“Eternal Life…”

It turns out that there is really such a place in the world.

It turns out that the end of cultivation is to transform bones into gods.

Qingge lowered her eyes, curled her red lips and showed a gentle smile.

She didn't even notice it herself. After hearing Jiuci's answer, she subconsciously relaxed.

The tense nerves that have been tense for half a year can finally relax and rest.

It’s good if she is not dead... As long as she is not dead, she can still meet. Even if it is difficult to reach the sky, she will persist until the last moment of her life.

She is willing to burn her soul and make the fireworks that warm the little fox.

Jiuci silently observed the details of Qingge's expression, first surprised, then shocked, and then shocked.

What kind of emotion is it that can make Ji Yue endure the pain of changing her bones, and can make Qingge pursue immortality without leaving her?

At this moment, Jiuci gave a thumbs up for his intelligence and wit.

He planned to hide the news of Ji Yue's death.

Because he knew what height the world of immortality was, even if Ge'er was gifted, he would never be able to reach it for the rest of his life.

It would be better to be a beautiful lie and let Geer have the faith to live.

Regarding bone marrow smoke, he must not only save it, but also not let Qingge know about it.

If that wisp of bone marrow smoke disappears into the world, then Qingge's life will end here.

A wisp of bone smoke is sent to your eyebrows, and a wisp of love smoke wraps my heart. After this mountain passes, the world will grow, and one smoke and two lives will be gone.

This is a very ancient song, but no matter when and where, when you hear this song, the heart of the listener will be moved.

What kind of love is as deep as the sea, so that it can last until death.

After a long time, the sound of a little bun sounded outside the door, "Mom..."

Jiuci was surprised and realized that the little bun was missing.

Jiuci immediately opened the door, and Xiao Baozi walked in with a bowl of meat porridge.

"Little clever guy, what are you doing? You're going to scare your uncle to death!" Jiuci was angry and silently ignored him. He was such a naughty guy.

Xiao Baozi tilted his head and looked at Jiuci, his brows tightly frowned, and his eyes were full of disgust.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? I am your uncle, your elder!" Jiuci was angry again.

Xiao Baozi ignored it and walked towards Qingge. Qingge rubbed Xiao Baozi's face, "Uncle is your elder and your relative, so you can't be rude."

Xiao Baozi is a stubborn person, but he can listen to Qingge's words only.

Xiao Baozi saluted perfunctorily, "Hello uncle, my nephew Ye'er has given me a long time to my uncle in advance. I wish my uncle three wives and four concubines would be as beautiful as a cloud."

Jiuci: "..." Where did this kid learn the mess?

"Ye'er, what are you doing?" Qingge asked.

Xiao Baozi immediately showed a cute smile on his face, "Mom, Ye'er is going to cook porridge for you, it was taught by his wife Ye."

Night fascinating?

Qingge smiled comfortably.

Her child is so old that he is so sensible.

Jiuci only thought that this child was very annoying. Xiao Baozi kept facing him with his buttocks. Jiuci was very angry. How could he establish his authority if he was not strict with his uncle?

Jiuci touched his chin, annoyed that he did not offend this little nephew.

Xiao Baozi looked at Jiuci from the corner of his eyes. As soon as his uncle arrived, he divided his favor.

He didn't know how long he could stay in the Gods Realm, but the power of the demon king in his body could no longer be controlled.

He just hopes that he can stay by his mother's side for the next time.

Thinking of this, Xiao Baozi tightly grasped Qingge's sleeve.

"Ye'er has something to worry about?" Qingge finished drinking the meat porridge and gently stroked Xiao Baozi's forehead with a smile.

"Ye'er just wants to be by her mother's side and asks for nothing." Xiao Baozi looked at Qingge with red eyes and stubbornly.

Jiuci saw Xiao Baozi holding back her sobs and talking. He was so well-behaved at such a young age, and Jiuci was no longer angry.

Jiuci picked up the little bun and fiddled with the folding fan to make the little bun laugh, "What are Ye'er talking nonsense? Ye'er will naturally stay with your mother."

Xiao Baozi was very upset when he looked at the folding fan swaying in front of him. Is this stupid uncle treating him as a three-year-old child?

Little did he know that he was not as old as a three-year-old.

Little Baozi was depressed and depressed, almost murmured in a crying voice, "Ye'er will not be able to accompany his mother soon. Mother, is Ye'er not a demon king, okay? Ye'er just wants to be his mother's son..."

He doesn't want any demon king, the country of demon clan, and the supreme.

It is better to be warm by your mother's side than to become the lord of the world.

Qingge suddenly looked up at Ji Ye, feeling extremely reluctant.

She felt it too.

Ji Ye has been curbing his own strength.

When his Demon Lord's aura emanates, I am afraid that the five continents will become the land of the Demon Swamp.

Qingge also didn't want to let Xiao Baozi accompany him.

Her enemy Fang Yu also doesn't know what the God Lord thinks. There is Xun Wulei in the Nine Realms. The demon queen has the bloodline of the demon king in her body. The demon queen will never give up the opportunity to attack her.

Instead of letting the little bun beside her day and night, or being used by someone one day, it is better to send it back to the demons and live a peaceful life.

"Demon Lord? What Demon Lord?" Jiuci was full of doubts and pinched Xiao Baozi's chubby face. "A man's real man doesn't cry easily, he doesn't cry, and he doesn't cry even more."

"But uncle, I want to cry very much." Xiao Baozi looked straight at Jiuci. Although he was smart, well-behaved, sensible and clever, his eyes were not as dirty as an adult. His filthy look was as clean as if he was clear.

The bottom of the mountain stream.

"Ye'er, listen to my uncle. When you are so sad that you want to cry, you look up at the sky forty-five degrees, and an angel will take back your tears." Jiuci said gently.

Qingge: "..."

Looking at the sky forty-five degrees?

The sad boy Yingyue Tower owner?

Qingge's mouth twitched wildly.

He is really an unreliable brother.

After Jiuci comforted Xiao Baozi, Xiao Baozi fell asleep in his arms.

Jiuci put the bun on the bed, then got up and went out. Before leaving, Jiuci glanced at Qingge.

Qingge then walked out with Jiuci.

Jiuci put away the smile on his face, his face was cold and his tone was deep, "What does Ye'er mean by the Demon Lord?"

For no reason, how could Xiao Baozi mention the Demon Lord?

Qingge silently.

Jiuci put his hand behind him and said, "The Demon Lord was born, but the Demon Lord has never allowed the Demon Lord to be released, and the Demon Lord has been inquiring about the situation of the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord has hated each other for many years..."

Jiuci was still talking nonsense, but Qingge decisively interrupted Jiuci's words.

"Ye'er is the Demon Lord."

“…”

Jiuci turned around inch by inch, shocked that his chin grew bigger and seemed to be able to be filled with fear, and he felt like he was petrified and dumb.

Jiuci looked at Qingge in a daze, and his mind that was originally running quickly was blank.

Even if he racked his brains, he could not associate the little bun with the Demon Lord.

Jiuci's mind was a silly accident, and he was silly and confused.

His sister's husband is the Demon King, but his son is the Demon King...

Forehead……
Chapter completed!