"Where have you been?" Jingren's cold voice sounded in the darkness, making Qingcheng, who was wearing wet clothes, shiver.
"I found Night Demon Princess!" Qingcheng raised the flowers in his hands and said excitedly.
"Oh! I went to look for Night Demon Queen in the middle of the night, all wet. Don't let the prince wake up without help, you will die first." Jingren looked at Qingcheng who was dripping with water and couldn't help but frown.
"Anyway, death is inevitable. It's the same as dying early and dying later." Qingcheng held up his flowers, not paying attention to Jingren's words, with a smile on his face.
"Go back quickly." Jingren picked up Qingcheng and walked straight to the fire. The flowers in Qingcheng's hands fell to the ground in surprise, and she shouted anxiously: "Hua, Hua
Lost it."
Jingblade turned a deaf ear and allowed her to struggle and roar.
"Ji Jing Ren, you bastard, let me down." Qingcheng almost despaired when he saw Night Demon Ji submerged in the darkness.
They met Qingze and Xuanyuan Yifei head-on. Before Qingze and the others could speak, Jingren spoke first: "Pick up Night Demon Princess first!"
Qingze's angry face lit up with joy, he ignored the panicked Qingcheng and walked away.
Jingren threw Qingcheng next to the fire and quickly added firewood himself.
Qingcheng rolled over and got up: "I want to find Night Demon Princess. If I dare to fall in love with you, it will not be you who will die in two days."
He dragged her back again: "Your second brother has already gone, please take off your clothes quickly."
"Pah" slapped him on the face. "Pervert, you're obscene." After the angry Qingcheng finished scolding, he couldn't help but panic: his nickname was the Devil Young Master, and he was really pulling his beard off the tiger's mouth - looking for death.
He took two steps back in fear. He stared at Jingren, who was still unresponsive after being beaten but still taking off his coat: What is he going to do? Does he want to rape first and then kill? Isn't that too bad?
Just when he was about to pick up his weak feet and run away, Jingren handed the coat he had taken off to his eyes: "If you don't want to die, go put it on."
After he reminded him, Qingcheng realized that his wet clothes were sticking to his body, and he shivered when the wind blew.
"I'm going to check on them and I'll be back in a while." Jingren left with an expressionless expression on his iceberg-like face.
They walked behind the big tree and put on Jingren's clothes. When they took out the wet clothes and put them by the fire to bake, they came back.
Qingze held Night Demon Princess with a happy expression on his face. Xuanyuan Yifei looked at Jingbian strangely, and then at Qingcheng.
"I'm sorry." Qingcheng watched as he walked to the fire. The red mark on his right cheek was a little clear under the light of the bonfire, and he couldn't help but feel a little apologetic.
"You can't be in love with my face." He touched the place where Qingcheng had beaten him and said ambiguously.
"Humph" This kind of person really deserves it.
"Yawn" Qingze sneezed.
Qingcheng took a look and realized that all the clothes of the three people present were with him. They were either wet or worn on his body.
"I hope the method Qingcheng said will work tomorrow." Qingze stared at the Night Demon Princess in his hand calmly.