"How is this possible?" Ning Hai shook his sleeves, thinking He Qing was joking.
How could someone from the Demon Realm possibly join the Guiyun Sect? Moreover, when Cen Ji left the Guiyun Sect, he was just a minor cultivator. How could he have become the Lord of the Demon Realm?
"I heard what Mu Siyue said to my junior sister, and my junior sister also tacitly agreed to it at that time." He Qing explained.
"This..." Ning Hai still didn't want to believe that the Lord of the Demon Realm was actually an ordinary disciple of Guiyun Sect.
"Qing'er, have you asked Ying'er?" Ning Hai walked up to He Qing and asked with concern.
He Qing had an expressionless face. He looked at Ning Hai indifferently and shook his head.
Ning Hai knows He Qing better than anyone else, after all, he was the one who brought him up.
He Qing has disliked talking to people since he was a child. In fact, it is not that he is cold and arrogant, but that he does not know how to talk to others.
The first time he met He Qing was at the border between Jiuzhou and the Demon Realm. At that time, He Qing was still a slave covered in scars.
Slaves sold into Kyushu from the Demon Realm.
Seeing that He Qing had good talent, Ning Hai brought him back to the sect and trained him personally. If he had not met him, He Qing might not have lived to this age.
Ning Hai still remembered that time, He Qing's eyes were different from those of the slaves around him. His eyes were full of hatred and defensiveness.
To this day, whenever he sees He Qing, he feels heartbroken, heartbroken for the unbearable experience he once had.
He Qing lowered his eyes, he knew what his master was worried about.
It was obvious that his junior sister had an unclear relationship with the Demon Realm. As for what kind of relationship it was, he couldn't and wouldn't ask.
No one in the sect knew about his past except the master, and his junior sister naturally didn't know either, so he wouldn't blame her, but he was worried that his junior sister would be deceived by the people from the Demon Realm.
The Demon Realm is the origin of all his painful memories.
The people in the Demon Realm were all extremely vicious, and he didn't believe there were any good people in the Demon Realm.
His parents were killed by people from the Demon Realm. They took away his parents' spiritual roots, burned their bodies to ashes, and kidnapped him and sold him to slave owners.
He Qing was very young at that time, but he could already remember things. He could remember his parents' miserable screams when they were killed, and he could remember them kneeling on the ground begging for mercy from those people from the Demon Realm, asking them to let him go.
"Master, don't worry. Qing'er knows that every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor." He Qing said calmly.
Ning Hai sighed. Whatever they said now was just speculation. It would be better to wait for Ying'er to come and ask her in person.
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Yan Ying lazily lay on Cen Ji's arm. Although she felt she had slept enough, she was reluctant to get up.
Last night Cen Ji said he would sleep with her, and when she woke up in the morning she saw Cen Ji lying next to her.
I don't know when he fell asleep. It's already dawn and there's no sign of him waking up.
Yan Ying raised the corners of her mouth as she looked at Cen Ji's delicate and three-dimensional profile.
The quiet eyelashes are thick and long, leaving a shadow when the eyes are closed.
Yan Ying propped herself up with her arms, lowered her head and looked at Cen Ji with starry eyes.
What to do? She really likes Cen Ji's face and likes it so much that she wants to suck it hard.
Cen Ji had woken up a long time ago, but was just pretending to sleep with his eyes closed. Seeing the little ghost waking up and moving around, he pretended to sleep to see what the little ghost would do.
Before Yan Ying's lips landed on Cen Ji's face, Cen Ji grabbed her body.
Yan Ying looked at Cen Ji's face in surprise, which suddenly enlarged, and her lips fell precisely on Cen Ji's lips.
She clearly...was targeting the face...
Cen Ji opened his dark eyes, turned over and pressed Yan Ying under him. He propped himself up and looked at the terrified person on the bed.
"Why are you..." Yan Ying suddenly realized that Cen Ji was just pretending to be asleep. "You're not asleep!"
"I slept, but I woke up early." Cen Ji said with a smile.
Cen Ji looked at Yan Ying with furry eyebrows furrowed, and his heart was beating fast.
It turns out that waking up with the first rays of the sun and having your loved one by your bedside is such a wonderful feeling.
"Am I snoring?" Yan Ying asked with blinking eyes.
She remembered that she was never very peaceful when she slept, maybe it was because she disturbed Chen Jing's sleep.
"No." Cen Ji chuckled.
How could he hear her snoring? After she fell asleep last night, he felt very sleepy for some reason, so he held her in his arms and slept until dawn.
It had been a long time since he had slept as soundly as he did last night. Perhaps it was because her body was very soft and it was very comfortable to hug her.
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