The Demon Emperor of Lingfei Qingtian Has Been Captured

Do you want to visit Xianyu? He asked softly, Let's go for a walk together.

Immortal Realm? Jun Muqian paused, brows slightly frowned, But the Immortal Realm won't allow demon cultivators to enter.

The fourth soul is a demon cultivator, and any immortal cultivator who encounters it will launch a frantic pursuit.

However, she wanted to go to Xianyu.

That day, she didn't believe what Xue Yan told her on behalf of the first son of the Eastern Region.

Apart from being on the Dang Zhu Bang with her, the first son of the Eastern Region has no other relationship.

She used to be very curious about the appearance of the first son of the Eastern Region.

But now I'm not interested in it anymore. After meeting Rong Qing, she was so charming and popular, but she couldn't catch her eyes.

Moreover, no matter what the first son of the Eastern Region said was true or not, the place beyond the cloud was a very dangerous place for her.

But she really had to go again, even though she knew there was a trap.

Hearing this, the smile lines on Bai Yirong's lips deepened, and her brows and eyes became softer: Is Mu Mu caring about me?

How did Jun Muqian resist this kind of tone, and her tone became a little lighter: I don't care, who else do I care about?

fine.

The fourth soul has become much more normal during this time, and no longer wants to bite her neck.

As long as she guarantees the gathering process of these two souls safe and sound, she can retire perfectly.

Then, just wait for Rong Qing to recover, and lock him out of the house for a hundred years!

It's just that Jun Muqian didn't notice that when she said this, Bai Yirong's light eyes fixed on that position for a few seconds before she turned her head and smiled: Mumu cares about me, is it because she likes me? ?”

Cough cough cough... Jun Muqian choked on the bluntness, and she replied naturally, I like light beauties the most.

It seems that once the nature is released, it is out of control.

I remember. Bai Yirong lifted his chin lightly, with a beautiful and attractive curve, and a smile, Mumu likes me.

Huh? Jun Muqian couldn't help being a little confused, why the fourth soul has always been obsessed with this sentence.

Could it be that her love for him is still fake?

Mumu, do you want to sleep for a while? Bai Yirong narrowed his eyes slightly, and he smiled peacefully, You must have been very tired after guarding me all night last night.

Meow meow meow!

Nonsense, the first half of the night was obviously guarded by the cat!

Bai Yirong glanced casually at the little milk cat with its teeth and claws, narrowed its eyes, and continued: I'm right here, Mumu, I'll sleep with you in my arms.

The little milk cat didn't dare to bark anymore: ...

Just now, it saw such a strong murderous aura that it scared the whole cat to death.

This is not its friendly little master!

Why would the master send it down to do this tough drudgery meow!

Jun Muqian thought for a while, and found that she really had nothing urgent to do at the moment, so she simply lay down.

This time, what she smelled was not the familiar fragrance of Sala flowers, but a faint fragrance of snow.

Very clean and soft.

Like a clear river, slowly flowing through the atrium.

If he hadn't felt the strong magic power, Jun Muqian would have thought that Bai Yirong was a Buddhist cultivator.

She turned over and buried herself in his chest, feeling the strong heartbeat there.

Before slowly falling asleep, Jun Muqian suddenly said something in his heart.

Among Buddhas and demons in life, Buddhas and demons are of the same origin.

**

Thick foliage covered the other side of the river, and also the other two figures.

And at this time——

Crack... bang!

With a crisp sound, the huge tree trunk that could not be surrounded by ten people suddenly broke apart and fell to the ground.

And the moment it touched the ground... it turned into dust!

...

After the trunk shattered, the slender figure standing behind the tree was revealed.

A handsome and ascetic man, his figure was perfectly outlined by his black clothes.

No one can match the inherent dignity and magnificence.

But at this moment, he exuded an extremely cold aura, rushing towards his face with a strong killing intent, the coercion was unbearable.

