How could the Demon Lord be aggrieved?
Zhou Yinyu was a little tired from standing, but Duan Jiuqing had no intention of letting go. He slowly raised his arm and put it on Duan Jiuqing’s back, causing Duan Jiuqing to have the illusion that shizun was hugging him, as if they were a couple.
Immediately afterwards, he felt his shizun’s right hand pressing near his wound. He trembled all over. The injury was obviously on his shoulder, but his lower abdomen also felt pain reflexively.
He thought that shizun was going to inject spiritual power into his wound again as before, so he was prepared this time. But shizun said in his ear, “Don’t move.”
If you let me hold you, it’s fine to not move. I won’t hide.
Then there was a sharp pain in his shoulder. The arrow was suddenly pulled out by Zhou Yinyu along with some pieces of flesh. The pain made Duan Jiuqing gasp against his neck.
“Are you stupid? You don’t know how to hide when you are in danger, and you don’t know to use all those abilities of your’s?” Did you need to use your body to block it? It would only affect the speed of lashing the Fuyun Whip.
While Zhou Yinyu was angry at him for being stupid, he still put his hand on his wound to help him heal.
Duan Jiuqing didn’t reply, just lay in his arms and cried harder. He heard it.
Zhou Yinyu felt that his crying was really annoying and his pretty brows furrowed. He cried like this after just being hit by an arrow. How did he become the Demon Lord?
Duan Jiuqing hugged him so tightly that he couldn’t breathe, and he kept crying. He was so put off that he had to think of something to divert his attention.
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Duan Jiuqing had been by his side for almost ten years. This was the second time he has seen him cry like this in front of him. The last time was when he first joined the sect.
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He was quickly knocked to the ground and several people held him down and beat him. Zhou Yinyu didn’t hear his cry from beginning to end. Zhou Yinyu thought to himself, why was this child being bullied everywhere?
Before he could speak, the second shixiong who was in charge of enforcing the sect rules shouted angrily, “That’s enough!” The wind from his palm blew away the disciples. He scolded them for violating the rules and sent them to Qingyou Peak. Zhou Yinyu walked over and took the severely beaten Duan Jiuqing into his arms.
Duan Jiuqing’s eyes were swollen and he couldn’t see people clearly. But the moment he was held in Zhou Yinyu’s arms, he recognized him. He was no longer the little mad dog, he was just a pitiful little one.
He desperately crawled into Zhou Yinyu’s arms, clutching his collar, and his small sobs turned into loud cries, as if the child had suffered great grievances and finally found someone to confide in.
Zhou Yinyu held him in his arms and patted his back unfamiliarly, “Don’t cry, alright?”
It was also at this moment that Zhou Yinyu made up his mind to accept him as his disciple. He knew why these people bullied him, because all the disciples of the Vermillion Bird Sect had to pass the entrance test before they could enter. But Duan Jiuqing did not. He was brought back directly from outside. He originally wanted this child to become a disciple at Fuyun Peak, but now that he had endured hardship, he might as well accept him.
Duan Jiuqing’s cry was still ringing in his ears, each sound shaking his eardrums. Zhou Yinyu suddenly had the illusion that he had never grown up and was still the child who needed to be protected by him.
“Stop crying.” Zhou Yinyu said and patted Duan Jiuqing’s back gently, but the person in his arms just paused, seeming to be even more aggrieved and crying even harder. Zhou Yinyu felt that his neck was full of water and a little cold.
The arrow wound had obviously healed.
“It turns out that this trick no longer works. It worked very well when you were little.” Zhou Yinyu thought sadly. On the contrary, the child had grown up and turned into the Demon Lord that he should kill. He not only learned to threaten his shizun, but also learned other skills. No one could bully him anymore.
Zhou Yinyu was still wondering when he would finish crying when Duan Jiuqing suddenly let go of him slightly. His eyes were red from crying, and his face was still full of pear blossoms. Just looking at him with unknown emotions.
He seemed to be as aggrieved as before… How could the Demon Lord be aggrieved?
Duan Jiuqing suddenly held his face with both hands and pressed his lips with overwhelming kisses. He didn’t take precautions and raised his head to be attacked.
Zhou Yinyu opened his eyes and saw that he was still crying. What was hidden in those strange eyes? He wanted to stop this crybaby, but he tasted a bitterness on his tongue, moved his fingers, and finally closed his eyes.
As the child grew up, he turned out to be more greedy. Was this necessary to stop the crying?
Duan Jiuqing felt shizun’s compromise, although shizun made no move in response. But this was enough to make him indulge in shizun’s mouth and refuse to come out.
He didn’t want to cry, it was just that he had been separated from this person for too long, and it had been a long time since he had felt the tenderness of this person’s kindness to him.
When they said goodbye, he looked coldly at him, and when they met again, he was the one who bullied and lured him. There had been no such moment of relaxation between them for too long.
This reminded him of when he was bullied when he was a child, his shizun also coaxed him, “Stop crying.” Although the bullying was planned by himself, he was just afraid that his shizun would send him away, so he had to stay and tell him: I can’t live without your protection.
It wasn’t until he saw that shizun was really out of breath that he let go of his tongue to let him breathe. Duan Jiuqing still wanted to lower his head and kiss him. Zhou Yinyu held his collar and leaned in his arms to adjust his breathing. His legs were a little weak.
“Don’t push yourself too far. I still have to save my disciples.” Zhou Yinyu pushed him away, his face was still abnormally red, and his lips were wet.
Duan Jiuqing felt a little hot in his heart, and stretched out his hand to wipe the moisture from his lips. He was in a good mood, as if he was not the one who cried bitterly just now, “Shizun, this disciple will accompany you.”
Zhou Yinyu pushed him away, glanced at the blood stains on his white clothes, and said, “Bandage your injury, otherwise don’t follow me.” He turned around and continued to look for clues to open the stone door, not asking Duan Jiuqing why he cried.
Duan Jiuqing felt that the wound no longer hurt at all. Shizun’s whip was worth it. He couldn’t hold back and said again, “Shizun, this disciple can’t do it.”
Zhou Yinyu was holding his hand on a square and turned his head to glance at him. Duan Jiuqing immediately pursed his lips and lowered his head to undress.
Seeing him taking off his clothes so carelessly, Zhou Yinyu felt that he was really shameless. Then he thought about it, the two of them had done everything, a few pieces of clothing didn’t matter.
He still felt that he couldn’t stand it, so he looked away, pressed down a square with his palm, opened the stone door, and quickly entered the stone door next to it.
“Shizun, wait for me.”
Duan Jiuqing really didn’t know how to do it, and he hadn’t paid much attention to it. The wound would eventually heal if left there. He tore off a piece of fabric and twisted it around a few times, then took off his clothes and followed him into the stone gate. But when he followed, he didn’t see Zhou Yinyu.
There was a room inside, but it was empty, with only a looming light floating in the middle. Duan Jiuqing suddenly felt great anxiety in his heart. He was afraid that Zhou Yinyu would be in danger, and he was also afraid that he would leave him behind again.
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