"Xuanxiao, you asked for this."
As soon as Leng Ye finished speaking, a cyan sword light shot into the sky.
The Xuanyuan Demon Sword twirled three times in the air, like a snake spitting its tongue, before stabbing straight towards the White Emperor's brow.
Bai Di's pupils dilated slightly, and just as he was about to dodge, Leng Ye unleashed another fierce palm strike towards his vital point, completely cutting off his escape route.
At the critical moment, Xuanfeng Qian, slightly intoxicated, returned and rushed into Chonghua Palace in a frantic rush.
She stumbled into Bai Di's arms, looking warily at Leng Ye, whose gaze was as cold and indifferent as a blade. "Can you please not kill my father? He's all I have left."
Her tone was soft and gentle, with a hint of ingratiation and a touch of vulnerability.
"Get out of the way!"
Leng Ye's expression changed drastically. He suppressed the throbbing veins on his forehead, quickly twirled his wide sleeves, and with great effort, withdrew his hand just as the palm strike was about to pierce Xuan Fengqian's chest.
He threw down the Xuanyuan Demon Sword with a clang and fiercely wiped away the crimson blood slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Xuan Fengqian, are you satisfied now?"
"I..."
Xuan Feng glanced at Leng Ye, whose aura was slightly disordered due to the backlash from the palm strike, and felt his heart in turmoil.
"From now on, don't let me see you being ambiguous with other men again." Leng Ye coldly uttered these words before leaving Chonghua Palace without looking back.
"Your Majesty, please wait for me."
Xuan Qianning glared at Xuan Fengqian, then hurriedly followed behind Leng Ye.
Bai Di stared intently at Leng Ye's departing figure, and for some reason, he felt that Leng Ye was actually quite reliable.
Although this brat was very unruly and didn't take his father-in-law seriously at all.
But at the very least, he put his heart into Xuan Fengqian.
Whether Leng Ye is willing to admit it or not, his eyes can't lie.
"My dear, do you really not like him anymore?" Bai Di asked Xuan Fengqian softly.
"I don't like it anymore."
Xuan Feng shook his head slightly, speaking with particular seriousness.
Perhaps Leng Ye wasn't as bad as she had imagined, but the first impression he left on her was indeed extremely bad.
No matter what, she couldn't accept someone who had so resolutely pushed her into the "wolf pack".
After hearing what Xuan Fengqian said, Leng Ye felt even more like a huge joke.
He thought he had done everything he could for her, but she didn't appreciate it at all.
However, to be fair, Xuan Fengqian's words, "He's all I have left," were indeed very poignant.
The moment she opened her mouth, he knew he had lost.
They lost miserably.
They suffered a crushing defeat.
"Your Excellency, it seems this isn't the way back to the Nine Netherworlds," Xuan Qianning whispered, noticing that Leng Ye had taken the wrong path.
"Who said I wanted to go back?"
Leng Ye was unwilling to return to Jiuyou in such a dejected manner, so he made up an excuse to get by, "I need to recover from my injuries before returning to Jiuyou. If the demons of Jiuyou find out that I was injured in the Immortal Realm, it will inevitably affect the harmony between the Immortal and Demon Realms."
"Can..."
Xuan Qianning frowned, seemingly wanting to speak but holding back.
She always felt that what Leng Ye said was too far-fetched.
Firstly, he was not a person who would look back and consider the consequences; for thousands of years, he had never considered befriending the immortal realm.
Furthermore, given the commotion he caused today, how could the Nine Nether Demons not know about the farce at Chonghua Palace?
Most importantly, he had just fought a fierce battle with the White Emperor, and now he planned to stay in the Nine Heavens to recuperate. This was undeniably shameless...
"Is there a problem? I'm tired, so I'll go to your Ningxiang Palace for a short rest," Leng Ye said firmly.
"without."
Xuan Qianning answered in quick succession.
She knew in her heart that Leng Ye must be staying in the Immortal Realm because he couldn't let go of Xuan Fengqian.
However, this may not be a bad thing for her.
Since he wanted to stay in the Immortal Realm, he was determined to live with her in Ningxiang Palace.
At that time, she could use her superb perfumery skills to completely ignite the desire in his heart.
Unaware of Xuan Qianning's thoughts, Leng Ye had barely stepped into Ningxiang Palace when he collapsed onto the bed, sulking to himself.
He couldn't understand why Xuan Fengqian couldn't be like other women, obedient to him and throwing herself into his arms.
If you can't throw yourself into someone's arms, that's okay too.
He could reluctantly take the initiative.
But she really went too far!
He just kissed her without thinking, and she actually dared to gag in front of him.
"Damn it!"
Leng Ye pounded the bed with his fist, thinking to himself that one day he would pin her down and take her hard.
Whether in the clouds, on horseback, or in the water.
He wanted to try them all.
Next time, even if she begs for mercy while crying, he will never let her go.
Absolutely not!
He lay on the couch for two whole hours, and even as night fell, he still couldn't fall asleep.
I intended to go and find Xuan Fengqian, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
"Your Majesty, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"
Just then, Xuan Qianning swayed her slender waist and gently pushed open the door.
She glanced shyly at Leng Ye, who seemed preoccupied, and casually placed the purple-gold incense burner she was carrying in a corner in front of the carved screen.
Leng Ye slowly turned his head and replied in a deep voice, "I'm tired, turn off the light."
This time, Xuan Qianning was not as obedient and compliant as usual.
She gently untied the large cloak draped over her shoulders, revealing that she was only wearing a thin, gossamer-like bodice.
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