Your Highness, Your Highness... The servant of Foyu knelt on the ground, trembling, his whole body was trembling.

He felt that he had discovered a great secret and that he was about to die.

what did he see

He actually saw the human boy who showed his love to His Royal Highness Buddha at the tribal gathering, and now he has transformed into a woman, not to mention being hugged by another man!

Moreover, he was also a man who looked exactly like their Highness the Buddha.

This is simply... This is simply not something that humans can do!

The waiter couldn't imagine how bold a person must be to dare to do such a thing.

He would not dare to give him a hundred lives or ten thousand lives.

But this human being has done it, and is so aboveboard, where did he have the courage?

Previously, they were driven away by His Majesty Buddha, and they didn't know how to explain to His Majesty Buddha.

But not long after, His Royal Highness Fozi followed, his cold face showed that he was in an extremely bad mood.

None of them dared to speak, for fear of offending Fowei and risking their lives.

As a result, they had just returned to the Buddha Realm, and when they hadn't even set foot in the door, His Highness Fozi suddenly repented and went to the Demon Realm again.

Before leaving, in order to reassure all the servants of the Buddha Realm, he brought one of them with him.

One of the servants was very desperate at the moment, he almost saw how he was silenced.

Although after choosing the path of Buddhism and Taoism, he began to exterminate emotion and desire, but he could also see that His Highness Fozi was definitely tempted.

Not just simply tempted, but also enamored.

Although the waiter couldn't understand the reason, he still clearly knew some things about men and women.

It is estimated that this human being threw himself into His Highness Fozi's arms before, but His Highness Fozi ignored him and found another person in a rage.

This is good, but His Royal Highness Buddha regretted it.

It must be so!

Didn't you see that the eyes of His Highness Buddha's son can kill people?

Your Highness, calm down! Calm down! The waiter wanted to cry but had no tears, Your Highness, let's go back to the Buddha Land as soon as possible. You will not be able to survive the demonic calamity in this state. Let Your Majesty help you calm down!

Get out. Xuan Yi Rongqing's expression turned cold, and his voice became even colder, Don't make me say it a second time.

The waiter fell silent for a moment: ...

He also didn't know that with his observation ability, he couldn't see everything that His Royal Highness was thinking.

Xuan Yi Rongqing really wanted to kill someone, if his restraint was strong, he would have already acted now.

He knew that this woman must not have said those words to him sincerely.

Saying that she likes him, what she likes the most, and what she only likes him... are all lying to him.

Now, he has seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears.

She also said she liked another person, and hugged another person too.

As long as he thought of this point, Xuan Yirong found that no matter how much he recited the Buddha's name, he could not calm down his mind.

He frowned, a look of confusion flashed across his double pupils.

Didn't he make up his mind to cut off the delusion, he threw her down so decisively, why is this delusion still disturbing him?

Moreover, the impact is even greater.

Xuan Yirong's eyes were light and deep, and his eyes passed through the woods, and locked directly on the woman in purple in the distance.

Looking at it like this, suddenly, an inexplicable emotion rose in my heart, and I felt a little wronged.

At this moment, he still doesn't know that this kind of emotion is called jealousy.

no.

She agreed that if she liked him, she couldn't just be abducted by a black-hearted demon cultivator, she must keep her word.

Who doesn't have such a thing as a face?

Even if they look exactly the same, he is better.

Xuan Yirong was thinking lightly, and indifferently made a decision in his heart——

He wants to take the initiative to make this woman see the true face of that demon cultivator, and then tie her up and take her by his side, so that she cannot walk away even a step.

Finally, kill again.

Well, I still want to kill and let her lie to him, he is not so easy to lie to.

**

Jun Muqian who woke up did not know that the two boats she was on had turned over.

Another one, there are also hidden signs of overturning.

She opened her sleepy eyes and yawned, exhausted.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the man in white holding the little milk cat in his arms.

