Chapter 621 The old thief will die

The roar of the Emperor's Sword was earth-shaking and finally woke up Zhu Chuideng.

Zhu Chuideng sat on the throne without moving, his brown robe fluttering. He protected Ye Xiaoman with one hand and pointed at Xiao Chujing from a distance with the other.

The sky was torn open, and a sea of ​​blood hung down, like a huge blood-red waterfall hanging in front of Xiao Chujing, blocking his figure and attack.

The red spider lilies bloomed layer by layer, and then pushed Xiao Chujing away. The blood-red sea of ​​flowers filled the center of Xiao Chujing and Ye Xiaoman for ten, a hundred, and a thousand feet. Xiao Chujing watched Ye Xiaoman's figure getting farther and farther away from him. Ye Xiaoman's body, sitting in Zhu Chuideng's arms, shrank rapidly, and finally became the size of a needle tip.

Under the pressure of Zhu Chuideng, Xiao Chu, who was in the Jindan stage, was like an ant to a mountain. His bones cracked under the overwhelming pressure of the Ghost Lord.

The ground beneath his feet, which had already shattered like a spider web, began to crack again. The sea of ​​red spider lilies caught up with Xiao Chujing. Countless bony hands stretched out from the cracks in the petals and grabbed Xiao Chujing's calves.

"Ah--" Xiao Chujing held the sword, opened his arms, looked up to the sky and roared, struggling hard.

Zhu Chuideng finally woke up from his dream. He looked at the devastated battle scene around him in surprise, glanced at Xiao Chujing, and then looked at the Ghost King not far away. He found that he was not dreaming, but was really summoned by Ye Xiaoman.

Zhu Chuideng lowered his head and saw Ye Xiaoman sitting in his arms, staring at him innocently, with an expression that seemed a little frightened.

Zhu Chuideng recalled his recklessness just now and felt a little annoyed.

His big hand left Ye Xiaoman's skirt and his face felt hot.

"Die, old thief!" Xiao Chujing's angry roar penetrated the hundred miles of Bianhua and was heard everywhere.

Zhu Chuideng listened to the scolding, raised his eyebrows, and finally had a normal reaction.

He let go of Ye Xiaoman with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, little girl. I thought I was dreaming."

Ye Xiaoman was speechless, thinking, Uncle, it's too outrageous for you to behave like this in your dream.

Zhu Chuideng's psychological quality is also first-class. He asked Ye Xiaoman questions despite the background sound of Xiao Chujing's excited voice of "old thief".

"Why did you summon me?"

Yuan Guiwang overheard this and quickly turned around, smiling at Ye Xiaoman in a very friendly manner.

——Baby, whether Aunt Yuan will die today depends entirely on you.

Ye Xiaoman briefly explained the grudge between Xiao Chujing and Yuan Guiwang, as well as how she was involved in the fight.

Ye Xiaoman sighed, "Actually, there's more to this than just this one incident. There are other troubles as well."

She had caused so much trouble that it would be as long as a piece of cloth.

"The ghost kings said I stole the Taotie beast and have been wanted throughout the country."

Zhu Chuideng listened to her gently, seeing her frowning face and counting on her fingers to complain about the persecution she had suffered, as if she was complaining to her elders.

Zhu Chuideng suddenly felt that Xiao Chujing and Yuan Guiwang were very far away from them, so far away that he and she formed an independent kingdom. His smile deepened.

Ye Xiaoman only said things that were favorable to her. Zhu Chuideng also learned from her ghostly luck that she had become a figure in the ghost world in a short period of time.

He pinched her chin and praised: "The little girl is very good."

Ye Xiaoman felt that Zhu Chuideng had become much more intimate with her in his words and actions since they hadn't seen each other for a while.

She couldn't be sure whether Zhu Chuideng was angry or not. After all, she had joined forces with Ji Wenyi and Jiaying to kill many of his men. She had also bullied his Ghost King. She directly attacked the Ghost Lord's authority.

But from what Zhu Chuideng said, he seemed to be quite proud of her.

Xiao Chujing's shout was clearly transmitted to the two of them through the sea of ​​red spider lilies.

"Old thief, let go of my junior sister and fight me!"

No matter how well-educated an old man is, it would be difficult for him to maintain his high quality after being provoked again and again by Xiao Chujing.

Ye Xiaoman noticed that Zhu Chuideng's face was a little gloomy, and hurriedly pleaded for Xiao Chujing.

"That's my senior from the same school. He was a little emotional because he was worried about my safety. He doesn't know about our relationship yet. Don't be angry, uncle."

If Xiao Chujingruo sent it, where would she go to get resources in the future?

Zhu Chuideng had a strange expression on his face when he heard Ye Xiaoman's concern for the male cultivator.

He vaguely knew that Ye Xiaoman had a lot of luck with women. From Jiaying to Yuemushan, he had already encountered two men who came to harass him.

He also recalled the scene where he had personally witnessed Jiaying hugging her and kissing her... The dyed cloth in the drying yard rustled in the wind, and a single eye peeked through the gap, the eye of the young man Zhu Chuideng, who was staring intently.

At a quick glance, I was attracted by the heat and suddenly became enlightened.

Zhu Chuideng felt that his body temperature was a little high, and the heat could not be dissipated. He felt like he was trapped in an old house without windows or doors, and he didn't know where the exit was.

He said without any particular emotion, "That person is angry, and it's not just because he's worried about you."

Ye Xiaoman avoided the main point and said, "Uncle, please spare his life."

Zhu Chuideng neither agreed nor rejected Ye Xiaoman's request.

Xiao Chujing finally cut off the bony hand that was holding on to his lower body.

He flew his sword, broke through the attack of the red spider lily, flew into the sky, and finally found the figures of Ye Xiaoman and Zhu Chuideng in front of him.

Xiao Chujing saw that Ye Xiaoman had been replaced by Zhu Chuideng again.

The junior sister is now sitting facing Zhu Chuideng.

Zhu Chuideng shamelessly bullied the junior sister again!

This, this scene... isn't this the posture of a man and a woman when they're frying rice!

Although Lao Deng no longer offended the junior sister by touching her, his gesture of holding her tightly was still taking advantage of her.

"Old thief, old thief!"

Xiao Chujing was so angry that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Zhu Chuideng tilted his head slightly, and Xiao Chujing's sword energy struck the throne regardless, just above his ear.

The throne was forged from the sword bones of a great monk and was harder than gold and jade. When the sword energy struck it, sparks flew everywhere.

"Ouch." Ye Xiaoman exclaimed.

She quickly turned around and warned Xiao Chujing that if she continued to make trouble, she would not be able to save his life.

Ghost King Yuan still kept his back to her, seemingly avoiding the Ghost Lord's privacy, but in fact, she didn't hear anything he should have heard, and she took a breath.

Xiao Chujing provoked the Ghost Lord to this extent, he was really risking his life and didn't care about his own life and death at all. She completely couldn't understand the young people nowadays.

Zhu Chuideng remained unmoved.

He saw that Ye Xiaoman was only wearing an outer robe. She was fine in his arms, but she would be cold if she left him, so he took off his outer robe and put it on her.

Her calves were cold in the air. He lifted her waist with one hand and held her legs together with the other.

Ye Xiaoman knelt on Zhu Chuideng's legs. When Zhu Chuideng was holding her, it was difficult for her to maintain her balance and she accidentally fell on Zhu Chuideng's face.

Zhu Chuideng paused, then gentlemanly moved his face back slightly, away from her heart.

His voice softened, "Go wait for uncle over there first."