The Tsundere Demon's Beloved 22
As soon as they returned to the bedroom, the man's hands began to be dishonest. Lu Li, with a red face, pressed him
He raised his bright white eyes and looked at Zong Xin, hesitantly
In the past, these white eyes were dull and lifeless, which was very annoying to look at. But now they looked much better. Looking at his own reflection in the small pupils, Zong Xin pushed forward.
After the event
Zong Xin put the person in the bathtub, washed her clean and put her on the bed. This time she was abused too badly, and she refused to come again in the bathtub no matter what.
After finally cleaning him up, I rubbed his waist with one hand and pressed the blue marks on his neck with the other.
Lu Li groaned, raised his hand and pinched the Demon Lord's waist
Zong Xin cried out, grimacing in pain.
"Sword Master Frost Mist has treated me very well, and now he is the number one in the Immortal Realm. If he dies, will the Immortal Realm be swallowed up by the other four realms?"
Lu Li looked up
"Humph, Wenren Jue is not the only one who has reached the pinnacle of the Dao in the Immortal Realm." Zong Xin snorted and laughed.
"If I don't want to take back my fate, you..."
"I want him dead"
Zong Xin lowered his head and kissed the top of Lu Li's head
"But if you feel embarrassed, then let me take action."
Lu Li pursed her lips
He understood Zong Xin's hatred for Wen Renjue, and Zong Xin understood the feelings that Xian Zong had raised him for three hundred years and could not let go.
The road is lonely. Along the way, besides the Taoist partner, the master is the only sustenance, as close as father and son.
Wenren Jue killed his brother, which not only cut off the ruthlessness of the Dao, but also the remaining humanity of Zong Xin.
From then on, Zong Xin resolutely embarked on the path of becoming a demon. Along the way, he went from having nothing to having nothing. He recovered eight generals and crushed the other two demon lords with his powerful strength to ascend to the top of the demon world.
No one knows how he survived those nearly thousand years.
No one knows what happened to him after he lost his cultivation and was thrown into the boundless mountain of the demon world.
No one knows everything about him
And all this was caused by Wen Renjue
"If that day ever comes, I'll be with you"
Lu Li clenched his hands, made up his mind, put one hand on the face of the demon, and whispered
“So, don’t be sad.”
Zong Xin's eyes darkened, he grabbed his hand and turned over
The night is long, no one can sleep tonight
[Ding, Zong Xin's favorability +2, current favorability 97]
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The leader of the demon world, Demon Lord Zong Xin, wants to form a pact with the human cultivators
This news shocked everyone in the five realms.
The wedding invitations were like snowflakes that passed into the hands of the high-ranking people in the five realms.
Wen Renjue, who had been in seclusion and just came out today, naturally received the wedding invitation.
He stood in his cave, holding the thin wedding invitation tightly in his hand, his gray eyes showing coldness.
The Frost Mist Sword trembled slightly. Wen Renjue shook his head, forcibly suppressing the dark red in his eyes, and whispered
"I'll bring the child back and end this."
He just walked out of the cave, and suddenly frowned
Strange, why is the atmosphere so strange?
Wen Renjue came to the main peak, looked around, and then sent out his spiritual sense.
Walking straight towards the main hall, he sensed someone inside
A teeth-grinding sound was heard, and the door of the hall was opened by Wen Renjue from the outside.
Looking at the empty hall, Wen Renjue looked up at Chen Yu who was sitting on the high throne with his head bowed as if he was asleep.
"What on earth is going on? Where have all the disciples gone?"
Wenren Jue flew forward and stood in front of him
As soon as I landed, I felt something was wrong. This breath was quite familiar.
This is the smell of those degenerates.
At this time, Shen Yu also raised his head. His originally ethereal face was now covered with black bloodshot, his eyes were out of their sockets, and his mouth was full of sharp teeth.
He was tied to the chair and couldn't move.
Smelling the breath of a living person, Shen Yu suddenly launched an attack. His head split open in the middle and a charred mass appeared, shooting towards Wen Renjue.
The Frost Mist Sword automatically unsheathed itself, and the icy aura slashed towards it.
It was successfully made to disappear. The charred thing let out a sharp scream and turned into black mist and dissipated.
The Frost Mist Sword also suffered a lot. The entire sword body trembled violently, and countless small holes were corroded on the sharp sword edge.
Wen Renjue, who was connected to his natal sword's heart, couldn't help but groan.
After the ugly face returned to the Frost Mist Sword and restored it to its original appearance, he walked out of the hall.
The originally empty square was suddenly filled with countless immortal sect disciples.
But those painful and suppressed faces showed expressions that had been completely eroded.
"The sect's protective formation has not been broken, and the traitor is still within the sect..."
Wenren Jue quickly dealt with all the fallen creatures and came to the core of the barrier
No wonder he didn't notice anything unusual.
It seems that we have to deal with the traitor first before we can go find Lu Li. Wen Renjue slowly drew out the Frost Mist Sword, and a cold light flashed.
Revealing his extremely cold eyes, one red and one gray
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Chen Zhuo looked up at the fallen creatures gradually retreating from the edge of the sky and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Even with his Mahayana cultivation, he couldn't withstand such a long period of oppression, not to mention that he was better at refining weapons.
The Yaofeng Peak Master, who was just in the Fusion Stage, was also exhausted and sat down on the ground without caring about his manners.
Chen Zhuo looked back at the remaining disciples of the Xian Sect. There were more than 50,000 people in total, all of whom were the core strength of the Xian Sect, including the elders of the inner and outer sects and the core disciples of each peak. The inner sect disciples accounted for 20,000, and the outer sect deacons and menial disciples accounted for 30,000. Except for those who were away from the sect for training all year round, all of them were recruited.
There are only about 40,000 people left now. The outer sect elders who are responsible for the front-line barrier are almost dead, and a few core disciples have also died. It is still within an acceptable range.
"Speaking of which, where is that young man surnamed Shen from Yaofeng?" Shen Chuan, the head of Jianfeng, came over and asked.
"My disciples at the bottom of the peak have heard that Zhenfeng is going there." Shen Lin, the master of Yaofeng, did not even bother to rest and stood up and said
"What nonsense are you talking about? Shen kid didn't come to my side." The master of Zhenfeng looked indignant.
"Oh no, Shen is missing. The headmaster has repeatedly told me to keep an eye on him." Shen Chuan said with a grim expression.
Several people looked at each other and ordered to go find someone.
At this time, a core disciple came over. He looked good and carried a huge sword.
He first bowed
"Peak Masters, Brother Shen was summoned by Peak Master Liu before we left, and he didn't come with us."
"Yin Feng is guarding the sect, there is no need to come here at all, why did she summon Tian Qing?" Shen Lin frowned
"Now that we know where Shen Xiaozi is, we can rest assured. Let's contact him using the communication token first." Shen Chuan pressed his shoulder.
After a long time, the communication token remained silent.
Several people looked at each other
"Is there something wrong?" Shen Lin was very anxious
"How is that possible? There is a protective formation outside the sect, and Elder Wenren, the headmaster, and many elders are guarding it inside. Nothing will happen easily. Maybe Master Liu Feng hasn't received the message yet."
Shen Zhuo hesitated, seeing obvious distrust on the faces of the others.
"What should we do?" The Peak Master shook his head.
"Send someone back to the sect to inquire first, and the rest of you continue to guard the barrier."
Chen Chuan concentrated for a moment, made a decision, and found an inner sect elder to come over and ask him to go back.
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