C32 There Was Demonic Energy

Night.

There was only one room, and when it was time to sleep, Qing Bai was troubled.

Ling Yu was still young, so he should sleep on the bed. Ting Ao was the male lead, so how could Qing Bai dare to let him sleep on the ground? However, Ling Yu held on tightly to Qing Bai's clothes, and right now, Ling Yu could cry at any time. "I want to sleep with Martial Uncle. I'm afraid."

Finally, it was decided that Ling Yu would sleep in the bed, Qing Bai would sleep outside the bed, Ting Ao would sleep on the bed, and Chenyun would sleep on the ground. Recently, Chenyun's health had been poor, so Qing Bai felt embarrassed to let him sleep on the ground. " It's all Martial Uncle's fault. It's good to book two rooms. I'll have to trouble you tonight. "

Chenyun quickly shook his head to indicate that it didn't matter. Recently, Ling Yu had been absorbing spiritual qi without restraint, so he was walking in a daze. His eyes were blurry, and he didn't even have his morning exercise. This greatly damaged his dignity as a man, and he didn't even dare to let him sleep in bed. If he stayed close to Ling Yu for a few more days, he wouldn't even be able to maintain his human form.

"Uncle-Master, I think it's a good arrangement. I like sleeping underground." Besides, the master's eyes were telling him, "I will eat you if you sleep on the bed!" Chenyun shook his head like a rattle drum in fear.

"Alright, alright." Qing Bai held his head with a pained heart. "Stop shaking your head. If you keep shaking it, it will fall off."

Now that Chenyun's problem had been solved, the main event was Ting Ao. When Qing Bai saw Ting Ao sitting on the edge of the bed, he raised his eyebrows and quickly went over to ask, "Do you have any objections? Why don't you sleep in the bed?"

Ting Ao leaned his big head on Qing Bai's shoulder, like a big dog begging for comfort: "Master only hears the laughter of the new, how can he care about the tears of the old? Master didn't even notice that I caught a cold. I'm in so much pain right now, I can't breathe."

Liar! How could a demon catch a cold!

Even though he knew that Ting Ao was definitely fine, Qing Bai still reached out his hand to touch his black hair because of the slight weakness he revealed. "Why are you so careless? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Master, just touch it. I feel much better in my heart."

For some reason, Qing Bai felt that Ting Ao's words were very erotic, but he still obediently combed his fine, knotted hair. Suddenly, Ting Ao let out a groan between enjoyment and pain, scaring Qing Bai so much that he immediately stopped moving.

Qing Bai lowered his head and looked into Ting Ao's eyes. His eyes seemed to contain starlight, and Qing Bai felt his mood surging like the blood in Ting Ao's heart that he had just drunk. He hurriedly pushed him down and covered himself with the blanket in a panic. "I, I'm sleepy. I want to sleep."

Qing Bai hid himself under the blanket, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried. His mind was filled with the look in Ting Ao's eyes when he looked at him, and the doting smile on his face.

Qing Bai constantly reminded himself that Ting Ao was an ancient demon, heartless and reckless, and not the good disciple who had accompanied him for five years and taken good care of him.

Right now, he was only good to him because of the relationship between master and disciple. It was just that he had yet to become an obstacle for him to dominate the seven realms. It was all because of the blood in his heart that he had drunk at that time. Qing Bai's feelings for Ting Ao had changed subtly. From awe and fear to concern and dependence. Perhaps Ting Ao's kindness to him was also an illusion caused by the blood in his heart. After all, a part of his original body was in his own body. Who would resist another him?

But that was the blood of the ancient Demon God's heart, and to Qing Bai, who was about to complete his cultivation merit, it was useless. It even caused a crack to appear in Qing Bai's Dao heart. His own heavenly tribulation was approaching. Even if Ting Ao didn't beat him up because of Ling Lang, his future would have been ruined because he didn't succeed in crossing the tribulation.

Qing Bai kept thinking about random things, and his thoughts were wild. He fell into a whirlpool of thought, as if he had to make a choice between Ting Ao and his cultivation. He had to choose one of the two "doors of death" to enter. He paced back and forth, unable to give up on either of them, and kept struggling and panicking.

Ling Yu suddenly stood up and woke Qing Bai up. Qing Bai was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. He was so close to falling into a state of meditation that he couldn't escape.

Thanks to Ling Yu, Qing Bai quickly picked him up and asked, "What's wrong with Ling Yu? Is he hungry?"

"Martial Uncle, I can smell it. So much, so much, so fragrant..."

"What did you smell?"

"Demonic Qi and demonic Qi are everywhere."

Ting Ao and Chenyun also woke up. Chenyun opened the door and peeked through a small crack to look downstairs. He turned around and said to Qing Bai, "Martial Uncle, the downstairs is filled with demons and devils. It's so lively. They even hung red lights."

Qing Bai did not know anything about the Demon Realm, so he asked: "What do you mean by hanging a red light?"

"It means providing protection. We have come to the right place. This shop is not an ordinary inn." Chenyun frowned and closed the door, putting his sword on his waist.

Qing Bai hugged Ling Yu in his arms and stood up, "Let's go down and do as we agreed. Remember, don't use your Spiritual Force at will to avoid harming the innocent."

"Yes," the other three replied in unison.

The originally lively hall suddenly became quiet as Qing Bai and the other three went downstairs. Everyone stopped to look at them, and from time to time, there would be soft conversations in the special language of demons and devils.

Qing Bai and the others found a big table and sat down. From time to time, curious low-level demons would come to smell Qing Bai's scent, and the sound of their mouths clicking together was terrifyingly loud.

Only after confirming that Qing Bai and the others were not in danger did the lively scene return to normal. A bold demon came up to chat, "Where did this little brother come from? It's so dark, we have to be careful. "

Her gaze never left Qing Bai. Qing Bai muttered, "I... The child and I came out to find his mother."

"Mother?"

Qing Bai shrank back and patted Ling Yu, who was in his arms. "Yu'er, talk to big sister."

"Hello, big sister." Ling Yu smiled, revealing two rows of white fangs.

"Aiyo, your mouth is so sweet." The monster covered its face and laughed, even revealing its tail. Its thick snake tail that was covered in scales and green patterns swayed back and forth, and it seemed to be in a good mood.

There were a few demons sitting at a table not far away from Qing Bai. They were not in human form, but were fighting with the salted peanuts in front of them. Many times, they used their two claws to pick up chopsticks, but to no avail. They were so angry that the white fur on their heads stood up. Qing Bai felt that it was strange that it was imitating human behavior, and could not help but pay attention to it.

Demons were not a family. Demons were formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It was not impossible for them to cultivate to become immortals. It was unbelievable that the two of them could live in peace in this small hotel.

Qing Bai was seriously watching the demon make a fool of himself, and a smile appeared on his face. Unexpectedly, the demon suddenly raised its head and met Qing Bai's eyes.

"You fearless human, why are you looking at me?"