Chapter 71
Just now, when he was on his way here with the waitress, the waitress clearly told him that the master he was going to serve was a male demon cultivator.
But do male demon cultivators also wear skirts?
"Sir, this is the new little demon cultivator, Ming Qiao."
The waitress bowed respectfully to the demon cultivator on the couch.
When she saluted, Mingqiao, the chubby boy, pinched his chubby waist and also performed a salute that he had learned on the spur of the moment.
His salute was not as beautiful as the waitress's, but it looked okay.
"Come forward."
Zhu Yi narrowed his eyes and seemed to be a little interested in this new cub.
Ming Qiao tilted his head, looked at the maid, and then at the master on the couch.
He walked straight over with his short legs.
"Hello, sir. My name is Qiao Qiao."
Since the adults didn't tell him where to go specifically, Ming Qiao went straight to the couch.
He walked to the couch and raised his pretty little face so that the adults could see it clearly.
There are many young demon practitioners in Zhu Yi's temple, but those who practice magic at such a young age, except for those who are born demons, the others are possessed by grudges.
Few of these little demon cultivators have good tempers.
It is rare to find a little demon cultivator like Ming Qiao who looks like a little sun.
He raised his eyebrows and asked the little demon cultivator in front of him, "Aren't you afraid of me?"
"No."
Ming Qiao said: "I asked Sister Weiwei, and she said that you would not eat children."
As long as he doesn't eat children, he won't be afraid.
Zhu Yi: "Hahaha, I don't eat children."
He was amused and laughed out loud, and it took him a long time to stop laughing.
"but."
He suddenly changed the subject and added, "I love bullying kids."
Ming Qiao: “…”
Ming Qiao's face was stunned.
Sister Weiwei didn't say anything about bullying children.
Seeing the little guy stunned, Zhu Yi laughed even louder.
He is handsome and has a nice voice.
Ming Qiao looked at him and smiled, and as she looked at him, she became a little confused.
He felt that he didn't tell any jokes, so why did this adult laugh so much?
"Weiwei, you can go down now. He can stay here."
"Yes, sir."
He responded with a slight sound, then turned and walked out.
After she left, Ming Qiao continued to stand in front of Zhu Yi, waiting for him to bully him.
But Zhu Yi didn't bully him.
Zhu Yi stood up from the couch barefoot and walked down.
"Sir, shoes!"
Ming Qiao quickly picked up the shoes on the ground and put them in front of Zhu Yi: "Put them on, otherwise your feet will get cold."
Zhu Yi looked at the shoes and actually put them on.
Next, Ming Qiao, a small worker, diligently prepared water for Zhu Yi to wash his face and a towel.
Zhu Yi doesn't know how to use any cleaning techniques to deal with these little things in life.
Since he had so many servants in his temple, he naturally loved to enjoy himself.
Soon, Zhu Yi tidied himself up and changed his clothes, still a skirt.
The skirt that reveals the waist and shoulders does not look feminine at all on him. Instead, it has a different kind of allure.
As he walked, the bracelets on his body jingled.
Mingqiao followed him closely, being a very responsible worker.
Zhu Yi went to meet the other great demons.
When they met, Ming Qiao didn't leave, but followed Zhu Yi.
"There is a new little demon cultivator in your temple."
The person talking to Zhu Yi was Zuo Ming, a demon cultivator of equal status to him. Zuo Ming recognized at a glance that the little demon cultivator he brought with him this time was a new one.
"Very beautiful, different from those little demon cultivators in your temple."
Zuo Ming was leaning back in his chair, with a charming woman in his arms.
After he finished commenting on Ming Qiao, he didn't care that Ming Qiao was still a child, and whispered a joke to the woman in his arms.
There was no one beside Zhu Yi or in his arms.
He leaned back in his chair relaxedly. Although there was no woman in his arms, the cup in his hand was never empty.
Ming Qiao looked like she was standing at the back, acting as a little vase.
But his little vase is very practical.
He kept pouring water into Zhu Yi's cup, and it was all hot water.
