Stop arguing!
The light laughter was filled with contempt and disdain, but it brought silence to the entire temple.
Jian Zhen, who was sitting on the ground, knew who it was almost instantly. Originally, he only wanted to ask Yu or Xianzun to come over, as these people might still be able to survive. Unexpectedly, he actually contacted the Demon God in the end.
Scarface and his men obviously did not realize the seriousness of the matter.
The younger brother said, "Boss! He doesn't seem to believe us!"
Scarface couldn't afford to lose face in front of his brothers, so he shouted angrily: "If you don't give me the money, I can't protect your wife and child!"
As he said this, he glared fiercely at Jian Zhen who was standing in the corner.
Xiao Cao: “…”
Why are you glaring at it?
Who should you go to if someone ignores you?
The scroll burned in the air, as if it was enduring great pain. The man in charge of supplying magic power to the scroll had turned pale.
Just when the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Ye Jisheng finally said calmly: "Let him talk to me."
Scarface has an arrogant personality, and the words of the devil are rude. Logically, he should be angry, but the words of someone who has been in a superior position for many years are majestic even if not intentional, making people want to obey unconsciously.
Then Jian Zhen saw Scarface really coming from the air with the scroll.
The scroll fell down slightly.
Jian Zhen's heart was in her throat when she heard a lazy but majestic voice fall: "Madam?"
It is clearly a term of affection in the world, but when it came out of that person's mouth, it seemed to be wrapped in a layer of coldness and ridicule.
Xiao Cao: “…”
Suddenly I had a bad feeling.
But with Scarface's ferocious look standing in front of him, one should be patient and keep calm.
Jian Zhen's fair face was stained with a bit of mud. He blinked his dark eyes and called out softly and weakly, "Husband... Husband."
The air seemed to be silent in an instant.
Some names become easy to say once you dare to say them out loud.
Jian Zhen took a deep breath and said with tears in her eyes, "Husband, please come quickly to save me and the child. The big brother just said that if you don't come, he will sell me out!"
Scarface said excitedly: "Whoever wants him to come over, just ask him to send the money over!"
The scroll burned in the air.
There was sudden silence from the other side, so quiet that it was a little scary.
Scarface also noticed this, and he said to the scroll angrily, "Why is there no sound?"
The scroll suddenly burned and destroyed in the air, turning into a puff of smoke that disappeared into infinity. The younger brother who was responsible for transmitting magic power to the scroll actually spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body turned pale as paper.
The subordinate exclaimed: "Second brother, what's wrong with you?"
Scarface saw this and thought he was being fooled. He drew his sword in anger and said to Jian Zhen: "Are you kidding me?"
Jian Zhen said innocently and honestly: "No, I should be really pregnant."
The Immortal Lord would not lie to him about such a thing.
Scarface was naturally extremely angry and ashamed now that he had lost all his troops. He cursed: "Why doesn't your husband care about you? Could it be that you quarreled because you are pregnant with a bastard, so he won't come?"
Jane really said: "He will come."
Scarface sneered and said, "What did you say, you..."
"boom!"
A huge noise came from outside the temple, and the guards outside let out some shrill screams. The wind blew in from outside the temple, rolling up raindrops and mixed with the smell of blood. Everything in the temple gradually collapsed. The wind and frost cut across people's faces like a knife, leaving bloody wounds, but it only passed the young man sitting on the ground in a plain robe. The overwhelming pressure from the demon god smashed down, making it almost impossible to move.
Scarface forced himself to turn around, and saw a scene that he would never forget.
Countless broken walls and tiles were blown up, and heavy rain poured down. A man in black standing in the middle of the path had his robe fluttering in the wind, but was not stained by dust. His black hair fluttered in the wind, his skin was pale, and his handsome face had a pair of red eyes that made people feel scared. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold, and he looked at them with contempt as if he was looking down on an ant.
Come over step by step.
All the rain seemed to automatically bypass him.
Only the sound of footsteps could be clearly heard, like the drumbeat of the devil.
Scarface's lips trembled, and he said tremblingly: "Demon...demon..."
Ye Jisheng's eyes fell on him, and he said lazily, "Who were you scolding just now?"
Just one glance.
Scarface knelt down with a thud, his legs too weak to stand still. He begged for mercy in panic, "Master Demon, please spare my life. I was blind and didn't know that the scroll was for you!"
Ye Jisheng sneered, glanced at the young man behind him, and said indifferently: "Just now I heard that you want to sell my wife and children?"
Scarface wanted to bite off his tongue at this moment, and said in panic: "How dare I, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..."
He had just finished speaking.
A subordinate who was trying to escape in the temple not far away let out a miserable howl, and was instantly burned all over by the soul fire, turning into ashes that were blown away by the rain.
Scarface was stunned. A huge panic swept over him. He begged for mercy regardless of anything: "Master Demon, we are all people of the demon clan. Now you are invited to the demon clan conference. If you kill us all here, it will definitely cause panic among the people..."
