The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 562
Qi Yao opened his eyes abruptly, the look of surprise in them was undecided, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

What did those dreams mean?
Why did he dream of a person who looked exactly like him, and who was the last voice that persuaded him to "don't believe it"?

There are so many doubts that even Qi Yao himself can't figure it out, but he always feels that this dream is implying something, and it doesn't seem like an ordinary thing...

After a while, the boy shook his head to himself.Forget it, maybe he was worrying too much, it was just an inexplicable dream.

There was movement from Shimen.

Qi Yao adjusted his state, closed his eyes, but his mind was full of getting the demon king's feather, thinking of meeting those little demons seven days later.

This means that he must please her, and must gain her trust...

The stone door opened slowly, and a familiar figure walked in from the door.

The girl changed into an ordinary black gown, which didn't match the complicated patterns before, and the color looked a bit dark.

Yin Ran'er walked over without saying a word, as if she had no intention of communicating.

As it got closer, Qi Yao smelled a faint smell of blood, glanced over from the corner of the eye, and found several dark spots on her clothes, which were not so obvious, it should be blood stains...

Is she hurt?

"Don't move." Yin Ran'er suddenly gently grabbed his wrist, sat on the edge of the ice bed, leaned down, and leaned his side face against his chest: "Let me hold you for a while."

At this moment, Qi Yao's mind went blank, and he almost forgot to think, so he froze and let her lean on him.

The girl's temperature spread to his body little by little through the clothes, and his chest was scorching hot, like a fire.Even though he was lying on the ice, he couldn't control the heat in his heart.

Really, what is this doing...

"Master?"

Qi Yao tried his best to suppress his voice and maintain a normal tone: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Why did she suddenly hug him when she came back after a few days of absence...

After waiting for a while, Yin Ran'er still didn't answer.

Qi Yao felt that the way of asking should be wrong, so he tactfully changed the question and tried to ask: "I haven't seen you these days, what did you do?"

Still no answer.

Sure enough, it doesn't work...

His heart gradually sank, and he pursed his thin lips, forbearance turned pale, and finally said in a low voice: "Sorry, it's the villain who broke the rules."

"Going to fight."

Hearing the sound, Qi Yao raised his eyes to look at her.

"The immortal is out of the gate." Yin Ran'er let go of the hand holding his wrist, slid it to the palm of his hand, and held it gently: "The group of immortals wanted the deity to hand you over, but it didn't work out. Just fought with them."

The young man's heart ached slightly, as if he had been poked by something, and there were bursts of soreness.

"Then... Master, let me be handed over to the fairy world, otherwise it will affect the friendship between the two worlds."

"impossible."

Before Qi Yao could react, he heard Yin Ran'er's resolute attitude: "Just relying on those self-righteous immortals, how dare you come to ask for someone?"

"It is impossible for the deity to hand you over to them."

Yin Ran'er sneered, and there was a rare hint of irony in her calm eyes, laughing at those immortals who were overestimating their capabilities.

Maybe the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

Qi Yao's expression was complicated, and he asked almost from the heart: "Why, don't you hate trouble the most?"

(End of this chapter)