Daddy loved letting him drink hot water since he was a child.
Daddy said that drinking more hot water is good for your health!
Although Ming Qiao was still planning to do something bad and catch the evil cultivator, he was still choosing his target.
Zhu Yi, the evil cultivator, is currently on his arrest list, and he will decide whether to arrest him or not after the investigation is completed.
He has to do his job before making a decision!
"There's a bed next door. If you're craving it, go there. Don't perform pornography in front of me."
Zhu Yi held the endless hot water and spoke in a cold tone.
After he said this, Zuo Ming immediately restrained himself a lot.
"I was like this before, but I never saw you say that."
Zuo Ming smiled and looked at the little demon cultivator standing behind him who always came to pour hot water. The smile in his eyes became more and more intense: "Zhu Yi, you are not doing this for this little demon cultivator, are you?"
"I've heard of love at first sight, but I've never seen this term applied to a child."
Zuo Ming's laughter was mostly filled with malicious ridicule.
Zhu Yi didn't spoil him.
The two demons showed no symptoms and attacked each other ruthlessly.
Zuo Ming also wanted to kill Ming Qiao.
But Zhu Yi stopped him in time.
Zhu Yi grabbed Zuo Ming's neck tightly. He took Zuo Ming with him, broke out of the window, and fell to the ground outside.
The fighting continued outside.
Mingqiao stood on tiptoe, leaned against the window, and looked down with eyes wide open.
"Don't worry, Zuo Ming can't beat Zhu Yi."
The woman who was in Zuo Ming's arms just now was now sitting on Zuo Ming's chair, eating the food on the table leisurely.
She took a few bites and then put down her chopsticks, as if the food was not to her liking.
Seeing how calm she was, Ming Qiao couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you worried about Zuo Ming?"
"Don't worry."
The woman held her chin and smiled: "If he dies, I can just find another man."
Ming Qiao: “…”
Sure enough, what the senior brothers said was right, the demon cultivators are all very fickle!
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Seeing Ming Qiao staring at her, the woman said with a sweet smile, "No wonder Zhu Yi always takes you with him when he goes out. You are so attractive."
"Come here, let me hug you."
Mingqiao shook her head and refused to be hugged.
The woman was not annoyed by his rejection, she just continued to talk to him——
"Hey, little demon cultivator, I have to advise you not to be fooled by Zhu Yi's appearance of liking children. He is not a good person."
Ming Qiao certainly knew that Zhu Yi was not a good person.
Which good person cultivates magic?
"He is a demon who is obsessed with killing. I don't know how much blood is stained on his hands."
After the woman reminded him of this, she smiled brightly, as if she had just remembered something, and said, "Oh, I forgot to mention that I also killed too many people, so I fell into the devil's trap."
Ming Qiao looked at her and felt that she didn't look like she had killed many people.
The woman didn’t know if she had never had a good chat with anyone on a daily basis.
She rarely felt like talking to Ming Qiao, the little demon cultivator.
"I used to be the daughter of a noble family, and everyone praised me for being dignified and virtuous."
"I married a young man from a noble family. In the eyes of outsiders, we were a perfect match. But after only one year of marriage, I killed him."
"Not only did I kill him, I also killed his father, mother, concubine, and maid."
"After I killed them, I wanted to commit suicide, but I failed."
"Your Majesty picked me up and brought me back to the demon world. Since then, I have been practicing magic."
"I think practicing magic is more suitable for me. The days now are like a fairyland to me."
Mingqiao tried hard to listen to the adults' stories of the past.
After listening, he did not ask the woman why she killed so many people. He only asked: "Is the Lord the Demon Lord? I have heard of him."
"What have you heard about him?" the woman asked with a smile.
Ming Qiao had a stern face, and he counted on his fat fingers: "He killed people, set fires, robbed people of their money, and did all kinds of evil!"
woman:"……"
The woman laughed so hard that her body doubled up. When she had laughed enough, she said, "Those people out there are really good at making up stories."
