"Hmm......"
Yan Zhi has never been defenseless, so the fist landed firmly on Yan Zhi's right eye socket, and the force was so great that he fell on the bed with inertia.
It's been 180,000 years, he has traveled all over the world, and finally found him, but he doesn't know him.
Yan Zhi slowly straightened up and looked at Yan Yan with an extremely sad gaze, his eyes filled with tears.
That look made Ji Yan feel a little frightened, as if they really had a charming and unforgettable past, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Don't look at me like that."
Yan Zhi lowered his eyes: "Hmm... If you don't like it, I won't watch it. "
He couldn't stand his appearance, so he endured the strange look in his heart and said, "What's your name?"
"Yan Zhi."
"Yan Zhi?" Grian said in surprise.
Although he had never seen the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm, but the name of the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm, he had heard of it, and he looked the person on the bed up and down, so it seemed that he did have a bit of the temperament of Qiongzhi Yushu, but when he first saw it, this person was too down-and-out.
"Don't tell me you're the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm."
"Well, I'm..."
It is said that the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm once had a wife, who was the son of gods and demons, and was adopted in the Nine Heavens since he was a child, but he was not treated by the gods of the Nine Heavens, and he lived a miserable life.
Fortunately, the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm did not mind the identity of his wife and protected his wife since he was a child, but later, in order to break a catastrophe for the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm, his wife slaughtered the gods, and was finally killed by the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm himself.
After his wife's death, the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm realized that everything his wife did was to protect him, and his wife had never slaughtered the gods, and everything was just a bureau set up by his wife.
When she decided to go that way, her wife was ready to die for the Heavenly Emperor.
After the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm learned the truth, he went crazy looking for his wife's reincarnation... The rumor was heard when he was very young, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he still hadn't found his wife, and he would make himself a ghost.
Ji Yan couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Yan Zhi, and sighed: "It turns out that you didn't run away with your wife, but died with your wife."
"He's not dead." Yan Zhi looked at Yan Yan and said hoarsely, "You are him."
"Okay, not dead." The second half of the sentence is just as if I didn't hear it, and it was all because this person was looking for someone to find a wife and go crazy.
"But then again, you are indeed quite blessed, your wife loves you so much, she doesn't even want her life for you."
Yan Zhi: "Hmm... It's that I didn't cherish it properly..."
"I'm sorry..."
"What's the use of you apologizing to me, you can't treat me as him because I was born with him and has a similar name, how unfair it is to your wife, and I don't want to." "
"For your pitiful sake, I won't beat you, you should rest early, and when you are healed, leave on your own."
"Don't leave it at that."
He turned around and called Chiyi to leave.
Seeing this, Yan Zhi hurriedly got up and got off the ground, stepped forward barefoot, clasped his wrist, and said, "I didn't admit my mistake. "
"Your surname is G, and the G of Lin's copy is called 冽, 凛憽的冽."
He was stunned, he didn't expect this person to really know his name, but he couldn't be that person when he thought about it, he was only a few years old when Yan Zhi killed his wife.
I don't know if this person deliberately approached him, is there any other purpose, the Protoss and the Demon Realm have always been at odds, could it be that he wants to be disadvantageous to his father through himself? ......
Thinking like this, Yan Yan's eyes became a little colder when he looked at Yan Zhi, if this was the case, he would never be soft on him.
Too lazy to deal with him any longer, he pulled his hand back vigorously, and then went back to his room to sleep.
What he didn't expect was that the next morning, he woke up, opened the door, and saw this person guarding his house like a door god.
It's the emperor of the heavenly realm, this clothes are finally neatly dressed, a black robe, long hair half a bundle, looking like a dog in the bridge, but the eyes are like a large dog abandoned by the owner, full of loneliness.
The loneliness faded a little at the moment when his eyes touched the grieving, and a smile appeared on his face: "Ah Yan..."
However, he only glanced at him faintly, and then regarded him as air, and went downstairs past him, followed by Chiyi who came out of the room.
The two went downstairs one after the other and had breakfast in the lobby downstairs.
Yan Zhi sat silently at another table, and when he saw that during the meal, the man who came out of a room with Ji Yan not only sat with Ji Yan, but also helped Ji Yan to fill soup dumplings and side dishes, the two talked and laughed, and seemed to have a great relationship.
In the past, he had no relatives or friends in the Nine Heavens, and the only person who was willing to be close to him was himself, but now he saw that someone was willing to make friends with him, Yan Zhi should be happy for him, but when he heard that he had a "brother" to that person, he panicked in his heart and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Now he doesn't remember anything, and he has no position to step forward and ask who that person is, no matter how unhappy he is, he has to hold it in his heart.
After breakfast, Ji Yan and Chiyi were ready to go back to the Demon Realm, on the way, G Yan felt that the spirit behind him had not dispersed for a long time, and he had not been able to shake off a few streets with him, and when he left Chang'an City, he finally couldn't help it, and turned back to the air and said coldly.
"How long are you going to follow me?"
After a while, Yan Zhi appeared and said hoarsely, "I finally found you... I'm afraid if I don't follow you, and in the blink of an eye, you'll be gone. "
He sneered: "So, you have been following me, what do you want?"
Yan Zhi: "... I want to be with you."
He hugged his chest for a long time and said, "Do you know who I am, and you want to be with me?"
"I'm the son of the Demon Venerable, could it be that you are the Emperor of the Heavenly Realm and want to follow me back to the Demon Realm?"
Yan Zhi was stunned and chewed on his words: "You have been in the Demon Realm for 180,000 years? ......"
As soon as the period of Phoenix Nirvana arrived, Yan Zhi went to the Demon Realm, and he wanted to bring Zhiyu Immortal Monarch back to the Nine Heavens, but Zhiyu Immortal Monarch was unwilling to go back with him.
