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Before she finished speaking, Yan Zhu felt a figure flash before her eyes, and a dark color flashed across her vision. As the world spun around, she was embraced by Qingxuan. The man's jaw was clearly visible, and his brows were straight. When she got closer, she discovered that there was a faint beauty mole at the end of Qingxuan's upturned left eye, adding a hint of color to his cold white skin.
Zhongli Ye was already five or six meters away from the two of them, his expression sullen, his palms gathering demonic power: "Shameless."
Yan Zhu's heart was beating like a drum, and she couldn't pay attention to Zhong Li Ye who was about to lose control, so Qing Xuan's gaze at this moment was too hot. She had never seen a man's gaze so hot and tangible.
It seems like something has changed.
She steadied her breath and asked, "Why are you here? Won't it have any impact?"
Will it disrupt the original plan? Because Zhongli Ye was there, Yan Zhu's second half of the sentence was incoherent.
"No problem, it's not a big deal."
Qingxuan understood the woman's hidden meaning, restrained his expression, replied to Yanzhu indifferently, and then looked towards the opposite side where the demonic energy was surging.
For a moment, the scene was full of chaos and tension.
In a bamboo house not far away, Qing Jian stroked his chin and said, "So that brat came here on his own. Now we're going to have a good show. But my son is still injured. Can he win? I heard that the man over there is the Demon King."
Dongfang Ye glanced at Qing Jian, who seemed to be enjoying the fun, and was speechless for a moment: "You're hoping for something good, right? Besides, when the Demon King comes to the human world, won't he have to suppress his cultivation?"
Here, Zhongli Ye directly controlled the excited and bloodthirsty red rope, piercing the stagnant air and rapidly wrapping around Qingxuan. The latter raised his hand and transformed the mist into an ice blade, which collided with the red rope with considerable force...
For a moment, fog condensed around, and even the breath was filled with damp water vapor.
The mountains were shrouded in mist, which should have been a peaceful and leisurely scene, but it was disturbed by the spiritual waves of the two people, and the surroundings were filled with an incompatible murderous aura, far beyond the swirling mist visible to the naked eye.
Zhongli Ye: "Azhu was bewitched by you, that's why she didn't return to the demon world with me?"
If that was the case, then he would kill him.
When he saw the intimacy and familiarity between the two just now, he suddenly felt very annoyed, as if thousands of thorns were piercing his lungs.
He would not allow anyone to covet his Ah Zhu.
"So what if you are the Chosen Diviner? You are now injured by the thunder tribulation. Even if my cultivation is suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, you are still no match for me."
Zhongli Ye sneered, his hands moving non-stop, his demonic power surging, determined to shatter Qingxuan's spiritual shield. "Azhu, since you reject me, then watch how I get rid of this pretty boy! I'll completely put an end to your thoughts!"
Wujiu sent a message: Zhongli Ye is crazy!
Yan Zhu frowned and looked up at Qingxuan, only to find that there was a thin layer of sweat on the man's forehead. She was about to say something when Qingxuan pushed her to a safe place with one hand.
"Stay still and don't do anything."
Qingxuan's voice was faint, weak yet sharp and full of countless paranoia.
Wu Jiu sent a voice message: "Master, there's something wrong with Qing Xuan. But are we really going to have another fight? The bamboo houses nearby will be in trouble."
Yanzhu: What's "again"?
Wu Jiu: Master, have you forgotten? During their trip to the human realm, Qing Xuan disguised himself as Hong Le and fought Zhong Li Ye once, but that time, Qing Xuan seemed to have the upper hand. This suggests that this man is not only an exceptional divination master, capable of meticulous calculations, but also possesses exceptional talent and is difficult to match. After all, the opponent is the new Demon King, who has regained power in the demon world in just a few years!
Yan Zhu looked at the thin figure not far away. Was this weak look the real him, or was it intentional on the part of the man?
If it was intentional, why?
Is it simply because someone behind the scenes was careless?
