Chapter 889: Destruction
After Aquaman said the three words "I want to get married", his smile was uglier than crying.
Jiaying was hit by the huge surprise, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't believe that he was so lucky. Although he had fantasized about it many times in private, when it really happened, the huge ecstasy still swept over him so much that he almost couldn't stand.
Jiaying was so happy that he couldn't even speak clearly, "You, you said you wanted to be with me and me..."
"In my opinion, none of them can compare to you," Ye Xiaoman held Jiaying's hands affectionately, "only you give me a heartbeat I've never felt before."
"I certainly want to live a life with you wholeheartedly, but as long as I am the Nameless Sword Master, my multiple personalities will never be completely cured."
Ye Xiaoman squeezed out a tear with great difficulty.
"I also don't want outsiders to know that I'm sick. The Justice League won't let someone with an unstable personality be the savior. You know how hard it has been for me, as a pseudo-five-spiritual root, to fight my way to where I am today."
Jiaying quickly wiped Ye Xiaoman's tears and said, "I won't tell anyone, Yanxia, don't be sad. I don't care how many people there are. I just want your love."
Jiaying would act upset in front of Ye Xiaoman because he was afraid that Ye Xiaoman would no longer care about him.
Now that Ye Xiaoman has agreed to marry him, what is he afraid of?
She only gave him a legitimate status because she loved him. As long as he could take the position of legal husband, he would get rid of those bitches sooner or later.
Ye Xiaoman further persuaded Jiaying.
"If I become the savior in the future, I'll have to spend a lot of money. I know it would be very difficult for you to provide the resources alone, so I agreed to let them join. I love you, and I'm being fickle just to lighten your burden."
Jiaying was so moved that he was speechless.
"Yan Xia, you should blame me for not being capable. If I could provide you with five marrow cleansing herbs by myself, there would be nothing for them to do."
Ye Xiaoman said, "Yes, as long as you understand. Please keep our marriage plan a secret for now. I'm afraid if others find out, there will be a commotion."
You can ask me to swear, but you can’t post it on WeChat Moments.
Jiaying has already realized that they should be of one mind as husband and wife.
"Don't worry, I won't let them get in your way."
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After finishing a day of socializing, the Demon Lord stepped into his Dark Lord Palace. His eyes accidentally glanced at his Dark Throne and he paused.
On his throne, a silver-haired man with a ghost mask sat with a big horse and a golden sword. On his thumb was an ornate green marrow ring, and his pale, slender fingers tapped the armrest.
The man just sat there without saying anything, but there was already an intimidating sense of oppression.
There were nine steps under the man's feet, and Lu Qi was perched on the highest step, like a wild beast tied to the man's throne.
Lu Qi saw the Demon Lord showing his white shark teeth.
"The Demon Lord is finally back."
The Demon Lord was a little surprised, but soon smiled, forcing a creepy smile onto the face of the skin-covered skeleton: "What a rare guest."
Lu Qi stood up and said, "Murong Chun, you are so brave that you don't bow before the demon god."
Lu Qi was displeased. He had personally approached the Demon Lord a few days earlier to discuss integrating the forces of the major demon lords and welcoming the resurrection of the Demon God. The Demon Lord refused to cooperate, saying that he would only confirm whether he would obey Lu Qi after meeting the Demon God.
Lu Qi is the number one demon general beside the Demon God. He is thousands of years older than the Demon Lord. All the demons are terrified by his fierce reputation, but the Demon Lord did not show him enough respect. Lu Qi endured it and arranged today's meeting as soon as Jing Zhui came to the Demon Realm.
I didn't expect that the Demon Lord would dare to be so presumptuous in front of Jing Zhui. He was too arrogant.
"Oh my." The Demon Lord walked quickly to the bottom of the stairs as if he had seen something rare. He looked up at Jing Zhui and said, "I didn't expect that the God of Destruction was really resurrected. He really looks exactly like the statue."
He sniffed deeply in the direction of Jing Zhui, squinting his eyes to sense his demonic energy. "The Demon God is indeed as powerful as the legend says."
Lu Qi frowned: "Hey, I'm telling you..."
Jing Zhui propped his elbows on his knees, leaning his upper body forward slightly, and said to the Demon Lord with some interest, "You are the only demon who does not kneel when you see me."
The Demon Lord placed his palm on his heart and saluted with exaggerated movements: "Perhaps it is because I am the only one who can be on equal footing with you."
Lu Qi was angry: "You are worthy!"
Lu Qi took action immediately, but he didn't expect that just as he flew in front of the Demon Lord, he suddenly saw a dead sea of black mud. The next breath, Lu Qi was caught by the neck by a sticky demonic energy and was caught in the air, unable to break free.
Lu Qi was shocked.
According to intelligence, the Demon Lord is currently a cultivator in the upper realm of the fusion stage. He will only take action directly when he is sure that he can fight.
Lu Qi blurted out: "You are actually in the Mahayana stage... No, your strength should be only half a step away from the True Immortal Realm!"
Lu Qi was extremely shocked. There were very few true immortal cultivators in the world at that time. The names of the cultivators could be counted on one hand, and the Demon Lord himself was not among them!
Jing Zhui finally became interested.
He used his empathy with Ye Xiaoman and heard that Ye Xiaoman's fish pond had turned over. He thought that Ye Xiaoman was finished this time, but he didn't expect that the bad woman started to show multiple personalities and played with men like a dog.
Before Jing Zhui had the chance to comment on this group of idiots with Ye Xiaoman, a more interesting entertainment activity came.
Jing Zhui was too lazy to talk and just wanted to take action.
Unexpectedly, after the Demon Lord discovered his intention, he repeatedly said: "I don't want to take action tonight, I just want to discuss cooperation with you, the Demon Lord."
Jing Zhui turned his wrist and said, "Speak."
The Demon Lord asked, "How about we join forces to destroy the world?"
Jing Zhui stopped and asked, "Destroy the world?"
Lu Qi was very surprised to see Jing Zhui's lack of interest.
What's wrong with you, boss? You used to be very interested in this matter!
When the Demon Lord mentioned "destruction of the world", it was as if a switch of excitement was pressed, and he became excited. He walked back and forth in the open space under the throne, giving a speech with his hands and feet gesticulating.
"Yes, annihilation! This is the great cause that the Demon God has pursued his entire life. Now, the time has finally come to realize this noble ideal."
"Look, this is a world of rampant desire and turbidity. This world is already terminally ill. Morals are decaying, souls are festering, and even the breath carries a stench of decay. All living beings are like maggots, greedily wriggling in these festering wounds."
"Only fire can purify all this! We will personally end this rotten old world and rebuild a pure new order from the ashes!"
Jing Zhui leaned back against the throne.
He rejected the Demon Lord's proposal.
"We demons want to destroy the world because the spiritual energy of this world is drying up, and cultivation is becoming increasingly difficult. Only by destroying the current world can the universe be reborn and usher in a world where spiritual energy is revived."
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