Devil Tries To Make Amends - Chap 129
But right now, in order to save Yun Qian’s life, he had to follow Ran Xiao’s instructions.
”Yes, father, thank you for not killing me.”
He saluted respectfully, and took Yun Qian back.
…
Because Yunqian disappeared for no reason, Ye Junli had been in a daze for a few days, he sent someone to Xiaoyao Valley, because Ranshen had made all the preparations, but he was disappointed and returned.
Qingyan led the people and searched almost every inch of the six realms, but found nothing.
”Ye Junli… Let’s look for it again, Yun Qian will be fine.” Qing Yan had no idea in his heart, so he could only say words of comfort in vain, he felt that the matter was too bizarre, except Ran Shen, who was still eyeing Yun Qian covetously , that is Rong Yin.
But he asked Rong Ji to investigate, but there was no useful news.
”…” Ye Junli didn’t say a word for the past few days, didn’t drink a drop of water, just sat silently in the cloud shallow room, his face was haggard due to the lack of rest for several days and nights.
”Ye Junli…you…” Qingyan was about to continue her futile persuasion, but was interrupted by an anxious voice.
”My lord, my lord, the man is back!” It was Jian Xie who brought the good news.
After Yun Qian was sent back to the Temple of Killing God by Ran Shen, she reluctantly left.
Only then did Ye Junli regain his sanity, got up abruptly, and ran out of the house at a gallop.
”Qianqian…” He said the only two words in the past few days, “Qianqian, where have you been? You scared me!”
He pulled Yunqian into his arms with such strength that he almost Wanting to crush Yun Qian’s bones, he kissed the top of his hair in a disorderly manner, his eyes
flushed slightly, “Are you injured? Who took you away?” At the end, I looked at it carefully, and was relieved to see that the little man was unharmed.
”No… I’m tired…” Yun Qian was exhausted and said expressionlessly.
Ye Junli felt a little strange, but seeing his listless look, he still didn’t want to delve into it, and said in harmony, “Okay, then let’s go to rest first.”
He picked up Yun Qian, walked slowly back into the room, and ordered People will check all the doors and windows again, and no gaps can be exposed.
The snow outside the house was still falling wantonly, and a thick layer of ice and snow had accumulated on the ground. Ever since Yunqian left, Ye Junli hadn’t even bothered to order someone to clean it.
”I want you to burn Ye Junli’s blood tomb!”
”I want you to burn Ye Junli’s blood tomb!”
”I want you to burn Ye Junli’s blood tomb! ”
”…”
Yunqian was in his sleep, and these words kept lingering in his ears, accompanied by that wanton laughing face, which made him unable to stop talking in his sleep: “Don’t…no…I don’t want… ”
His eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, and it was only a few days since he was away from Ye Junli, and he seemed to have lost weight again.
With Ye Junli’s keenness, he quickly realized that something was wrong with Yunqian, but he was only worried about his physical condition and nothing else.
Not only Ye Junli, but Qingyan also noticed it.
”Tell me, what happened to him? He disappeared for no reason, and he came back in such a state…” Qingyan couldn’t help expressing her worries, watching Ye Junli guarding Yunqian’s bed every step of the way, and also for him He is in a hurry.
”I checked inside and out just now, and there is no skin injury on Qianqian’s body… But he doesn’t seem to be in good spirits, I’m worried…”
Ye Junli wiped Yunqian’s forehead with a damp and hot handkerchief. Cold sweat, on such a cold day, he was actually sweating, and he couldn’t sleep well, his brows were furrowed all the time.
”Then have you checked on him for internal injuries?” Qingyan asked, reaching out to take Ye Junli’s handkerchief, and re-passing the hot water.
”I…” Ye Junli hesitated to speak, with a look of helplessness, “The inner alchemy was eroded by the bloodthirsty powder last time, so my judgment is not very accurate.”
”Then… Let the doctor take a look?” Qingyan suggested.
In fact, Qingyan knew about Ye Junli’s selfishness. To check whether Yunqian was injured internally, she had to take off her clothes and have her shirtless checked. Ye Junli definitely didn’t want anyone to see his darling’s body.
”I will guard him, and I will know if there is something strange about him.” Ye Junli was still unwilling to compromise.
Chapter 117 I have never regretted it,
”Master, Lord, please forgive me, please! Don’t beat me!” Yisheng knelt on the ground, watching Ranchen being hanged from the whip by Ranxiao On the stage, he was tied tightly with chains. This kind of whipping had gone through an hour, and at that moment, Ran Xiao had no intention of letting him go.
Although he promised not to take Yun Qian’s life, Ran Xiao must teach him a hard lesson for the mistakes that Ran Shen made before going his own way, and let him remember it in his heart.
From childhood to adulthood, as long as Ranchen made a mistake, no matter how big or small, punishment is indispensable.
And Ranchen was also used to his father’s punishment methods, and he was used to it for a long time, and he didn’t even cry out in pain.
But Yisheng looked at his master who was covered in bruises, and felt very distressed. He, who was always arrogant, cried and begged for mercy.
But how could Ranxiao change his principles just because of the few words of others, and when he gave the order again, he said loudly: “Hit me hard! Hit me until I can remember!” The blood has been dyed by the blood that is constantly spit out from Shen’s
mouth He was soaked, and the whipping on his back was still going on. He tried hard to recover his thoughts, and that innocent and cute little face seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
He suddenly couldn’t help laughing, and Rong Yin, who had been by Ranxiao’s side all the time, finally couldn’t help but say, “What are you laughing at?” Rong Yin saw that Ranchen was being punished like this, and she kept holding back with a sense of embarrassment. , he was worried that Ran Xiao would see the clues. He liked the matter of Ran Shen, but he didn’t want anyone to know.
Ran Shen endured the pain in the wound, and tried to raise his head, but he didn’t look at Rong Yin.
”I want to tell my father… even if you beat me to death… I won’t regret what I did for Yunqian… except for that time… using sulphur to test medicine…”
The experiment of using Yunqian to make sulphur grass was something that Ranshen remembered later, and regretted it the most… Every time he thought of the news from the Temple of Killing, telling Yunqian that he was dead, his piercing heart pierced his bones. The pain is still clearly engraved in my mind.