She didn't explain that the crimes the little guy listed were all fictitious.
She just said, "If you follow Zhu Yi, you will definitely meet such a bad demon king."
"Are you afraid?"
Ming Qiao shook his head and nodded.
He said in a serious voice, "I'm a little scared."
But there are more challenges.
In his list of demons to be captured, the Demon Lord has always been number one.
But when the senior brothers came out, they told him that he couldn't set his goals so high.
The Silver-faced Demon Lord's whereabouts are secretive and his methods are extraordinary. His strength is likely to be no less than Qing Heng's. It is very uncertain for him to capture the Demon Lord.
Although his senior brothers had repeatedly warned him not to set his sights on the Demon Lord.
However, children still have dreams.
Ming Qiao's dream is to capture the Demon Lord and take credit for it!
Ming Qiao was still talking to the woman. Soon, the two people who had gone out to fight came back.
When they were fighting just now, they were so fierce that they seemed to want to kill each other.
Now that they were back in the room, they continued to sit there, drink tea, eat and chat as if nothing had happened.
What they were talking about was still about the Demon Lord.
"Your Excellency went out for a while, and then went into seclusion when he came back. Don't you think it's suspicious?"
"I heard that Immortal Qing Heng of Lin Tian Sect is also in seclusion. Their seclusion time is right around the same time."
As the two were talking, their eyes met and they both understood what the other meant.
The woman who remained in the room also understood: "You two are suspicious that Zun Shang and Qing Heng have confronted each other, and that they have fought and both have suffered losses, so you are in seclusion?"
"You...want to take advantage of the situation and kill His Majesty?"
When the woman made her guess, Zhu Yi and Zuo Ming both laughed.
Zuo Ming raised his eyebrows and said directly: "Wan'er, I know that you were brought back by His Majesty. Why, you don't want His Majesty to die?"
"Don't forget, you threw yourself into His Majesty's arms, but he ruthlessly kicked you out."
"He kicked me out."
Wan'er admitted openly, "But in my eyes, he is still my beloved Lord."
"You want to kill him, I can't stop you."
"I won't complain either."
Wan'er smiled faintly and said, "I don't believe you will succeed at all."
The status and rank in the demon world are all obtained by killing others or making them submit.
The current Silver-faced Demon Lord was able to succeed to the throne after breaking the neck of the previous Demon Lord.
After he succeeded to the throne, he used violence to subdue a group of demons.
Then, he sat firmly in his position and ran away.
He didn't think about unifying the world, nor did he think about leading the demons to cause chaos. Most of the time, he was missing.
Some people wanted to take his place while he was missing.
He came back, started fighting, and beat the devil.
In addition to fighting, he was also keen on filling his own private treasury and would go wherever there were mines.
In short, all the demons in the demon world hate, fear, and submit to such a master.
Some great demons, for example, still have not given up the desire to kill the Lord and seize the throne of the Demon Lord.
Zhu Yi is one of those who never gave up.
On the one hand, he helped the Demon Lord maintain order in the Demon Realm and handled many of the Demon Realm's affairs. On the other hand, he really wanted to get rid of the Demon Lord and take over.
The assassination of the Demon Lord that he planned would happen every few years.
Wan'er is used to it.
Wan'er has gotten used to the new round of murder plans discussed by the two, but Mingqiao has not.
He pricked up his little ears and listened attentively.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Zhu Yi and Zuo Ming's plan ended, they smiled at each other and went back to their homes.
Ming Qiao walked back to the house with his short legs, following Zhu Yi's long legs.
The road was not long, but Mingqiao was still sweating a little after running.
He wiped the sweat off his face with a small handkerchief while coughing.
Zhu Yi glanced at him and asked, "Are you not feeling well?"
Ming Qiao nodded: "Yeah! I have to take a lot of medicine since I was a child."
Zhu Yi paused for a moment, then asked, "What's the disease?"
"Well, it's hard to say. My mother didn't have it when she gave birth to me. Daddy said that I don't know if this is the reason. I am too weak."