At that time, Yan Zhi had also inquired about the news of the Mock in the Demon Palace, but there was no result.
He knew that the Demon Venerable should also be looking for the whereabouts of the Imitation Ran, so he would go to the Demon Realm every tens of thousands of years to investigate, but he was disappointed every time.
What the hell went wrong...
Ji Yan raised his eyebrows: "Where can the son of the Demon Venerable be if he is not in the Demon Realm?" "
Yan Zhi was silent for a moment, and said dumbly: "Where you are, I will follow."
Looking at his soulless appearance, he felt very interesting, the dignified Nine Heavens Emperor, let go of a huge Nine Heavens, just look for his wife everywhere, and actually found the wrong person, and found the body of the enemy's son, you know, the God Race and the Demon Realm have always been incompatible.
He wanted to see how affectionate this Heavenly Emperor was for his wife.
"That's... In what capacity are you going to follow me? "Mock pretended to think.
Yan Zhi moved his lips, and was about to speak, when he heard Yan Yan say, "Slave, how's it going?"
He was deliberately humiliated, wanting the other party to retreat, but Yan Zhi laughed when he heard the words, and said, "Okay."
"As long as I can be with you, anything is fine..."
He immediately interrupted him: "Shut up! What is with you, how can a slave talk like this to his master, you should call me your highness."
Yan Zhi's expression remained unchanged, and he was still smiling: "It's upset His Royal Highness, I'm sorry..."
In the past, no matter what he did, Chiyi would not ask, and it was enough to pick up a god back to the inn in the mortal world yesterday, but today it is too dangerous to bring a god or an emperor of the heavenly realm back to the demon world, Chiyi couldn't help but speak worriedly.
"Your Highness..."
Before Chiyi could speak, Ji Yan knew what he was going to say, stared at Yan Zhi's face and smiled: "Don't worry, Brother Chiyi, I have a sense of proportion."
"It's okay to go to the Demon Realm with me, but I must personally seal your divine power."
"Have you thought clearly, once the divine power is sealed, you are in the demon clan, you are a fish and meat to be slaughtered, if I want to kill you, you will have no life to live."
Yan Zhi looked at him and said slowly: "Sweet as food."
In his previous life, he paid too much for him, and he just couldn't pay it off, and now he is making more imitations, what is it.
At the moment, he doesn't remember anything, the only thing he can do is to stay by his side and try his best to make up for it, he believes that one day, he will remember it again.
It's just that he can never remember, and that's okay, he can try to make him fall in love with him again.
"Are you really not afraid?" "
Yan Zhi shook his head and said, "What is there to be afraid of."
He had never been afraid before, so what was he afraid of?
"Okay." He smiled, raised his hand and stroked Yan Zhi's forehead in the air, and when the divine pattern that emitted white light appeared, he sealed his hands and laid a golden-red ban on his divine pattern, and after a while, the divine pattern faded, and Yan Zhi's face became a little pale.
He withdrew his hand and said.
"I not only sealed your divine power, but also covered your appearance and aura to avoid unnecessary trouble, in the demon clan, except for me, others can't see your original appearance."
Yan Zhi: "Okay. "
Embarking on the road to the demon clan, Yan Zhi and Ji Yan rode on the black clouds conjured up by Chiyi, and finally couldn't help it, and asked Ji Yan, "Who is he?" Why do you call him your brother? ......"
"What does it have to do with you?" The slave is not allowed to intervene in anything of his master. "
"...... Oh. "
After returning to the Demon Clan, he first went to the courtyard of Zhiyu Xianjun and gave him the lanterns he brought back from the world.
When the Demon Venerable heard that he had brought back a slave from the world, he didn't ask much, and when he had dinner in the evening, Yan Zhi stood aside, served him with vegetables, and served him a meal.
After eating, he went to the desk to read, the night gradually deepened, and when he felt sleepy and got up to go to bed, he saw Yan Zhi coming in with a basin of hot water.
"What do you do?"
Yan Zhi put the hot water in front of the bed, took his hand, pushed him to sit down on the edge of the bed, and bent down to take off his shoes and socks: "Soak your feet before going to bed, it's not easy to have cold hands and feet at night."
"Once upon a time... I'm afraid of the cold. "
The winter of the demon clan is very cold, even if the earth dragon is burned in the house, it is still easy to get cold hands and feet, especially the spiritual power of the Yan Yan is fire, and the most afraid of the cold physique, so that the Yan Yan forgot to scold Yan Zhi for committing the next offense, and did not refuse him.
"You really look like a slave boy."
Yan Zhi held the pale soles of his feet, gently dipped them in warm water, and said with a smile: "It's good if you rejoice."
In fact, Yan Zhi's temperament is not like a slave at all, even if he has changed into the clothes of an inferior demon servant, it is still difficult to hide the nobility on his body, such a person, squatting in front of him, helping him wash his feet, so that there is some indescribable meaning in his heart, he suddenly raised one foot, picked up a splash, stepped on Yan Zhi's neck with wet toes, lowered his eyes, and said expressionlessly.
"How did you wash his feet like this?"
Yan Zhi grabbed that foot, gently put it back into the water, and said gloomily: "No... In the past, he took care of me more. "
"Oh, really?" Seeing him like this, he suddenly felt displeased, he raised his foot again, stepped between Yan Zhi's legs, hooked his lips and said, "What do you take care of?"
"Take care of you here?"
Yan Zhi snorted, raised his head, and looked at him with moist eyes: "Ah Yan..."
He corrected coldly: "Your Highness."
Yan Zhi held his ankle, and his breathing became heavy: "Your Royal Highness..."