C36 Beauty

Ting Ao had yet to return from the Demon Realm, and Ling Yu could clearly feel that Qing Bai's mood was getting lower and lower day by day.

He hated himself for having to pretend to be innocent every day. He raised his head and asked, "Martial Uncle Qing, why aren't Senior Brother Ao and Senior Brother Chenyun back yet? Where did he go?"

Qing Bai touched his head and smiled. "Don't worry about them."

It was even uglier than crying.

Ling Yu could only hug him even tighter. He knew that Qing Bai couldn't let go of Ting Ao, and he also knew that Qing Bai was worried about the Demon God. He wasn't willing to give up, but he knew that right now, he could only play dumb and act cute.

Qing Bai, on the other hand, was in a good mood, not because of Ling Yu, but because of the new tenant who lived next door to them.

When Qing Bai brought Ling Yu downstairs to eat, he happened to meet the man who was staying at the hotel. He was alone and had a sword at his waist. He was talking to the waiter, "I want to stay at the hotel."

Her appearance was first-rate, and even her voice was very pleasant to hear. When she turned around, she did not seem angry when she met Qing Bai's sizing gaze, and even nodded at Qing Bai in a friendly manner.

On the other hand, Qing Bai blushed and did not speak for a long time.

Ling Yu frowned. The Merfolk's natural sensitivity to their enemies made him instantly feel a sense of crisis. Just from Qing Bai's attitude towards that person, he could tell that something was wrong.

The Merfolk were competitive and had a strong sense of territory. When that person swept his gaze across him, even if he was smiling, Ling Yu felt that his territory had been invaded, or was about to be invaded.

Ling Yu calmed himself down, knocked on Qing Bai's bowl, and shook his head: "Martial Uncle, why are you blushing? Is it hot?"

"No, it's nothing." Qing Bai drank a mouthful of water in a panic. He did not understand why his heart was beating so fast. That person had only looked at him once, and he was still unable to calm down.

The man's every frown and smile, his voice, his walking posture, and even the fluttering corner of his clothes were all things that Qing Bai liked. Other than being a man, everything else seemed to be born for Qing Bai's liking.

This was a different world of cultivation. Ling Lang, Yueya, Senior Brother Qing, and Ling Yu knew that Ting Ao's appearance was excellent, but Qing Bai felt that only that person was worthy of the word "beauty."

"What is a beauty? Can you eat her?" Ling Yu pulled on Qing Bai's sleeve and wrapped it around him to talk to him.

"A beauty is a very beautiful person. Her eyes, nose, and mouth are all beautiful, not a single bit more or less," Qing Bai patiently told him.

Ling Yu thought for a moment, then reached out his hand to hug Qing Bai and spun around happily: "That Martial Uncle Qing is a beauty. In Ling Yu's heart, Martial Uncle is the most beautiful."

Qing Bai lovingly scratched his nose and said, "I'm not as good looking as that person..." He hugged Ling Yu to his chest and coaxed him, "Then, Martial Uncle wants you to do something. Will you agree?"

"Do what?" Ling Yu asked.

"Let's bring some food to the person next door, okay?"

"Why go to him?" Ling Yu asked again.

"Think about it. There must be a lot of inconveniences for that person to stay in a hotel alone. Can we go and help him?"

Qing Bai's plan was full of loopholes, but Ling Yu only blinked his big eyes and replied crisply, "Alright, let's go see the beauty."

However, in his heart, he carefully thought about the word "beauty." So it turned out that Martial Uncle liked beautiful women, but what kind of appearance would he take in order to be called a "beauty" in his heart?

Merfolk would only grow into the appearance of a teenager after they grew up. The level of their appearance was determined by the essence of all things in the world and the level of their own Spiritual Force. Of course, there were some "crooked ways" that could change their appearance.

Ling Yu frowned and made a plan in his heart.

On this side, Qing Bai's plan to hit on them was also going smoothly. Even though the gifts were all things that children liked to eat, the man did not seem dissatisfied at all and even invited them in for tea.

"Alright, alright." Qing Bai could not look straight at that person, and his gaze kept darting around. Thinking that this was that person's "boudoir," he became even more anxious.

"I don't have anything to return the favor. I've always carried this fragrance bag with me. I hope you don't mind."

"No, I won't." Qing Bai reached out his hands to receive it, and accidentally touched the person's hand. He felt a slight warmth, and his heart was flustered and helpless, "Thank, thank you."

Ling Yu tilted his head in Qing Bai's arms and thought, Martial Uncle Qing looks so good when he blushes. That person was not as good-looking as Martial Uncle Qing and looked so annoying.

The two of them had some polite conversation, and Qing Bai was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak properly. His excitement covered his heart, so he didn't see the coldness and impatience hidden in the man's smiling expression.

Until he returned to his room, Qing Bai's head was heavy and his feet were light. Ling Yu secretly hit him a few times. Could it be that he had been poisoned by that person? Otherwise, why would he look so absent-minded?

Qing Bai did not fall asleep. He caressed the fragrance bag that the person had given him, and his mind replayed the smiling face of that person. Could it be that he had fallen in love with him? Love at first sight? But no matter how good-looking that person was, he was still a man.

The door was suddenly pushed open. Qing Bai sat up and saw Ting Ao walking towards him.

Ting Ao was still the same, but there was something different about him.

It was indescribably strange.

"Master," Ting Ao's voice was hoarse, "Master, do you miss me?"

"I..." At first, he really wanted to, but after meeting that person, he seemed to be unable to think about anything else. His mind was filled with that person.

Ting Ao was not satisfied with Qing Bai's hesitation. He roughly pushed him onto the bed and sniffed him like an animal, "You smell like someone else? Why? Why!"

Qing Bai was confused by Ting Ao's questioning tone. He felt as guilty as a bad wife who had fallen out of love. "I, I didn't."

"You lied to me! You've always lied to me! You lied to me in the past, and now you lie to me too. I really want to cut out your heart and see how it looks like."

His tone was vicious and sad, and Qing Bai could not help but feel sad, "I, I didn't lie to you, I..." I just met a person.

The words were stuck in his throat, but he still did not say it out loud.

"What else do you want to say? I don't believe it. I should have locked you up. I am the only one who can see you, and I am the only one who can see you."

Outside the barrier, Ling Yu saw Ting Ao tearing Qing Bai's clothes and kissing his lips. Unable to contain his anger, he revealed his fangs and scales.

Chenyun's upper and lower teeth were chattering as he spoke with a trembling voice, "Your ability is not enough to break through Master's barrier, not to mention that Master is already Demon God."

Ling Yu opened his amber eyes wide, staring so hard that Chenyun's hands and feet turned cold. He suddenly turned around and angrily ran downstairs, knocking down a low-level demon. In an instant, he used his sharp teeth to cut its neck.

Chenyun looked at the two people torturing each other in the barrier, then looked at Ling Yu, who was drinking demonic blood in the corridor, and let out a long sigh.

"Eh, love."