The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

As soon as these words came out, Master Shang stumbled back half a step.

"Master!" The housekeeper next to him quickly supported him and said to the doctor: "You quack doctor, what nonsense are you talking about, the eldest son has gotten better recently, how could it be..."

The doctor shook his head and said, "Perhaps it's back to the light, he has no medicine, and the rest of the days... I hope to be able to spend it without regrets."

The doctor has seen too many lives and deaths, and despite his indifference, his tone is still somewhat helpless and pity.

The doctor prescribed some sedatives and left, the servants kneeling at the back didn't even dare to let out the air.

Master Shang suddenly slammed the table and scolded, "This is the master you take care of? How did you take care of it!"

He said to the housekeeper: "I have all resigned! My business government doesn't want these useless people!"

His roar reached Shang Qingyou's ears, the man's eyes were slightly opened, and his throat was burning badly.

"water……"

The servants were driven away by Master Shang, and they were so angry that Master Shang did not hear what Shang Qingyou said.

Yisu reached out and fed the slightly sweet warm water into his mouth.

Turning his eyes slightly, Shang Qingyou almost choked when he saw the man's face.

Thin lips became moist, he closed his eyes, in disbelief, "Xi'er..."

"Who are you?" After Master Shang lost his temper, he turned around and saw his son being fed water.

The woman turned her eyes and introduced herself, "Hello sir, I'm the son's personal maid. I went back to my hometown a few days ago, and I just came back today."

Master Shang was in a fit of anger, "Get out too!"

The woman pursed her lips, a little aggrieved, "Young Master..."

Hearing that voice, Shang Qingyou's heart softened instantly, and he said, "Father, keep her."

His son had spoken, and Master Shang naturally agreed.

"Qingyou, but you..."

Shang Qingyou narrowed his eyes slightly, "I know that time is short."

Xi'er must have heard it too.

Complicated emotions arise spontaneously, and he doesn't know whether he is happy or sad about Xi'er's return.

Master Shang said a few words, and seeing that he had no energy, he glanced at Xi'er before leaving.

There were only two people left in the room, and in the sound of shallow breathing, Shang Qingyou said in a condensed voice, "Why do you want to come back?"

"Because I can't let you go." Xi'er took his hand and put it on her forehead, "Young Master, you really can't see that, will you hurt me?"

"I……"

Xi'er: "Shang Qingyou, I love you."

His heart seemed to be caught, unable to breathe, Shang Qingyou dared not respond.

After a long while, he said, "I am a dying person."

"So what, I like you, it has nothing to do with your lifespan." Xi'er bit her lip and said, "Master, don't reject me, I want to stay by your side all the time."

His eyes were red, and Shang Qingyou couldn't breathe.

He couldn't hold on and drove her away again.

How happy it would be if she was with her at the end of her life.

Can he accept it.

...

The demon world shrouded in dark clouds exudes a cold air, and it is not a place where ordinary people can stay.

The man resting on the top of the tree pulled his shirt tighter.

"Ling'er, do you feel sick?"

By shrinking her body through the magic weapon, Ling Qingxuan is now only the size of a finger, and she is placed in Yin Huan's arms.

Hearing this, she stuck out her head and said with a serious face, "Your arms are very comfortable."

Yin Huan: ...

The man mischievously nodded her head, "Don't say these words in the future."

"Why?" Ling Qingxuan covered her head and adjusted her hairstyle.

The man said in a low voice, "Don't always say things that embarrass me and embarrass me."

"I will hold back." The little girl was serious, "How long until the Demon King's Palace?"

"I'll be there in a moment, how do you know that I'm going to the Demon King's Palace?" The man clicked on her, "You gave me a mind-reading technique?"

"telepathy."

Yin Huan was so speechless that he raised his eyes to look at the gloomy, darkest place.

With a teleport, he arrived near the Demon King's Palace.

Yin Huan felt the demonic energy around him, and even if he put his demonic soul into Ling Qingxuan's body, he would not worry about adding a few more layers of protection.

His entire body dissipated and merged into the Demon King's Palace. He passed by just a few guarded demon soldiers, but he was not found.

Ling Qingxuan was peacefully in his arms, not swaying at all, and it didn't take long to notice that he had stopped.

"Close your eyes, I'm going to perform an illusion."

The man's deep voice passed down through his throat.

Aya Qingxuan closed his eyes obediently.

"All right."

Opening her eyes, Ling Qingxuan found that she had changed back to her original shape and was held in the arms of the man.

In front of them, it was inside the Demon King's Palace. There was movement on the bed the current Demon King was sleeping on. The moment the quilt was lifted, the expressions of the two of them froze.

A two-year-old baby was sitting on the head of the bed with a stern face, looking in their direction.

But he didn't seem to see anything, and he turned his head again and picked up a bottle from the table beside him and drank it.

The fragrant milk smell drifted away, Ling Qingxuan pulled Yin Huan's hand, "The current demon king is only two years old?"

"Two hundred years old, his body growth is only slow, and the black dragon family is like this."

[Host, he is the male protagonist! 】

Male lead?

For his young age, I won't kill him.

After drinking the milk, the little demon king lay down and rested again.

The two got closer, and suddenly, the little demon king straightened up again, "Someone!"

He is currently in an illusion, so the people who call are only the people he wants to see and order.

If the Human World had something to do with him, then he would be out of the conversation.

After a moment, a maid from the demon world walked over quickly.

"King."

The little demon king frowned and folded his arms in deep thought for a while, "When the milk is finished, bring some more."

Aya Qing Xuan Yin Huan: ...

The unexpected dialogue made the two of them fall into deep thought.

"It seems that illusion is not enough, wait a moment."

Yin Huan aggravated the illusion technique again, urging the little demon king to do what he wanted most now.

After a while, another maid came.

The little demon king asked, "Is there a candidate for my demon queen?"

Yin Huan suddenly thought, "Ling'er, let's go."

This little demon king is not for food and drink, but for women.

It's really absurd that nothing has happened to the demon world in the past few years.

"Ah... ok."

Ling Qingxuan also felt that there was no need to listen any more, the little demon king was indeed caught in an illusion, and he still had no idea about other things.

As soon as the two turned around, a flower appeared in front of them, and the small figure appeared in front of them.

Yin Huan immediately took Ling Qingxuan behind him.

The little demon king moved his nose and said to them, "I smell the demonic aura that has been cultivated for thousands of years, as well as the smell of human beings."

This little demon king has a pretty nose.

Because of Yin Huan's illusion, the little demon king could not see them.

But at such a close distance, danger is close at hand.

"Ah~ it's the flavor I like, did they choose a demon queen for me?" The little demon king frowned and said distressedly, "Human, it seems to be fine."