Yan Bei walked on the winding corridor of the Demon Palace, his mind kept replaying the face covered with black blood lines three days ago, and the pair of black pupils that were only one-third of the whites of his eyes, and secretly clenched his fists, thinking that he would see them again in a while, a little nervous.

Xiyin Palace does not have the solemnity of the Palace of Eternal Life, and it is not as gorgeous as the Glass Palace, it is just a courtyard of two entrances, the front hall is the place of visitors, through the front hall to the apse, a garden full of poison is the first to come into view,

The garden is called the place where the master's family rests.

The previous maids were all thrown into the Heishui River by the East Fence, and now there are only three attendants in the hall.

Two of them were the two maids that Yan Bei had just ordered to be sent over, and the other was the dark guard Qingluan left by the previous Demon Lord for Dongli Yin.

Yan Bei left all the people around him in the front hall and came to the back hall alone.

Dark Guard Qingluan was the first to notice her appearance and hurriedly appeared to salute.

It was a young man who shrouded himself in a gray mist, and although Yan Bei could see through his true form, she didn't do so, just raised her chin slightly, and motioned for him to open the temple door.

The dark guard grew up beside Dongli Yin since he was a child, and he has been with him for a whole thousand years, and he is loyal to Dongli Yin.

Therefore, he hesitated for a long time about Yan Bei's instructions, and then carefully opened the door for her to enter.

After Yan Bei entered the main hall and closed the door of the hall, he immediately flew up to the roof of the house, lay down on the tile, and was ready to risk his life to protect his master at any time.

Mrs. Tai has not set foot in Xiyin Palace for a hundred years, she will not come sooner or later, but at this time, thinking of the current situation of the Demon Lord, Qingluan's heart was raised, and she did not dare to relax.

Yan Bei casually squatted on the roof and watched, but as if there was no such person, he waved his hand and retreated from the two maids in the house, and after they left, he walked into the inner room with gentle steps.

Very simple room, a bed, a set of tables and chairs, plus a wardrobe and a desk, there is no other furniture.

There was still a bowl of steaming medicine on the table, Yan Bei walked over, picked up the spoon and stirred it twice, the bitter smell wafted out, almost making Yan Bei, who had a keen sense of smell, vomit.

There was a churning in his stomach, which frightened Yan Bei to hurry and his luck calmed down, and it took him a long time to know that he could close his sense of smell and isolate this disgusting smell.

"Xiao Duo, if I am allowed to take this medicine, I would rather run to the scene of the car accident to clean up the body." Yan Bei complained in his heart.

Xiao Duo shrugged, indicating that she could not understand this contrast.

Yan Bei didn't care if she answered or not, just said it casually, feeling better.

Behind him was the bed, and the black curtain hung down, covering the people inside, and only a faint bulge could be seen.

Yan Bei put down the spoon and frowned when he heard the sound of uneven breathing coming from the bed.

This kid was hurt much worse than his brother!

Think about it, a thousand-year-old Taoist, a 13,000-year-old Taoist, Dongli Yin can hurt his brother like that, and he can also pick up a life under his brother's hands, this talent is really good.

I'm afraid that among the ten thousand demons, there is no such one.

However, this cannot erase his crime of wanting to kill his brother and mother.

Yan Bei walked to the window, stretched out his hand and gently lifted the bed curtain, revealing a small face covered with black blood lines.

The white and tender skin was in stark contrast to the black blood lines, Rao had already seen it once, but Yan Bei still couldn't help but gasp.

He frowned, fell asleep with his eyes closed, his breathing was shallow and deep, and the demonic qi in his body was disordered, making him miserable.

Seeing that his little person was enduring such a pain that adults could not bear, the ruthlessness that he wanted to teach was instantly strangled in the cradle.

Yan Bei sat on the edge of the bed, recalled the memories that belonged to Zhu Xin, and carefully picked up the little white hand, which was cold in her hand, and there was no fleshy touch as she imagined.

On the contrary, his hands were very thin, and when he squeezed them gently, he still felt a little awkward.

"Alas~" With a long sigh, Yan Bei swept away the messy thoughts in his mind, and used the demonic qi in his body to channel the demonic qi that was running around for him.

This job is not easy, Yan Bei does not dare to be distracted at all, if he is a little careless, it is not just a problem of one person, but a problem of two people.

Qingluan, who was lying on the roof and watching all this, the expression on his face at this moment can be described as dumbfounded.

You must know that he is usually a person who does not smile, and he often keeps a straight face, and basically does not have a greater expression on his face than a smile.

But now his eyes widened and his mouth wide open, shocked enough to think he was hallucinating.

Mrs. Tai will actually personally sort out the demonic qi for His Royal Highness! Is this still the ruthless female devil he knows, who doesn't recognize his six relatives?

Obviously, she is not, but Qingluan doesn't know.

Zhu Xin's own cultivation is profound, coupled with Yan Bei's own cultivation, the two complement each other, combing the demonic qi, something that ordinary demons dare not do, but it is much simpler to put it in her place.

Carefully sorting out the demonic qi in Dong Liyin's body, listening to the sound of his breathing gradually calming down, Yan Bei's heart finally dared to let go.

However, just as she got up to serve the medicine bowl and was about to feed him the medicine, those closed eyes suddenly opened and struck her vigilantly in her direction!

Yan Bei suddenly froze, slowly turned his head to look at the side of the bed, and met a pair of dark eyes without surprise.

"You're awake," she asked quietly, tentatively.

The black eyes blinked, and such an action made his whole person look a little stunned, and he was not fully awake at first glance.

Or maybe he couldn't tell whether what was in front of him was real or fake.

"Queen Mother~" For a long time, when Yan Bei thought that he was going to kill him immediately, he suddenly called her like a coquettish grandmother, and her expression changed from stunned to aggrieved, and she complained in a low voice:

"Why did you come to see Yin'er now?"

An accusation made Yan Bei react immediately, he thought that all this in front of him was in a dream.

So if he thought it was a dream, why couldn't she change back into herself?

Yan Bei curled his lips and smiled, very gently, there was only him in his eyes, this was something he didn't dare to think about.

"Didn't the queen mother come to see Yin'er?" Yan Bei brought the medicine over, warmed the cold medicine with a spell, held the medicine in one hand, and was about to help him up with the other.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he saw her action, he immediately took the initiative to lean over in surprise, stuck to her arms, hugged her waist tightly with his thin hands, leaned his head on her stomach, and pouted:

"The prescription prescribed by the doctor is so bitter, is it okay if Yin'er doesn't drink it?"

He looked up at him, his black eyes were moist, and he was as pitiful as a little lamb to be slaughtered, "Queen Mother, Yin'er doesn't want to drink~"