"So that's the case." Yu Xiaoyun saw that Di Ye didn't look like he was telling a lie, but asked again, "Why did she come here to harass Ye Er again and again?"
Di Ye was not sure why, so he replied perfunctorily: "Who knows her."
No matter what the specific reason is, it definitely has something to do with the blood of the demon clan flowing from his body.
Although Di Ye knows the fact that he is a descendant of the Demon Race, deep down he is unwilling to admit it. He just wants to be like everyone else, to be a "normal person" and not to be an outlier in the eyes of others.
After hearing Yu Xiaoyun's "Oh", Di Ye brought back the original topic, put on a flattering expression, and asked, "Little uncle, do you really want to wash with me?"
"No!" Yu Xiaoyun resolutely refused again.
Di Ye washed for a while, and the water was getting cold, so he stood up all of a sudden, the water on his body splashed down, and then gradually came out of the barrel.
Yu Xiaoyun was still sitting by the barrel, splashed on his face by the water, and cursed: "I hate it."
Suddenly stood up without saying a word, letting the water splash on his face. Then seeing Di Yechi stepping out of the barrel, seeing everything on his body at a glance, Yu Xiaoyun quickly turned his head away, not looking at him.
Di Ye knew that the little uncle was shy, so he suppressed the restlessness in his body. He wanted to stop teasing him tonight, but when he heard him say "disgusting" coquettishly, he immediately gave up all his previous efforts, couldn't bear it, and pulled Yu Xiaoyun up , hooked his waist with one hand and kissed him.
"Ye'er woo"
Yu Xiaoyun was caught off guard and was so kissed that he didn't know why, and couldn't bear to push him away, so he was taken to the bed by Di Ye when he was at a loss, and he tore his clothes and threw them on the floor.
Di Ye kissed Yu Xiaoyun from the lips, rubbed his nose against his face, and said emotionally: "Little uncle is so sweet and fragrant."
It is sweet in the mouth and fragrant in the body. The sweetness and fragrance make him addicted to it and cannot extricate himself.
Yu Xiaoyun's whole face was flushed, the tips of his ears and neck were rosy, and he gradually sank into Di Ye's passionate kiss, as if he had forgotten his shyness, letting Di Ye grab his hand and swim on each other's body, feeling each other's longing.
In the end, the two snuggled together comfortably, and Yu Xiaoyun buried her face in Di Ye's shoulder, opened her mouth and lightly bit his shoulder, and cursed softly: "Ye'er is learning badly, and getting worse."
Di Ye's hand lightly brushed Yu Xiaoyun's back, and said with a low smile, "No matter how bad it is, my uncle will like it."
"" Yu Xiaoyun felt that he had learned badly, and it was getting worse and worse.
Just now the two of them tossed and tossed, although it was very embarrassing, but it was fascinating, so he couldn't help it, and made even more embarrassing actions.
Nestling in Di Ye's arms, Yu Xiaoyun was completely relaxed, and fell asleep not long after.
Di Ye turned his head and gently brushed away the broken hair on Yu Xiaoyun's face, looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the little uncle, he was satisfied.
***
In a room in another inn, there was a lot of movement.
The leader of Qiangan Sect silently prayed for the sweat to drip from his body, and suddenly he lay down heavily as if his whole body was hollowed out, and opened his mouth on the side of Mulanya's shoulder to pant violently.
Mu Lanya lowered her legs on silent prayer's waist, panting violently as well.
After a while, Mu Lanya said, "You seem to have something on your mind tonight."
What's more, it was the irritating thoughts that caused him to vent so roughly, which tossed him for most of the night. If it wasn't for his strong body, he would have been tossed to pieces long ago.
Mo Qi got up, grabbed a robe and put it on his body, with his chest open and bare feet, walked to the table in the room, poured a cup of herbal tea, and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing that he was still unhappy, Mu Lanya pulled off the thin quilt to cover his vitals, sat up and looked at Mo Qi and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mo Qi grabbed the empty teacup in his hand, and as soon as he retracted his fingers, he crushed the teacup and said harshly, "I'm going to kill that kid!"
"Who?" Mu Lanya was puzzled when she heard Mo Qi's sudden words, wondering who he wanted to kill.
Silently squeezed out two words between the teeth: "Di Ye!"
"Di Ye?!" Mu Lanya was even more confused, and asked in bewilderment, "Di Ye has no enmity with you, why do you hate him so much?"
Mo Qi said angrily: "Because of that kid, Tian Yunhong, the high priest of my Gangan Sect, dared to betray me openly!"
People who I have always trusted and relied on betrayed me unabashedly, how can I not be annoyed!
"How could it be?!" Mu Lanya has been inseparable from Mo Qi recently, and often sees Tian Yunhong appearing beside Mo Qi from time to time, but she doesn't understand why Tian Yunhong betrayed Mo Qi because of Di Ye.
Mo Qi also did not expect that Tian Yunhong would turn against him when he said that he would turn against him!
Di Ye and Na are here today??In that competition, Tian Yunhong actually went to guard the entrance of the arena, as if worried that Di Ye would be hurt by Na Zaikuan. After the competition was over, he just asked a few questions silently and said a few outrageous words, Tian Yunhong said, "Why don't you think about why you can't open the black box of the spell?" Then she turned away.
Mo Qi is not only angry that Tian Yunhong doesn't pay attention to him as the leader at all, but even more angry that Tian Yunhong doubts his identity as the queen of the demon clan!
If you can't open the black box of the curse, it doesn't mean that you are not a demon, besides, no one has ever opened the black box of the spell!
His father told him a secret since he was a child: he is a descendant of the demon race, don't forget that he has the blood of the demon race in his body, one day, the demon race will stand up again, and stand side by side with the cultivators in the posture of the demon race!
After taking over the position of the leader of Qianganjiao, everything he did, accumulated wealth and popularity, developed Qianganjiao, and eliminated a group of extremist believers, and washed away what people called the "Demon Cult". You don't have to hide anymore, you can gain a foothold in the world where various cultivation sects coexist openly, and be accepted by more people. All he did was to prepare for the revival of the Demon Race!
Because of Tian Yunhong's words, Mo Qi began to suspect that Di Ye might be a descendant of the demon race. If Di Ye was really a demon, would Tian Yunhong abandon him and support Di Ye?
Mo Qi saw Mu Lanya's confused face, and expressed his doubts: "Di Ye, it is very likely that he is also a demon."
"How could it be?!" Mu Lanya was once again astonished.
Silently prayed again: "The only person who can interest the High Priest is the Demon Race! I will find out when I find a chance to try him!"
Didn't Tian Yunhong say that he couldn't open the black box of the spell, so he asked Di Ye, who Tian Yunhong was interested in, to try!
***
Yu Xiaoyun slept until dawn, and when he woke up, he saw that Di Ye was up and fully dressed.
He sat up on the bed abruptly, and quickly asked: "Ye'er, what time is it, the competition"
Di Ye hurriedly replied: "Little uncle, don't worry, it's still early, and it's the opening time of every competition."
Only then did Yu Xiaoyun feel relieved, and stretched on the bed.
Seeing his stretching movements, Di Ye felt like a cat, and couldn't help but stepped forward to rub his hair, and said with a smile: "Young uncle just woke up from sleep, so attractive." (Remember this website URL : www.hlnovel.com