"The doctors my father hired said I won't live long."
"There was also a doctor who said I wouldn't live past the age of three, but I'm three now!"
When Mingqiao said the last sentence, her baby voice was full of pride.
On his pretty, rosy little face, his bright black eyes were moist and clean like the eyes of a deer in the woods.
At this moment, his proud little look made his little face seem to be glowing.
Zhu Yi looked at this lively little face for a long time.
"Come here, I'll check you out."
"OK."
Mingqiao handed over his chubby little hand and let Zhu Yi check it casually.
Zhu Yi examined his body.
This little body is really prone to early death.
"Can you cure the disease? My aunt can cure it, but she is not with me now."
"I know a little."
Zhu Yi pointed to the stool and asked Ming Qiao to sit down.
He gave Ming Qiao a pill: "It can relieve cough."
Mingqiao swallowed the medicine, and his coughing really stopped slowly.
His eyes lit up and he thanked Zhu Yi.
"You're welcome. This is your salary."
That night, Zhu Yi's little demon cultivator who was on night watch was also replaced by Ming Qiao.
Another young demon cultivator who took over shifts with Ming Qiao reminded Ming Qiao with a wooden face when handing over the shift.
"Don't go in at night."
"Even if he calls you, don't go in."
"He's scary at night."
The last little demon cultivator who was on night watch left these few words of advice and then left.
Because of his advice, Ming Qiao felt more and more scared the more he thought about it.
He waved his hand and stopped the small black cloud that was still pretending to be an ordinary cloud.
"Duoduo, please stay with me tonight!"
With little cloud on standby at all times, he suddenly felt safe.
After talking to Xiao Yunduo, Ming Qiao also told his brother that he would keep watch all night.
Time passes slowly.
The night in the demon world is even darker.
Mingqiao sat at the door, his little head leaning against the door. Not long after, he closed his eyes.
He slept soundly until midnight.
In the middle of the night, there was a noise in the house.
Ming Qiao was woken up abruptly.
He rubbed his eyes with his little hands and heard Zhu Yi inside, calling his name.
"Ming Qiao! Ming Qiao, come in!"
"I asked you to come in, did you hear me?!"
Zhu Yi roared and called his name, but strangely he did not open the door and grab him in.
Mingqiao was prying through the crack of the door, and his little head almost hit the door.
He was secretly watching Zhu Yi go crazy.
Zhu Yi is really going crazy.
He was smashing things everywhere, looking crazy, and he even held up a pillow at an angle, as if he was coaxing a child.
Ming Qiao saw him holding the pillow, looking like he was coaxing a child, and her heart was inexplicably touched.
He pushed the door open and walked in.
When Zhu Yi saw him, she stopped holding the pillow.
"Baby."
He didn't call Mingqiao's name, but called her baby.
He was barefoot again, with a red rope with bells tied to it around his ankle, which jingled when he walked.
He approached Ming Qiao step by step and asked, "Baby, you're back?"
Mingqiao's face was calm, and her baby voice was unhurried.
He replied: "I'll do it!"
Zhu Yi threw away the pillow, bent down, and picked him up.
Ming Qiao let him hold her.
I hope he won’t smash things or yell anymore.
But he looked even more abnormal.
He kept going crazy. Sometimes he held Mingqiao and prepared food for him. Sometimes he held a book and taught Mingqiao to read. Sometimes he snatched the book from Mingqiao's hand and threw it on the ground, preventing him from reading.
"You don't like to study, so I won't force you to study anymore."
Finally, he held Ming Qiao in his arms, sat on the ground, and began to ask over and over again: "Baby, are you really back?"
"Are you still leaving?"
"It's snowing outside, and you're most afraid of the cold, so don't leave, okay?"
He was so crazy that it was scary for children.
But Mingqiao was not afraid.
Not only was he not afraid, he also hugged Zhu Yi.
He knew that Zhu Yi must have lost his baby.