"Yeah."
A cold voice sounded.
Scarface looked up at the devil, the being that would terrify everyone in the world just by mentioning his name. His black clothes seemed to blend into the darkness of the night, and the red eyes on his handsome face were as red as the blood of hell.
Ye Jisheng curled his lips and smiled, that smile was extremely shallow, contemptuous and empty: "So what?"
“What the world thinks.”
There was soul fire rising from Scarface's body, mixed with the wind and rain.
Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes and watched him turn into blood and burn away, and said calmly: "What does it have to do with me?"
At the moment of his death, Scarface cursed distortedly: "Ye Jisheng, you devil! You are so cruel and heartless, and you actually have a wife and children. You will not die well, and you will never get anything in your life..."
His curse vanished into the air before he could finish it.
Ye Jisheng didn't care at all, his face was calm, and he looked at Jian Zhen who was sitting under the pillar behind him.
But he found that Jian Zhen's fair face was frowned, and as she looked at the place where the scarred face disappeared, her little face was more solemn than ever before.
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you scared silly?"
Jian Zhen shook his head gently. He was not a little grass that had never seen the world. He had seen even bloodier scenes in Ye Jisheng's illusion before. What's more, this group of people had always wanted to kill him. How could he be so scared?
Ye Jisheng narrowed his eyes: "Why is that?"
Jian Zhen pursed her lips and said softly: "He just cursed you..."
Ye Jisheng sneered: "There are many people in the world who hate me, why bother about these things."
Jian Zhen looked at his disdainful expression and muttered in a very low voice: "You don't care, but it makes me sad to hear that..."
Ye Jisheng's laughter slowly faded.
In the windy and rainy temple, the tall and handsome man looked down at him. He happened to be standing in front of him, blocking the wind and rain blowing from outside for him, like a towering and solid mountain.
The restraining spell on Jian Zhen's body broke apart, and she was instantly free.
Ye Jisheng asked: "How many months?"
Jian Zhen was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was talking about. She touched her belly belatedly and said obediently, "It seems to be more than two months."
Ye Jisheng reached out and pulled the man up.
Jian Zhen had a cloak on her shoulders. The wide cloak wrapped her in the familiar scent of Ye Jisheng, as if isolating her from all the wind and rain from the outside world.
Ye Jisheng said, "Go back."
Jian Zhen glanced at him sideways. Even though he was standing in the ruins, Ye Jisheng was still noble and eye-catching, as if he would never look embarrassed in any situation or in any place.
Look at his calm face.
Jane Zhen asked curiously, "You, you don't even ask me if I'm lying?"
Ye Jisheng glanced at him and said calmly, "No need to ask."
Jane was really curious: "Why?"
Is it because I know that he is an honest and reliable little grass?
hey-hey.
You have good taste!
"Because..." Ye Jisheng's eyes fell on him and he chuckled: "With your brain, even if you were tied up, you would never be able to make up such a reason to deceive me."
Jian Zhen: “…”
Damn it, even if that's true.
He doesn't care about face!!
The two of them chatted casually, and they seemed to be getting along quite well.
until--
Another icy aura descended, and Ye Jisheng's eyes turned cold almost instantly, even containing murderous intent for a moment.
Jian Zhen glanced sideways.
A figure in snow-covered clothes appeared on the path not far away. Fu Changhuan stood outside the path with a sword in his hand. He stepped in and asked worriedly when he saw Jian Zhen, "Is there anything wrong?"
When I came in, it was still cold from the frost and rain outside.
Jane Zhen obediently shook her head and said, "I'm fine."
"That's good." Fu Changhuan breathed a sigh of relief, then set his gaze on the person beside Jian Zhen, his face also cold.
It seemed that the two of them were about to draw their swords again.
Jian Zhen quickly changed the subject and asked, "My Lord, how did you find this place?"
Fu Changhuan's eyes became much gentler when he looked at Jian Zhen. He said, "I sensed the fluctuation of magical power here, and was worried that something might have happened to you, so I came to check. Who knew... As expected..."
Ye Jisheng sneered with extreme contempt.
Jian Zhen waved her hands and said, "No, it doesn't matter about the Demon Lord. I was kidnapped and the Demon Lord saved me."
Upon hearing this, Fu Changhuan looked up at Ye Jisheng, raised his hand and saluted, saying, "In that case, thank you, Demon Lord, for your help."
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows. The tall man in black standing next to Jian Zhen had a strong sense of oppression. He said slowly, "It is my duty to save my demon people. Why do I need you to thank me?"
Fu Changhuan's cold expression remained unchanged: "He is the Twin Immortal Grass, and grew up in the Immortal and Demon Mountains. The identities of the two races have not yet been determined, so it is probably too early for the Demon Lord to make such a rash conclusion."
The atmosphere around them plummeted almost instantly.
The wind was howling fiercely, and the branches of the surrounding trees bent like thin leaves being pressed down, feeling the momentum of the two supreme powers.
