Rather than saying that Ji Yue is her son, she is her enemy.
"What are you talking to me for?" Qingge asked.
Ji Jiuye was stunned and couldn't speak at all.
Qingge sneered, and his eyes shone coldly, "Do you want me to know myself? Or do you want me to know myself? Or do you want to tell me that there is the demon queen, the demon clan, and the identity of the demon demon, I can't be with him? He bears responsibility on his shoulders, and the mission of the demon realm, what mission? What responsibility? Since the demon queen and you are so selfless, how can you not sacrifice yourself to make contributions and sacrifices for others? What does life and death in the demon realm have to do with him? So what if they are all dead? Just because he is the eldest son of the demon queen, should it be like this? But for thousands of years, what honor has he received as the eldest son of the demon realm?"
"The demon queen did not regard him as her son. Now that the demon clan is coming, the demon clan is born, and the seal of the twelve gods of war is about to be lifted, why did she think that Ji Yue is her son?" Qingge sneered, "When the God of Shenwu war asked you to go to the demon clan, the demon queen sent Ji Yue out. What else do you have except guilt? The real injury and suffering is him, and you did nothing except guilt, right? The initiator is indeed not, but do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"
She is selfish.
She only cares about Ji Yue's feelings and past, and she has no interest in Ji Jiuye and the demon queen's mood.
She only knew that her beloved man had been hurt by the demon queen.
The Queen of Demons deserves to die!
Qingge's eyes turned red, and Ji Jiuye moved his lips to speak. Suddenly, the water surface cracked, and the cracks spread in all directions like spider webs. With a bang, it sounded like the sound of glass shattering.
The surrounding scene returned to Ye Mansion, Qingge stood on the peacock path, with green leaves and red flowers on both sides, bright moon like the wind, and the night was slightly cool.
Qingge looked back and saw Ji Yue coming in a fierce manner, her anger was like a furious beast.
His red eyes and terrified hatred, he glanced at Ji Jiuye coldly.
Ji Yue punched Ji Jiuye in the face, raised her feet and kicked Ji Jiuye away. Ji Jiuye flew backwards, covered her painful chest and coughed violently, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Ji Yue was worried and nervous, looking at Qingge anxiously, and watched it all over the place. She felt relieved when she saw that Qingge was fine.
Ji Yue hugged her tightly, her body trembling.
"I'm fine." Qingge whispered.
Ji Yue couldn't speak, and the force of holding her increased a little more.
Ji Jiuye got up from the ground and wiped the blood from his chin, "Brother..."
"If I see you in the Four Stars again, I will get cramps and bones, and cook oil with fire." Ji Yue looked back at him, her eyes as fierce as a ghost.
Ji Jiuye was shocked and his eyes were slightly wide open.
It seems like he has returned to ten thousand years ago, in the Demon God Martial Palace, this is how Ji Yue looks at him.
Like an enemy with deep hatred in the sea of blood, not the brother of a mother.
So terrible and thrilling.
Ji Jiuye knew Ji Yue's temperament, Ji Yue was not joking. If he stayed, he would die at the hands of his brother.
Ji Jiuye left Ye Mansion and coughed a few more times, coughing out blood.
He still remembered that his brother loved him very much, very early.
He would tie his cloak and cover him with fox fur. A maid confused tea and wine, and Ji Yue was even angry.
But later, Ji Yue changed, like a stranger, quiet and silent. Even if he fell in the snow and cried loudly, Ji Yue never looked back.
Later, the incident of the Demon Clan's Divine Martial Arts happened, making Ji Yue even more terrifying.
But he didn't feel that he only felt deeply guilty.
He once wanted to secretly replace Ji Yue to the demon clan, but was caught back by the demon queen.
Ji Yue said that there are thousands of people in this world, and there are only two people who disgusted him the most.
His mother and younger brother.
Ji Jiuye limped away.
He was relieved, too.
At least, there is someone who can be with Ji Yue.
Unfortunately, it didn't take long.
It's only a little time.
After Ji Jiuye left, Ji Yue straightened Qingge to her shoulders, and her hands with distinct bones were slapped on Qingge's buttocks without hesitation, making a shameful sound.
"Stay away from him." Ji Yue said.
Qingge lay down, and she was shaking with a headache.
Thinking of what Ji Jiuye said and those bloody pasts, Qingge's chest seemed to be unable to breathe, and a strong sense of suffocation filled her heart and lungs, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
She wanted to go back ten thousand years ago and melt all the enthusiasm like fire, and warm all the unbearable things.
When he returned to the room, Ji Yue put her on the bed, and her heavy body was attached to her. The moon was bright outside the window, and the night was as bright as ink. He rubbed her ears and sprayed the heat, "I heard that my wife thinks I don't lift it?"
Qingge's depressed thoughts were instantly pulled back. When she mentioned the matter of not taking action, Qingge's cheeks were slightly red. She turned her head and looked to the side. Her white hair was piled on the jade pillow. The bright white moonlight fell on her cheeks, and the mysterious Netherworld flowers slowly bloomed.
He raised his hand and walked along the outline of the Netherworld Flower. Where the fingertips passed, the traces of the Netherworld Flower gradually disappeared, and then a delicate and fair face appeared.
Qingge closed his eyes shamefully, but the imagined storm and phoenix did not appear.
Ji Yue entered the brocade quilt, hugged her, kissed her eyebrows, and couldn't let go of her love.
Qingge hurried in Ji Yue's arms, slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ji Yue.
Ji Yue lowered her eyes, and there was no wave in her strange eyes.
"I don't know what will happen in the future. I just want to cherish the present."
With his thin lips opened, he whispered: "You have reached the three-year agreement, and I am still in suffering. There is Phantom Spirit Water in the Demon Realm. The Demon Queen asked me to use Phantom Spirit Water to eliminate your memory of me. Phantom Spirit Water was brought by me, but I am very selfish. Even if I am gone one day in the future, I don't want you to forget me."
He also knew that if Qingge did not forget him, he would not fall in love with another person again.
No matter how difficult the road ahead is and how many thorns are, they can always walk through it with each other.
How could he quietly erase all her memories without considering Qingge's wishes?
He embedded his long fingers into Qingge's fingers and hugged each other tightly.
"If the demon queen is unkind, then eliminate the demon queen." Qingge held his hand back and said lightly: "If the demon clan is cruel, then destroy the demon clan. If the nine realms are unrighteous, then subvert the nine realms and become the Lord of Heaven and Earth. Isn't it difficult?"
Ji Yue was shocked.
This is his idea, an incredible idea.
But this road is too difficult. As a man, he should stand tall. Even if he knows that Qingge is not a delicate lady in the boudoir, he will not be willing to bear any more punishment.
A smile appeared on Ji Yue's demonic face, and he lowered his head and kissed the red lips.
How many days are there?
Such a safe time.
The night was very quiet, and the two fell asleep, Ji Yue hugged her, and she leaned in his arms.
A warm breath lingers on the two of them. If they are not awake, it is also a beautiful thing. (To be continued)