He himself is the baby of his father, mother, uncle and brother. He knows very well that if he, the baby, dies, his father and the others might go crazy.
Therefore, when Mingqiao saw a person going crazy because of losing his baby, he just felt heartbroken.
He hugged Zhu Yi back, and his chubby hands patted Zhu Yi's back again and again.
He coaxed Zhu Yi, as if he was coaxing his parents who might lose him.
"Don't be afraid, and don't be sad."
"Baby doesn't want to make you sad."
Mingqiao’s hands were sore from clapping, but she didn’t stop.
He comforted Zhu Yi in this way. When he felt that Zhu Yi's emotions had stabilized a little, he pulled Zhu Yi to the bed.
He climbed into bed himself.
"Okay, now baby will sleep with you!"
Mingqiao baby often sleeps with adults, and his chubby little body is very helpful in helping people sleep.
Zhu Yi hugged him and looked at him without blinking at first.
After Ming Qiao covered his eyes with his hands, he closed his eyes obediently.
Although there was some chaos in the middle of the night, it finally settled down.
The next day.
When Zhu Yi woke up, the baby was gone in his arms.
There was no soft baby in his arms, but there was a chubby little foot resting on his face.
The baby with a bad sleeping posture was kicked early in the morning.
Zhu Yi: “…”
Zhu Yi took the little fat foot away, sat up, and saw the baby sleeping on his back next to him.
All the memories of last night came flooding back.
He closed his eyes and relaxed for a while.
Just as he was sitting on the bed with a gloomy expression, Ming Qiao next to him also looked drowsy and showed signs of waking up.
Before he woke up, his little hands and feet were shaking as if they had cramps in his sleep.
Zhu Yi watched without saying a word.
He watched Mingqiao wake up as if nothing had happened, and raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
Then, the little fellow, with a red mark on his face from being pressed by the pillow, grinned and greeted him.
"Good morning, sir."
After he said hello, he quickly climbed out of bed and remembered his identity as a worker.
"I'll pour you some water. Drinking water in the morning can help you have bowel movements!"
Mingqiao started a new day of work, and Zhu Yi paid more and more attention to him.
Ming Qiao kept watch for three consecutive days.
And during these three days, he slept in Zhu Yi's bed without exception.
I wonder what Zhu Yi is thinking about this cub who coaxes her at night and kicks her with its fat feet in the morning.
Day 4.
The heart-eating demon who brought Mingqiao to the demon world took action. He wrote down Mingqiao's characteristics and began to look for Mingqiao everywhere.
Zhu Yi also learned that he was looking for Ming Qiao.
After hearing the news, Zhu Yi leaned back on the couch and snorted coldly.
"What the hell, you even dare to ask for my little Fatty Joe."
Zhu Yi treated Ming Qiao as a baby at night and called him Little Fatty Qiao during the day.
Since the big and small slept in the same bed, Zhu Yi could clearly see Ming Qiao's chubby little body under her clothes.
He kept calling Mingqiao "Little Fatty Qiao", and even such an optimistic and cheerful kid like Mingqiao almost became autistic.
Mingqiao knows that he is chubby, and he sometimes calls himself fat.
But what you say to yourself and what others say are two different things.
Saying a few words and saying it all the time are two different things.
Mingqiao doesn't want to be fat anymore.
Zhu Yi was still calling him Little Fatty Joe, but little did he know that behind his back, You Qing's lips were almost worn out.
"You're not fat, not at all, and you're not Fat Joe."
"You are--Skinny Joe."
You Qing coaxed Zhu Yi in various ways, and in the end, he even wanted to sew Zhu Yi's mouth shut.
At this moment, little Fat Joe, who had no brother to coax him, was called away by Zhu Yi again.
As soon as he went over, Zhu Yi burned the paper that was looking for Ming Qiao.
After burning the paper, Zhu Yi asked, "Little Fatty Joe, how about being my child?"
"I will ascend to the throne of the Demon Lord, and then you will be the little prince of the Demon Realm."
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Baby: I am the little prince now!
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