Ji Sishen originally wanted to tease and tease his innocent little man, but he suddenly felt that the enchantment of the demons was broken, and there was the summoning of the demons, so Ji Sishen had to let Xicheng go.But before getting up, he pinched Xicheng's face.
"Wait back to the Demon Race, let's get married."
Xicheng's has not been normal since the beginning, but he also gave a low hum.
Now that he and Ji Sishen have done everything, they can get married.
Ji Sishen sat up directly, pushed back his long hair his, "Xicheng, help me wear it."
"My back hurts and my legs are soft and I don't want to move."
This voice has a coquettish and sweet smell, which is completely irresistible.
Xicheng sat up, picked up the robes on the side, and carefully put them on Ji Sishen one by one.
When his fingertips his touched Ji Sishen 's warm skin, Xicheng still blushed unconsciously.
If it wasn't for the Demon Race, Ji Sishen still didn't know how to make trouble in Xicheng.
They didn't leave until they were dressed.
"Go back to the Demon Race first, something should have happened."
Xicheng hummed, and his face he became a little dignified.
He is worried, is it someone from the Feng family...
Ji Si deeply saw what Xicheng was thinking, so he leaned back on Xicheng's arms with his arms folded, and looked up at Xicheng slightly.
"Don't worry, it's not necessarily the Feng family."
"Although the Feng family has stepped into the upper three clans with one foot, it is too tender to want to do something with the demon clan."
Ji Sishen suddenly remembered the first time, probably from Tianling Palace.
Then the Feng family is not necessarily taking the opportunity to have the oriole behind.
Xicheng let Ji Sishen lean against him firmly, and his heart his was calmed down a bit because of Ji Sishen 's words his.
"I don't want to move, Xiaoxicheng, take me back to the Demon Race."
In some respects, his host his is still unable to attack.
Xicheng nodded and immediately hugged Ji Sishen.
And Ji Si deeply rested in Xicheng's arms his.
"Set off!"
There was a faint smile in Xicheng's eyes.When the two returned to the Demon Race, those people were like prophets who had left long ago.
Not even a shadow.
Ah.
These people really know when to pick.
When he was deliberately chosen to help Xicheng find medicinal herbs and restore his spiritual energy his.
There is the breath of Tianling Palace, so it seems that someone may betray the information.
Seeing the two returning, Mo Xiu immediately stepped forward.
"Master."
Ji Sishen jumped down from Xicheng's arms and nodded.
"How's it going?"
"Fortunately, the damage is not serious because the leader has made us ready at any time."
"It's just that a few people were injured, and the barrier made by the leader was also broken."
Ji Sishen doesn't care about enchantment or something.
"Let the injured person rest well."
"It's still the people from Tianling Palace who came to make trouble this time?"
Tianling Palace?
On the side, Xicheng frowned in disbelief.
Ji Si was deeply aware of his doubts his and leaned against Xicheng's arms his.
"What's wrong?"
"Tianling Palace and I... have a grudge."
Only then did Ji Sishen learn from the system that Xicheng 's spiritual power was completely lost and his spiritual roots his were destroyed, all of which were done by people from Tianling Palace.
The original ruler of the Tianling Palace should have been Xicheng, but the current leader Long Yao used a shady method to make Xicheng fall to the bottom overnight.
Although Xicheng's master maintained it, he couldn't stop those people from falling into trouble.
In order not to embarrass his master his, Xicheng left the Tianling Palace and returned to the Xi family.
But the people of the Xi family are no better than the people of Tianling Palace.
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