At this critical moment.
A thin and pretty figure stood between the two people. Jian Zhen said, "What are you two talking about? Talk properly and don't quarrel. What demon clan and fairy clan? I am now a disciple selected from the demon clan!"
Fu Changhuan and Ye Jisheng's eyes instantly fell on him.
The pressure of the two bosses' gazes made Xiaocao timid for a moment, but she still said bravely: "I have to go buy some magic items later, and I have to participate in the second round of team competition selection tomorrow."
"no!"
The words fell in unison.
Ye Jisheng and Fu Changhuan looked at each other and then turned their attention back to Jian Zhen.
Fu Changhuan persuaded him gently, "You just got into trouble, you need to rest and take good care of your body."
Ye Jisheng sneered and said, "The opponents of the second round of selection of the demon clan are not those senior brothers. In the competition between disciples and actual combat against demons, how many lives do you have to lose?!"
Jane really didn't expect to be stopped by two people at the same time.
Looking at the two powerful bosses in front of him, Xiao Cao was weak, but his dark eyes were clear: "But I have come this far, I can't give up before I even try. I also promised Yu to team up together, how can I go back on my word!"
Fu Changhuan felt helpless when he heard this and was about to continue to stop him.
Ye Jisheng asked: "You really won't withdraw from the competition?"
Jian Zhen became intimidated when she met his red eyes, but Xiao Cao insisted on his own opinion, so he nodded gently.
Fu Changhuan thought Ye Jisheng would stop him.
Ye Jisheng said calmly: "In that case, I will accompany you to participate in the competition."
Jane really nodded: "Oh...wha, what?!"
Xiaocao looked at Ye Jisheng in disbelief with his eyes wide open in shock. He knew that sometimes some of his ideas seemed willful to others, so he thought that Ye Jisheng, with his self-centered personality, would not agree with him. However, he did not expect that when he was fooling around, Ye Jisheng would only do things even crazier than him.
The supreme being of the three realms, the body of the devil.
Accompany him to participate in the demon clan's new disciple selection competition?
Jian Zhen stuttered, "Why are you joining? You're not a new disciple, are you?"
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Among the kidnappers I just killed, there is tomorrow's new disciple. I can just transform into a human form."
Jane was really choked up, she never expected things to be like this.
Fu Changhuan frowned slightly and said, "The selection of the demon race is a big deal, how can we mess around?"
Ye Jisheng sneered: "If you have any objections, you can leave."
Just when the atmosphere was about to become tense again.
A figure ran over from the woods outside the wind and rain, and a familiar voice came: "Brother Jian!! Brother Jian..."
Jian Zhen looked outside and saw Yu running towards him in the heavy rain. His somewhat embarrassed figure showed a relieved expression when he saw Jian Zhen: "Brother Jian, you're okay!"
His excitement was evident as he ran over.
Jian Zhen said softly: "I'm fine, Yu, why are you here?"
Yu wiped the rain off his face and said, "I couldn't find you and was a little worried, so I just followed the noise here and came here. I didn't expect to find you!"
Seeing how hard he worked, Jian Zhen was somewhat moved and said, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Yu chuckled and shook his head and said, "It's okay!"
The words fell.
Yu's attention was finally drawn to the two people next to him. He asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother Jian... who are these two?"
Jian Zhen was just about to wonder why he didn't recognize these two people, when he turned around, he saw an immortal standing next to him, wearing a white robe, with an elegant face and holding a silver sword. Looking back again, he saw a demon standing next to him, wearing a black cloth, a little shorter, leaning against a pillar with his arms folded, with a disciple badge hanging on his waist. Both of them transformed without his knowledge.
If Jian Zhen didn't know who was here just now, he himself wouldn't have recognized who these two demon disciples were! !
Yu said: "Brother Jian, do you know them?"
When Jian Zhen was looked at like this, her scalp tingled for a moment, and she said anxiously, "I, I..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the eyes of the two people beside him fell on him, as if invisible pressure fell upon him instantly. Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to be in dire straits.
Yu asked curiously, "What?"
"They, they..." Jian Zhen thought of the conversation just now, and suddenly clapped her hands as if an inspiration had come to her: "They are also the disciples participating in this competition, and they are the partners who will form a team with us tomorrow."
While speaking.
A certain little grass who thought himself to be extremely smart enthusiastically pulled the arms of the two people beside him, and introduced them with a bright smile: "Look, this is Xiaobai, and this is Xiaohei!"
The words fell.
Yu Yi raised his head and looked at the two men. The man in white had a gaze as cold as an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, which made people feel solemn. The man in black was lazy and indifferent, but when looking into their eyes, one instantly felt as if being stared at by a dangerous hunter. Those eyes were so indifferent that it seemed as if there was no difference between life and death, which made people tremble.
Jian Zhen seemed to be unaware of it, and said softly, "Don't worry, Yu, they both get along well, and we will definitely be able to handle tomorrow's trial."
feather:"……"
Solution, solve whom?
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