The fairy husband of the little demon

Chapter 30 2

Foggy and blank.

For a long time, the eyes were full of such a scene. There is no sound or color.

Only this seems to be covered by a gauze towel, which can't be seen through.

I want to open my eyes hard, but my eyelids are glued. She has been working hard and has never returned to no success. Then, she fell into a foggy reincarnation.

"Well, I won't come to see you anymore."

It seems that someone's voice has been heard. Like the sound from an urn, it is vague and difficult to speak.

"Goodbye."

He said.

She instantly recognized whose voice it was, and suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

There are foggy white around, and under the body are tender yellow stamens. She looked at it a few times and realized that it was in the lotus and core, and stood up quickly.

But she stood up straight and not as high as the petals, which made her depressed. Who made her so small?

"Hey, hello!" She jumped and shouted.

The sound is like being stuffed in the quilt, buzzing.

For a while, she felt that the petals were pushed away and a huge face appeared in front of her. Familiar faces, strange eyes.

She blinked: "Xion? Is that right?"

When she saw these eyes, they were slowly filled with joy and even a little tears. The moment he closed his eyes, a heavy raindrop fell on her head.

She quickly hugged her head and dodged away: "How did I become so small?" Don't you want to turn back into a human form?"

"Maybe you need to rehearse."

The sound of the flame is a little rough.

Yun He's eyes widened in panic. Re-cultivation?

What about her eight thousand years?! Is it gone? With a big heart, I felt a huge hand reaching in, holding her to the palm of his hand and holding her in front of his nose.

She saw the smile of the flame, and there was a trace of moisture in her eyes. He deserves to sleep secretly for a hundred years and become so young.

Yun He was stunned: "A hundred years?"

Have you slept for so long?

Really... She didn't have time to think about what had happened before, so she quickly asked, "Can I really not get bigger? Can it only be this small?"

"You are probably sleepy. If you go back to your real body, you will naturally become smaller. What's so strange about this?"

She woke up. That's great.

Xiaoyan doesn't dare to believe this authenticity. Did his threat play a role?

Yunhe tried to read a few truths as before, and turned around the palm of his hand, feeling that his body seemed to fly lightly. When he stopped, he found that he was standing on the edge of the lotus leaf, and half of his foot had entered the water.

"Ah, ouch!" If your body is unstable, you have to rush into the water.

She didn't have time to be intimate with the water, so she was carried away. A pair of powerful arms held her body all the way to the shore, but they didn't let her go.

She heard his heart pounding, calm and powerful. Wanting to break away, he pressed her back to his chest again.

She simply let him hold it.

With his eyes closed, some pictures jumped into his mind without warning. She suddenly pushed him away, "Where's Wutao?"

"Dead."

"What about me?"

"Aren't you here?" His voice is full of cherishing. He looked at her face for a moment, afraid that she would disappear again.

"I mean later... what happened to me later?"

Xiao Yan then lightly told her what had happened over the years. After listening quietly, Yunhe muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that it had been so many years..."

"Now you know how sleepy you are?"

"I didn't sleep either." Yunhe squeezed his lips, "But I don't have any memory. I can't hear the sound outside or dream." After a pause, he asked, "Where's Mimei?"

"She, go to the demon world."

"Ah?" Yunhe was quite surprised, "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know exactly. Heiyu took her away, and she went.

"Is it forced by the demon king?"

"It doesn't seem to be. I'm willing."

Yunhe just woke up, and his mind was still a little confused. He really didn't understand why Mimei would willingly follow the Black Domain to the demon world?

Xiaoyan suddenly hooked her chin, and her warm lips touched her lips. You woke up at the right time.

Her cheeks turned red. She wiped her kissed lips hard and said unhappily, "What's the right time!"

"Now I am under the pressure of the minister to get married quickly. Isn't it the right time for you to wake up?" Xiaoyan smiled, "Let's go."

Yunhe is still very confused. Wait..."

"Don't wait, think about it later." He took her hand back to Tianyin Palace and held it tightly for fear that she would disappear from his fingertips. All the way, he was looking at her, staring at her, looking at her, and his scalp tightening, "Can you not stare at me all the time?"

"I can't."

"You make it difficult for me to sit down!"

Xiaoyan smiled.

Yun He frowned. What is he laughing at? After a while, he seemed to become strange... different from before.

But is it different? It feels as handsome as before, and even his eyes and movements, as well as his domineering personality, are the same.

He took her to Tianyin Palace, and the maidservant bent her knees along the way. He wanted to see who the girl brought back by the Emperor of Heaven was, but he did not dare to be too inferior. Yunhe was dragged all the way into the bustling courtyard by him. The green buds that were cooking green plum tea turned around, and his eyes collided with Yunhe.

The green bud was extremely surprised. His men might as well be scalded by boiling water, quickly turned off the fire, saluted the flame first, and then asked, "Yunhe...? How do you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Yunhe looked at himself and looked at the flames.

Xiaoyan said lightly, "Nothing. Go down."

Green Bud was ordered to walk out of the bedroom, and his heart was still uncertain. Yunhe saw her leave and said to Xiaoyan, "I haven't seen her for a long time. Is she still by your side?

"This is her fate."

"Do you want to stay by your side until you are old?"

"There may be a new fate in the future. Who knows now?" Xiaoyan held her hand, "Just like a few hours ago, I was already frustrated and determined not to see you again. But you are very picky and wake up at this time.

"If I could choose the time to wake up, it would not be now..." Yun He said to himself.

A hundred years... How much time has she wasted in sleep? She looked at his bedroom, which was gorgeous and low-key, which was very suitable for his style.

She walked slowly in his bedroom, touching east and west. A pair of hands wrapped around her waist.

Yunhe's heart pounded, felt his chin against her shoulder, and whispered, "Do you know how uncomfortable I have been in these hundred years?"

The hoarse voice, there were no unnecessary ups and downs, but Yunhe heard the sadness. She slowly turned around, stunned, put her hand around his neck and put her face against her chest.

This active action surprised Xiaoyan and immediately hugged her, "Do you remember what you promised me?"

Yunhe thought carefully for a long time and shook his head.

"Very good, how can you forget what you promised?" His eyes were a little colder, and even his tone was cold.

Yun He hurriedly said, "It's been a hundred years, and it's all-hundible to forget!"

"Then let me tell you again. Back then you said, if we can all come back safely, let's be together."

My heart pounded violently.

He said this to remind her of the scene at that time.

"Pretend not to remember?" Xiaoyan snorted coldly, "I absolutely don't allow it. Have you ever heard it?"

"Oh." Yunhe answered helplessly.

"Just 'Oh'?" He raised his tone and was very dissatisfied with her reaction.

"Is it necessary to 'hmm'?" Yunhe's face is full of innocence.

"You are getting more and more able to quarrel with me now." Xiaoyan suddenly smiled again. It's good that she stands in front of her so realistically, so lively.

His words jumped so fast that she was a little confused for a moment. Seeing him smile, she also smiled.

Xiaoyan said, "Ten days later is a good time. Let's choose that day to get married."

Yunhe looked at him slowly and didn't react for a long time. Xiaoyan said, "No problem, right? That's the decision."

"Hey--"

"I have given you time to think about it. If you haven't refused, you are willing to."

Er, how can there be such a bandit emperor? It is more appropriate for him to be the king of the cottage than the emperor of that day.