brother of time travel

Chapter 31 Goodbye

Although it was said that the five people were to serve the so-called Lord of the Demon Race, Mingze did not force them to go immediately, but instead let them rest for a few days, and waited until the wounds on their bodies were almost healed before starting to make arrangements.

And maybe it was the imprint that disappeared inexplicably that day that aroused Mingze's vigilance. When the time for serving came, He Yunqing was arranged first.

It was getting dark.

At the gate of the other courtyard, a dark blue carriage drove up at some point. He Yunqing entered the carriage, only to find that the horse he thought was driving was a rare unicorn. As soon as he sat down, the unicorn took the carriage with him. Flying high into the sky, He Yunqing sat in it, but did not feel any discomfort, even more comfortable than riding a horse on flat ground.The interior of the car is filled with high-quality spiritual cotton, and a crystal clear jade table is placed in the innermost corner. The spiritual tea on the jade table is fragrant and the smoke is curling up.He Yunqing took a sip, only to feel the fragrance was tangy and refreshing.

He Yunqing silently sighed, this so-called Lord of the Demon Race seems to be quite romantic.

It would be fine if it's a guest, but being a male pet or something... It's too embarrassing.

In just a quarter of an hour, the carriage stopped safely in front of a pavilion.He Yunqing lifted the curtain of the car, but found that there was no one outside the car.After getting out of the car, just as his feet hit the ground, a strong wave of spiritual power rushed over. The ground under his feet shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and as it shrank, He Yunqing's body also moved into the building.

The carriage soared into the sky again and gradually disappeared from He Yunqing's sight.

"Young Master He."

The young girl's whisper made He Yunqing stunned for a long while, and it took him a long time to realize that it should be him who called the young master.

……Ha ha.

He has always been called Brother He, Immortal He, and Fellow Daoist He. It is basically the first time in his two lives that he is called Mr. He. You don't need to guess that He Yunqing knows that this must be the special treatment of the lord's pet. Thinking about it, it also makes people feel that a wave of anger can't stop rising.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Senior Brother He doesn't want to die yet.

"It's not time to go to bed, Mr. He, why don't you take a bath and change clothes first, the lord has practiced more recently, and you may not come at night." The demon girl was not shy at all, and kindly gave He Yunqing advice.

……Ha ha.

It seems that he, Senior Brother He, has really become a male favourite.The identity change is too fast, I really can't adapt to it!

into the night.After bathing and changing clothes, the so-called venerable master still didn't show up. According to the maidservant, he should still be practicing.He Yunqing was happy to be at leisure, closed her eyes and meditated until dawn.

For several days, the legendary lord did not appear.

And Mingze has no intention of letting He Yunqing go back at all, it seems that no matter what, He Yunqing can't escape the fate of serving the bed.

One day, He Yunqing woke up suddenly from meditation, quickly climbed onto the bed, withdrew the formation, and pretended to have fallen asleep not long ago.

And just after he finished a series of actions, the door was gently pushed open.A strange breath filled the whole room, with a huge coercion, He Yunqing only felt that the pores of his whole body were opened.

Such a powerful cultivation base!

The figure gradually approached.The steps are very light and slow, but every step seems to hit people's hearts.He Yunqing's hairs stood on end, and he hid under the quilt. The powerful coercion enveloped him, making him dare not even move.But for a few seconds, he felt as if he had gone through a long century.

The figure stopped by the bed.

"Get out!"

This man's voice was low, but with a coldness that ordinary people could not detect.With just this casual sentence, the coercion belonging to the strong permeated completely, causing He Yunqing's heart to churn for a while.He responded with a low voice, quickly climbed out of the quilt, and walked out the door with his head lowered.

Seeing that the hand is about to touch the door.

"Stop!"

He Yunqing froze and did not dare to move.Although he didn't face this person head-on, he could feel a strong gaze staring at his back, and after a while, He Yunqing broke out in cold sweat.

After a long time, the man said: "Go out."

He Yunqing pushed the door and went out.

This person should be the Lord of the Demon Race that Ming Ze mentioned.Ever since He Yunqing crossed over, he had never seen anyone with such a powerful coercion. The monks in the Nascent Soul stage, such as Master Jingxu, the head of the Xuanji Sect, and Moxiu Mingze, had never made He Yunqing feel such a tremor.This person's strength should be far above the Nascent Soul stage, perhaps not far from the legendary realm.In front of him, He Yunqing not only couldn't think of any resistance, he even felt that when that person approached, his spiritual power was completely frozen.

Seeing He Yunqing coming out alone, the beautiful maid was startled for a moment, then smiled slightly, and took He Yunqing to a room to rest.He Yunqing thought of the person living not far away, and the possibility of escaping from his hand, but couldn't fall asleep anyway.

In a daze, it was dawn.

