Yun Yao looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao and said sweetly, "You must be the junior sister from the Xiaoyao Sect that Master mentioned! I am Yun Yao from the Qingxuan Sect."
Cheng Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, "Nice to meet you."
"Senior Brother Wangyou, when did you come back?" Yun Yao turned her gaze to Lan Wangyou and asked again.
Lan Wangyou frowned and looked at her, then asked in a cold voice, "Are we familiar with each other?"
Yun Yao's face turned pale and she looked down at her toes. "No... no, it's Yun Yao who's being rude."
Cheng Xiaoxiao: “???” Senior brother, are you a little too straight?
Seeing Yun Yao's bad face, Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly tried to make amends for Lan Wangyou, "Um, Miss Yun Yao, my senior brother speaks quite directly, please don't mind!"
Yun Yao waved her hands, "No, it was Yun Yao who was rude."
Lan Wangyou listened to the two people's conversation and felt extremely annoyed.
Why does this girl named Yun Yao talk so much?
She is so noisy!
Lan Wangyou said to Yun Yao with a stern face, "Miss, my junior sister and I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, before Yun Yao could react, Lan Wangyou grabbed Cheng Xiaoxiao's wrist and took her away.
As Cheng Xiaoxiao was being pulled away, she waved to Yun Yao, "Miss Yun Yao, goodbye. We'll meet again if we're lucky!"
Yun Yao looked at the two people's backs as they left and lowered her head with some disappointment.
"Does Senior Brother Wangyou not like me very much? Am I too annoying?" she thought to herself.
Wang Songshan, who was following behind her, said softly, "Junior sister, they have gone far away. We should leave now."
Yun Yao looked again at the direction where Lan Wangyou and the other person left, then turned and left.
…
abyss.
When the big knife surrounded by black evil spirit was about to fall on the man, a pale hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the knife strangely.
The girl was startled and her eyes fell on the man sitting on the throne. The man had opened his eyes at some point, and his dark and deep eyes were staring at her in confusion.
The man spoke, his voice a little hoarse and his words were intermittent, "Who... are you, and why... do you want to kill me?"
The girl stared at the man, hatred in her eyes surging like a huge wave, "Who am I?"
"Haha!" The girl laughed at herself, "Yeah! You're the high and mighty Demon King, how could you possibly remember a bastard like me?"
The Nightmare raised his eyelids and looked at the girl's somewhat familiar face, frowning as if he was thinking about something.
"Who are you……"
"Qingyun?" The Nightmare Demon was obviously a little shocked. He didn't expect that the girl who wanted to kill him was actually his child with that woman.
"That's right!" Tang Qingyun snorted coldly, "You're ashamed that you still remember my name, father."
The Nightmare Demon frowned even deeper, and asked knowingly, "Where's your mother?"
This sentence seemed to be the key to unlock hatred, and Tang Qingyun's face became visibly gloomy.
"You still dare to mention my mother?" Tang Qingyun shouted angrily, "Are you worthy?"
"presumptuous!"
"Cough cough cough..." The Nightmare Demon yelled and then started coughing madly.
"Is this how you talk to your father?" The Nightmare looked at Tang Qingyun with displeasure in his eyes.
He felt that Tang Qingyun did not take him, his father, seriously at all and was offending his dignity as the Demon King.
"I don't have a father." Tang Qingyun looked at the Nightmare Demon and said word by word.
It happened in a flash. Just as Tang Qingyun finished her words, she suddenly turned the handle of the knife and broke free from the grip of the nightmare demon.
The next moment, the big knife fell towards the nightmare demon again with a murderous aura.
The blade quickly pierced through the body of the nightmare demon. A smile appeared on Tang Qingyun's lips, but the next moment, her smile froze on her face, and her eyes widened, as if she had seen something incredible.
The body of the Nightmare Demon, which was originally pierced by the blade, now dispersed like smoke and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Tang Qingyun turned around suddenly and saw the Nightmare Demon standing behind her, looking at her with a hideous grin on his face.
The Nightmare Demon's gaze fell on the blade held by Tang Qingyun, a mocking smile playing on his lips, "Do you think you can kill your father with this [Soul-Breaking Sword] that can cut through anything?"
"I'm telling you, you're being too naive. Even if this body is just a clone I left behind a thousand years ago, and my cultivation isn't as strong as before, I'm not someone you, a Fusion Stage demon, can easily kill."
"Really?" Tang Qingyun sneered and slowly put away the [Soul-Breaking Sword].
"In that case, I will let you see how I kill you and avenge my mother."
After she finished speaking, Tang Qingyun raised her right hand, and a grayish-white spiritual power emanated from her palm.
When the Nightmare Demon saw this ball of grayish-white spiritual power, a rare look of fear appeared on his face.
"You... actually inherited that woman's devouring power?!"
"Hmph!" Tang Qingyun snorted coldly, "You didn't expect that! Today, while you're still recovering, I'm going to devour everything you have and become the Demon King of this demon clan."
The Nightmare Demon's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "You're looking for death!"
"Even if you have the power of devouring, so what? I've been a demon king for so many years, and I'm no pushover."
--boom!
The two terrifying spiritual powers suddenly collided with each other, causing the dark red palace to shake three times. The bricks and stones inside the palace were shattered, splashing bursts of smoke and dust.
——Next time!
A big knife surrounded by black evil spirit cut a gap in the smoke and dust, and slashed towards the nightmare demon fiercely.
The blade rapidly enlarged in the eyes of the Nightmare Demon. The next moment, the Nightmare Demon's figure flashed, disappeared from the spot, and instantly appeared behind Tang Qingyun.
No matter how fast he was, the sharp blade still cut off a strand of his hair.
The Nightmare Demon looked at Tang Qingyun's back, and without any hesitation, he struck Tang Qingyun on the back with a palm.
This sudden attack caused Tang Qingyun to fly forward uncontrollably and land on the ground not far ahead.
A streak of bright red blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth. Tang Qingyun raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, supported herself on the ground with both hands, and stood up slowly and firmly.
She turned and looked at the Nightmare, her nominal father, with no warmth in her eyes. "Today, even if it means risking my own life, I will... kill you!!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed towards the nightmare like a cannonball.
…
Bafang City.
Lan Wangyou took Cheng Xiaoxiao across three streets before letting go of his hand.
"Okay, now they shouldn't be able to catch up."
Cheng Xiaoxiao curled her lips and looked at him speechlessly, "Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you really don't know how to be gentle with women."
Lan Wangyou replied calmly: "Oh!"
Cheng Xiaoxiao: "How can you say such cold words with a mouth that's 36 degrees Celsius?"
Lan Wangyou glanced at her and said, "Just say it with your mouth!"
Cheng Xiaoxiao: Good boy! I can’t figure out this answer!
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