In the bamboo house on the other side, Dongfang Ye glanced at the distance, suspicious: "When did the brat become so weak? Wasn't he radiant when he returned from the human world?"
Qing Jian touched his chin, a satisfied smile on his face: "Finally, you've gotten the hang of it. You have the same demeanor as I did back then, and you know how to show weakness to gain sympathy."
After he finished speaking, Dongfang Ye said with disgust: "The story of the boy who cried wolf has a difficult ending."
Qing Jian leaned closer and took Dongfang Ye's arm, lowering his voice: "Lovers can't leave each other, so one party will naturally tolerate the other's little thoughts and mistakes."
Dongfang Ye rolled his eyes: "You have so many twisted ideas when you open your mouth."
After Qingxuan's spiritual shield was broken, the man flashed forward and fought with Zhongli Ye in close combat. The two of them punched and kicked like the wind. Compared with Zhongli Ye's fierceness of a storm, Qingxuan was as calm as flowing water. He used softness to overcome hardness in every move. After a few rounds, he was at ease.
The two, one in black and one in white, had their robes constantly fluttering as they moved around at a rapid pace. As they flipped in the air, Zhongli Ye seemed to have run out of patience, and then the red line in his palm turned into a sword, which was so fast that only an afterimage remained, and pierced the opponent's throat. Qingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he was half an inch away from the sword tip, he lowered his eyes and turned his head. The red sword suddenly brushed past his earlobe, and an unwilling buzzing sound was heard.
At the same time, the man lowered his waist and leaned back, exerting force on his lower body, flipping sideways in the air, and the big hand at his side summoned the yarrow bead. In a flash, the spirit gathered, and the mist suddenly condensed into a raging wave. He used the bead as a blade and slashed towards Zhongli Ye's face.
The latter, having just gained his footing, held his sword in the air, but was forced back half a step by the overwhelming force of the Yarrow Bead Mountain Sea. At the same time, a thin cut was left on his face by the blade's wind, and in an instant, a drop of blood slid to the ground...
Wu Jiu was stunned: "Oh my god! The Yarrow Bead is so powerful! Master, you should work hard to become a Divine Master. I, as your companion artifact, can also be so powerful!"
Yan Zhu, sitting on a stool, said: "...Is this the strength of the Divine Lord realm? It's indeed very strong, but...are you sure you'll develop new skills if I advance? I reached the True Lord realm, and you just opened your mind and learned the Shadow Retention Technique, which was taught to you by Yicaozhu."
Wujiu: ...How do you know if you don't try? What if the master's cultivation level improves and my shadow-retaining technique also improves?
Yanzhu didn't move at all: Why are you learning Qingxuan's tricks?
The routine of drawing cakes and making promises.
Yan Zhu no longer paid attention to Wu Jiu and focused her attention on the two people fighting over there, until she saw the wound on Zhong Li Ye's face. She frowned slightly, not because of the wound on Zhong Li Ye's face, but because she was worried that Zhong Li Ye would go crazy. After all, this person was different from the Zhong Ziye in her memory. At this moment, Zhong Li Ye was gloomy and emotionally unstable, always on the verge of going crazy.
Over there, Zhongli Ye slowly touched the wound with his hand and sneered, as if his bloodlust had been aroused. "It's been a long time since anyone has hurt me. I didn't expect that this seemingly pretty boy is actually quite powerful. If that's the case, can you withstand this move?"
——
Yan Zhu noticed that the evil spirit was spreading, and orange-red sparks appeared all around. It turned out to be evil fire!
The demonic fire covered half of the sky, making it extremely dark.
"This attack will definitely affect the bamboo house, and there are people watching closely behind the scenes, so Qingxuan cannot use his full strength."
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Qing Jian: "It's the demon fire! The Zhongli clan is the master of the demon world because they inherited the Ten Thousand Demon Fire. It is said that when the demon fire appears, the heaven and earth will lose their color... Qing Xuan can't use his full strength. He can't withstand the demon king's move."