His fingers are long and slender, with distinct bones, and the fingertips are as white as jade, warm and cool.

Every inch and every centimeter is a treasure in this world.

Jun Muqian propped his elbows and looked at the man in white in the sunlight, his heart moved slightly.

She doesn't seek luxury or glory, as long as she can see him every morning after waking up.

This is enough.

Meow... The little milk cat lazily stretched out a paw and licked it, glanced at the other side of the river, and sighed humanely.

This little master has a dark belly, he must have inherited it from his father.

But the other little master seemed a little stupid, and he didn't know who could win the beauty's heart in the end.

It is estimated that the one that fails will be miserable.

However, the little mistress looked even worse, about to be robbed by two little masters.

The little milk cat thought so, and finally decided that it should watch this so-called Enter the Dragon, and when the time comes, when the soul of the little master returns to its place, it will have a handle.

When he was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the future, the little milk cat suddenly felt pain in his hair, and couldn't help crying: Meow!

The conditioned reflex is normal, and it jumped into the arms of the woman in purple clothes after a little rubbing.

Little mistress help!

However, the little milk cat had just rushed over, and before it fell down, it was picked up again by a slender hand.

Meow meow, don't make trouble. Bai Yirong frowned slightly, Mumu just woke up, don't bully her.

Little milk cat: ???

Who is bullying whom?

It's so hard to be a cat, it's just a fantasy, and it's captured the little Jiujiu in its heart.

The little milk cat was a little sad, turned around, and looked lightly with his back to the white clothes.

Jun Muqian became more interested: Qing Meiren, what is the name of this cat?

Bai Yi said lightly: Meow meow.

He said these three words in a very calm tone, but his voice was low and cold, and he smiled naturally, which was even more touching.

Listening, Jun Muqian suddenly felt his heart go numb, as if he had been shaken by something.

She hammered her left chest expressionlessly, suppressing the disappointing heartbeat, and then asked: Did you take it?

Bai Yirong shook his head slightly: It said it by itself.

Little milk cat: ...

Nonsense!

It obviously has a more powerful name!

Jun Muqian glanced at the little white milk cat and understood.

Earlier, Ying Zijin said that the cat had a very powerful aura, and it was either her mother-in-law's or her father-in-law's.

It seems that this name was also chosen by her mother-in-law or father-in-law.

Suddenly, Jun Muqian felt comforted.

It seems that she is not the only one who is named after people and things.

Look, Miao Miao Miao and Rong Gun Gun really have a wonderful similarity.

When she meets her mother-in-law and father-in-law, she must discuss the way of naming.

Bai Yirong slightly raised his eyebrows, and his voice was clear and seductive: Mumu likes cats?

My preferences are the same as yours. Jun Muqian shook his head, I like whatever you like, of course...

She paused for a moment, her expression slightly solemn: I still like you the most, the light beauty.

I like the little round-haired beast you turned into the most, she really wants to touch it.

Hearing this sentence, Bai Yi smiled lightly, thoughtfully: Does Mumu like me the most?

Just as Jun Muqian was about to answer, she suddenly felt a cold murderous aura, but it wasn't directed at her.

Then only...

Qingmei, let's go. Jun Muqian really didn't know that her other boat was on the other side, she thought it was the enemy coming again, Let's go to the fairyland, let's go to the teleportation place first.

Bai Yirong was slightly taken aback, and then smiled slowly, just as if the east wind was blowing, and three thousand peach blossoms were in full bloom: Mumu doesn't wait for others?

How could Jun Muqian not know who the other person was referring to in this sentence, she thought to herself, since the third soul is not here anyway, she still has to coax this soul first.

So she said: Where is there anyone else? I only have you.

As a result, as soon as the voice fell——

Crack...

The white clothes look light: a scheming man with a dark belly (?

Xuan Yi looks light: Tsundere, silly, sweet (?

Your Majesty: Too Difficult

Rong Qing: This is not me