The Demon Queen disagreed, "It's just a little beast. He doesn't know his own abilities and wants to defeat five demons."
The Demon Queen brushed her sleeves and left the platform.
Ji Yue thought that the Demon Queen had such a temperament.
Emperor Jiujun said, there are no parents in the world who don't love their children. The Demon Queen must be under too much pressure because she is in a high position.
Therefore, Ji Yue worked hard, hoping to help the Demon Queen share her worries.
Every time he defeated a demon, he would go to the Demon Queen in disgrace. He stored up his emotions in his heart, but his eyes revealed hope. He was looking forward to it, hoping that the Demon Queen would praise him.
He still remembered that he had been reluctant to wear the clothes given to him by the Demon Queen.
When I become an adult, I can no longer wear it anymore.
When he was arguing with the Demon Queen, the Demon Queen burned his clothes to ashes with a burst of flame.
What was reduced to ashes was also his heart.
One year, the Demon Queen was alone and desolate. He felt heartbroken for the little boy. He tightly grasped the Demon Queen's sleeves with his white and tender hands, shook it slightly, raised his head with tears in his eyes, and gave the Demon Queen the sweet cake he had made with his own hands.
The milky voice was very soft and waxy, "Mother..."
Before Xiao Ji Yue could finish her words, the Demon Queen pushed him away violently, glaring at him with her scarlet eyes as if she was avenged across a sea of blood, and told him to get out.
She said, don't call me queen.
Little Ji Yue hit her head on the corner of the table, but he still walked to the Demon Queen without giving up, picked up the sweet cake on the ground and gave it to the Demon Queen, "Mother, don't be sad, you will be happy after eating the sweet cake.
My mother doesn’t like sweetness, so I added some spiciness and it might turn into a spicy cake.”
Little Ji Yue's face covered with blood was inlaid with a pair of innocent eyes and a bright smile.
The Demon Queen looked at the sweet cake with a dazed, moved expression, even a bit gentle.
However, little Ji Yue's smile was very dazzling in the Demon Queen's eyes, as she resembled a person whom she hated to the core.
She slapped little Ji Yue on the face and said coldly: "You are laughing so disgustingly, get out. If you haven't defeated the Nanfeng demon within seven days, you can end it yourself."
The strength of the Demon Queen's whole body exploded, like a strong wind dragging little Ji Yue and throwing her outside the palace, and then closed the door tightly.
Xiao Jiyue smashed a pillar, and he sat in the mess and crushed a piece of sweet cake.
Those eyes that were supposed to be pure and harmless gradually became colder than the snow at the end of winter.
From then on, he no longer smiled or showed a disgusting smile.
But even so, he still harbored fantasies. He could always see the Demon Queen looking at the red moon alone, with sadness on her face.
He secretly vowed that he would stand out in the future and make the Demon Queen more respectable and no longer sentimental.
He knew that his mother was majestic in front of others but fragile behind others.
She single-handedly carried the demon kingdom and protected thousands of demons. She is a great person.
She is the mother of the entire demon realm and the benefactor of demons.
Therefore, little Jiyue must work hard to protect the demon realm in the future and make her mother sincerely happy.
He is a man who wants to become the Demon King.
Until one day, Ji Jiuye appeared.
Until one day, he saw the Demon Queen smiling at Ji Jiuye, her face full of kindness, which was a tenderness that he had never had before.
The Demon Queen was afraid that Ji Jiuye would be too cold during the twelfth lunar month of winter, so she ordered him to kneel in the cold palace, freezing to the bone, with no one asking or hurting him.
The Demon Queen was afraid that Ji Jiuye would fall on the slippery ground, so she spread velvet blankets in every corner of the Demon King's Palace, but sent him to the fighting battlefield, where he was covered in scars and faced with life and death.
On that day of that year, Emperor Jiujun said to him: "Jiuye is your brother, don't be too indifferent, he is still young and doesn't know the world."
Ji Yue opened her eyes, gritted her teeth, and smiled wildly, "If I can, I want to kill him and strangle him."
Emperor Jiujun's soul trembled.
But he understood that Ji Yue had suffered too much.
Even if Ji Jiuye is innocent, Ji Yue's hatred is deserved.
Unexpectedly, the conversation between the two was heard by the Demon Queen. The Demon Queen opened the door and walked in against the wind. Her whole face was gloomy, like a stormy night with thunder and lightning.
The Demon Queen whipped her fingers with bone spurs and whipped the whip on Ji Yue. Every time she whipped the whip, she asked, "Tell me, what are you talking about?"
Ji Yue was so stubborn that she gritted her teeth and endured all the pain, holding back tears in her eyes. Her throat was sore, and her mind was in chaos and buzzing. He was in so much pain and sadness that he couldn't think.
He said: "I want to strangle Ji Jiuye to death."
The Demon Queen cracked the whip all night, and Ji Yue kept repeating this sentence.
Emperor Jiujun protected him and lay on top of him, and the Demon Queen did not even let Emperor Jiujun go.
Ji Yue told Di Jiujun to get out, and Di Jiujun hugged him and endured the pain. The whip scratched his body, his clothes were torn, his skin was torn, blood spattered, and the bone spurs hooked his flesh. When he was thrown out, the pain was heart-piercing.
Emperor Jiujun leaned into Ji Yue's ear and said, "As long as you are rich and noble, don't forget each other."
At that moment, Ji Yue grinned, but her face was filled with tears.
Later, he hated women because he hated the Demon Queen.
Red Moon Demon, Emperor Jiujun walked into the Demon King's Palace, stepped into the palace, and saw Ji Yue lying on the ground, he quickly helped Ji Yue up.
"The Demon Queen is so domineering, why bother to fight against each other? Have you suffered enough in these years?" Emperor Jiujun covered Ji Yue with the cloak in his hand, fed Ji Yue a hemostatic pill, and bandaged Ji Yue.
Wounds on hands.
"Jiujun, if I die, if I become a demon and become immortal, you must protect her." Ji Yue clasped Di Jiujun's hand tightly, "In the entire demon realm, I only believe in you."
Emperor Jiujun sighed, "I don't agree. You should protect your woman by yourself. After thousands of years, there is finally a woman who can make your heart beat and make you dream about, but you refuse to accompany her through a short period of time."
Hundreds of years?”
Ji Yue smiled, "I think, I think so much, but I am the damn demon king, and I am the son of that woman!" He had been glorious for thousands of years, and he never drank and talked with others, and he never spent time with others.
Why, why did the Demon Queen have to awaken at this time, why did he and her have to meet and fall in love at this time.
Only we can't stay together.
Love in the world is not limited to love between men and women.
However, for Ji Yue, his blood boiled because of Qingge, and his heart beat for Qingge.
He can treat everyone in this world with cold eyes and cold eyebrows, but Ye Qingge is the touch of softness that he can't let go, and the ray of light in his killing spree.
He experienced the pain of being peeled off and the pain of lovesickness, but he also made a comeback from the place of exile and established himself as king.
The moment the Demon Queen awakens, all his past efforts are wiped out.
Of no value at all.
Di Jiujun looked at him complicatedly and said, "You said before that we were just wearing the same pair of pants. If you die in the future, I will marry Ye Qingge."
Ji Yue smiled, "She looks down on you. A woman who has owned an eagle cannot look down on a pheasant."
Emperor Jiujun: "..."
Di Jiujun's mouth twitched a few times.
However, he felt relieved.
At least Ji Yue hasn't collapsed yet and he can still persevere.