Dongfang Ye quickly grabbed Qing Jian who was about to help, and said with disdain: "I don't need you."
Sure enough, the next second, they saw Yan Zhu, dressed in light yellow, flash between them with a strong momentum...
only--
"How did Yanzhu end up next to the Demon King?"
Qing Jian was puzzled. Could it be that he had seen it wrong? Did the God of Purification like the Demon King?
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Looking at the slowly approaching figure, Zhongli Ye stopped and the sinister look in his eyes faded a little: "Have you thought it through?"
Yan Zhu pressed down her twitching forehead and nodded: "I think I have made it very clear that our fate has ended. It has nothing to do with others. If we continue to entangle,
"What if I continue to pester you?"
Zhongli Ye directly interrupted Yan Zhu's refusal. She knew that this woman had changed and was now cold-hearted. "Even if I have to kidnap you, I will take you to the demon world and bring you with me."
"As for these irrelevant people outside,"
Zhongli Ye glanced at Qingxuan and said, "I might consider giving them a quick death."
After he finished speaking, Zhongli Ye's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light. He stretched out his arms slightly, with a strange demonic fire in his palms. The demonic power behind him stirred up the world wantonly, with a momentum to destroy the world. Unexpectedly, the next second, Yan Zhu's hand covered the man's broad palm without warning.
Zhongli Ye looked stunned, but because he was always keeping an eye on the person in front of him, the evil fire had gone out before Yan Zhu reached out his hand, so the host of the banquet was not hurt.
He felt the warmth and delicacy of his palm, and for a moment he was in a daze, staring at Yan Zhu intently.
This was the first time she took the initiative to shake hands since the two met again...
Qingxuan on the other side looked at the intersection with a mysterious expression, but because Yanzhu's voice transmission prevented him from moving, he could only stand where he was.
Yan Zhu sighed softly and took a step back. "Even if we can mend our ways, we still have to respect each other. You're so unreasonable and forceful, threatening me at the slightest disagreement. How can we be like we used to be?"
"I...it's my fault. You've always rejected me, and I have no choice but to resort to this."
Zhongli Ye pondered for a moment, and when he saw Yan Zhu's change of attitude, his eyes lit up. "So, you're willing to make peace with me?"
"no."
Yan Zhu shook her head and withdrew her hand. Seeing the stormy look on the man's face again, she added, "Let's start as friends, okay?"
Seeing Yan Zhu take a step back, Zhongli Ye also knew that haste makes waste. If he wanted to return to the intimacy of the past, he needed to take it slowly.
The man spoke with restraint: "Okay, as a friend, can I invite Ah Zhu to visit the demon world?"
Yan Zhu thought for a moment, nodded calmly, and discussed in a normal tone: "But we have to wait until I finish here before we have a chance to go to the demon world. Besides, didn't we agree to go to the Abyss in three days?"
Zhongli Ye: "That's different. I have always kept my public and private affairs separate. Since Ah Zhu has agreed, I will wait for you in the Abyss."
He still had some things to deal with in the Abyss. He would come to accompany her after he had dealt with all the remnants.
Yanzhu nodded.
Before leaving, Zhongli Ye glanced at Qingxuan provocatively with a victorious look on his face.
Not far away, the eastern night is clear and simple: ...
Is he being provocative?
"Finally, we've sent the person away."
Yanzhu breathed a sigh of relief. She felt the burning gaze behind her, as if it was going to become tangible and penetrate her. She turned around and looked over, somewhat puzzled. Coupled with Qingxuan's recent abnormal behavior, she was deeply puzzled. "What's wrong?"
Qingxuan approached Yanzhu step by step, his pupils as deep as a cold pond, and said in a deep voice: "Do you really want to start over with that person?"
The man subconsciously clenched his hands behind his back. He was only less than half an hour late, and that allowed Zhong Li Ye to take advantage of the opportunity...
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