There was no longer that powerful aura in the entire pavilion.He Yunqing didn't receive any news from Mingze either, so he could only stay where he was.He practiced exercises during the day and most of the night, but the Lord had never appeared since that day.As the place visited by the Lord of the Demon Race, the aura of this pavilion naturally far exceeds the mountain behind the Xuanji Gate. He Yunqing practiced in it for a few days, but felt that his cultivation had skyrocketed, and it didn't take long for him to reach the middle stage of Jindan.

One day, He Yunqing practiced the exercises for several days in a row, and when she was tired, she fell on the bed to rest.

He woke up suddenly in the middle of the night.There was a person lying beside his pillow at some point, but he didn't notice it at all.The man's hand was gently caressing his neck, and slowly moving down, it was about to touch his chest.Just when He Yunqing was struggling and didn't know what to do, the man's chuckle suddenly sounded in his ears: "Are you awake?"

Those hands reached into his clothes more wantonly, and the cold fingers caressed wantonly on his chest, until He Yunqing's whole body froze into a stone, then he smiled lowly, stretched out his long arms, and embraced He Yunqing's whole body in his arms middle.Warm breath fell on He Yunqing's ear, and countless strange thoughts flashed through Senior Brother He's mind, before the man said: "Why, you don't even remember me?"

Why is this voice so familiar?

He Yunqing turned around silently, her eyes were facing the man.

Black hair, black pupils, pale complexion, who else could there be besides Minghui?

but……

He Yunqing frowned, staring at the hands that kept making trouble on her back: "Can you let go of your hands?"

There was a trace of evil in Ming Hui's smile: "You are my servant now!"

Pet your sister!He Yunqing rolled her eyes fiercely, broke free from Minghui's palm, stood up, and fastened the buttons of her coat.The lights in the room were turned on at some point, reflecting Minghui's face, he was still the same as He Yunqing saw three years ago, but the whole person's temperament seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes, as if being enveloped by a hazy mist. looming.He was sitting on the bed with bare legs, only a thin shirt on his upper body, and his chest was exposed.A cascade of black hair was casually scattered behind her head, just like when she first met, with an indescribable charm.

Minghui smiled slightly: "You have grown up."

Ever since he found out that the person Mingze arranged to come over was actually the person he was dreaming of, Minghui's eyes never left He Yunqing.The boy is still a boy, but his immature outline has gradually faded, revealing the temperament of an adult man.

He Yunqing nodded: "Yes."

Ming Hui patted the bed and said, "Sit down, let's talk."

He Yunqing didn't hesitate, and sat beside him silently.

Minghui's smile became brighter."How did you get here?" he asked.

He Yunqing then explained in detail how he went out to practice, went to the Three Thousand Islands, encountered a wave of sea beasts, and was caught by Mingze again.Although she knew in her heart that Minghui and Mingze were both demons and had the same surname, they must be inextricably linked, but He Yunqing was not at all worried that Minghui would harm her. This kind of trust, even though they hadn't seen each other for three years, But it always exists in He Yunqing's heart.

Maybe it was because of that drop of blood that saved him, maybe it was because of that black bead... If it wasn't for this, He Yunqing might have died several times already.

Minghui rested his chin, quietly listened to He Yunqing's words, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He Yunqing shook his head.

Minghui didn't speak any more.

To be precise, he didn't know how to speak.Since returning to the clan, he found that the old and immortal guys who were hostile to him had disappeared long ago, and the Demon Emperor had also passed away. As soon as he showed up, he was elected to the supreme position by the clan.Minghui is loose and free by nature, and he has no patience for restraint. However, now that the talents of the demon race have withered, and the races that used to traverse the continent are now confined to one space, he took over the position of supreme.After he was moved by He Yunqing and dripped a drop of blood into his body, Minghui stopped thinking about this person all the time.

In order to ease his lovesickness, he loves those handsome human male cultivators very much. Mingze is a descendant of the Ming surname. After getting close to him, he would bring a few male cultivators back every time he went to the mainland. Minghui didn't either. Prevent.

Unexpectedly, Mingze accidentally brought the real person back.

On that day, Minghui had some doubts that the person was He Yunqing, but at that time he was too excited to practice, and thought that this person would never appear in the demon clan, so he let him go.

This person is now by my side.

He quietly looked at the young man's fair and delicate collarbone, and couldn't help but stroked his hair: "Should we just stare at each other all night?"

He Yunqing shook his head: "I don't want to. How did you become the Supreme Demon Race?"

Minghui sighed, and said: "There's no way, when I come back, my peers are gone, so I can only go."

He Yunqing didn't say much anymore.

He and Minghui occupied one side of the bed, closed their eyes, and soon fell asleep again.This night He Yunqing slept very peacefully, it was almost the most peaceful night he slept in so many days.

But when he woke up, He Yunqing's mood couldn't get any better.

Minghui's body was wrapped around him like an octopus, his chest pressed against his chest, his palms tightly grasped his neck, and his legs wrapped around his legs. He Yunqing pushed hard, but this man wrapped him even tighter , and even rubbed against his face unconsciously, as if he was still asleep.

The corner of He Yunqing's mouth twitched, she was speechless.

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