The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 700: Don’t Be Black (104)

The red-haired and red-clothed Mozun suddenly stepped forward and stepped on the rude Moxiu.

The other party was already on the verge of death, but at this moment when Jun Jiuyou trampled on his chest like this, he felt like his whole body and ribs were broken!
The blood on the face of the smart subordinate suddenly disappeared.

The corners of his lips kept spurting blood foam, but he still swallowed it with all his might, for fear of soiling Jun Jiuyou's red gold shoes. If so, he was afraid that not only would his cultivation be ruined, but he would also be directly chopped to death by Jun Jiuyou's palm!
"...Your Majesty, spare your life! This subordinate is talking nonsense! This subordinate deserves to die! I beseech you, for the sake of my subordinate's loyal service to you for many years, please spare your life!"

If it wasn't for Jun Jiuyou still stepping on his broken ribs at this moment, I'm afraid that even if this guy crawls, he will throw himself to the ground. No face is more important than leaving a life!

……

"You also know that you are talking nonsense?"

Jun Jiuyou snorted lightly.

He looked down at the trembling Moxiu from a high position.

Most of the demons are naturally tall, and Jun Jiuyou is the best among them.

At this moment, being watched by the man like this, the shadow looming over his head seemed as if Shura had returned to the world.

Even those subordinates who didn't talk much were breaking out in cold sweat at the moment, for fear that they would implicate themselves, but they couldn't help but feel thankful in their hearts, fortunately, they didn't randomly try to figure out what your majesty was thinking.

Now that Jun Jiuyou's burning pain is getting worse and worse, if anyone really insists on flattering the horse's legs, death is probably the easiest end.

I heard that there was a demon cultivator who offended His Majesty before, who offended His Majesty's rebellion, and was directly refined into a soul-calling banner!
Every moment, he is destined to be that broken resentful soul, without any spiritual wisdom, yet he still has to endure the pain of being torn apart, to live forever and not to be reborn.

……

"This subordinate knows his mistake! Demon Venerable! This subordinate shouldn't be so delusional about Liuli Immortal Venerable!"

"Ah……"

Jun Jiuyou stretched out his hand in annoyance, and directly turned the tearful subordinate under the shoes into a puff of smoke.

Seeing this scene, everyone was suffocated.

You know, this subordinate has also followed Jun Jiuyou to fight for hundreds of years!
Although he is not a loyal confidant, and has some small thoughts, but he also knows that the strength of Jun Jiuyou is too far away, so he dare not make too big a moth.

Who knew, just because of a nonsense sentence today, I ended up like this!

……

All the people present lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes respectfully, watching their noses and noses, not even daring to express their anger, for fear that they would annoy this moody Demon Lord with a casual word or two.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more dignified, the demon cultivators present finally couldn't take it anymore, and one of them was a little more courageous, and stood up to ask questions timidly.

"Mozun, since the Liuli Immortal and Yan Hanzhou are very likely to appear in the barren land of mortals, it's better for the subordinates to pick a few elite soldiers to capture them personally."

Seeing Jun Jiuyou squinting at him, the demon cultivator who made the proposal gasped in fear, and hurriedly finished the rest of the sentence.

"Demon Venerable, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely invite that Glazed Immortal Venerable back, and absolutely keep her from any harm. When I bring her to the Demon Palace, I will definitely bring her to see you as soon as possible."

The subordinates couldn't figure out Jun Jiuyou's thoughts, and they didn't know whether Jun Jiuyou liked this Liuli Immortal Venerable or what other thoughts, but judging from the previous demon cultivator who died in vain, at the very least, His Majesty did not I hate that Daoist Nascent Soul.

That being the case, they still have to treat Su Qinghuan well.

……

Just when everyone was trembling, Jun Jiuyou spoke coldly.

"No need, the deity will go to Beihuang in person."

"what?!"

Before everyone could say anything else, the tall figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.

The strong coercion turned into nothingness in an instant, and the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator tried to find the extremely oppressive aura in this magic palace, but found that it was really gone.

In other words, Jun Jiuyou really left.

And what left was not a clone, but... the deity!
Everyone thought about this clearly, and their eyes widened in shock. You must know that last time for Fairy Leng Yue of the Ming Sword Sect, Mozun just sent out a clone!
After several winking subordinates looked at each other, they immediately began to murmur.

"It seems... when the Demon Venerable personally brings back the Glazed Immortal Venerable, we really have to show some respect to that Immortal Monarch."

You Moxiu recalled Jun Jiuyou's previous expression, and asked hesitantly.

"Do you think that maybe our Demon Realm will usher in a Demon Queen soon?"

"Pfft... are you crazy?"

"A cold-hearted person like Mozun has been talking to beautiful women for thousands of years, so what kind of devil queen will he have?! I'm afraid Mozun doesn't like women at all!?"

"It's not impossible... Seeing your lord leaving in such a hurry, when have you ever seen your lord like this?"

"But... that's just because your lord is suffering more and more intense pain, otherwise your lord will definitely not look for any antidote."

"Yeah, I also think that His Excellency is just because he is in too much pain now. If we can welcome a demon queen in our Demon Realm, I will welcome it with both hands. It's better than worrying about it every day."

……

At this time, Su Qinghuan still didn't know that such a thing happened in the Demon Realm thousands of miles away.

But even if she knew it, there was no way to stop it. She could only improve her and Yan Hanzhou's cultivation as soon as possible.

After knowing the approximate location of the cold jade vein, the two quickly started heading towards the ice and snow wasteland to the north.

The emperor paid off, Su Qinghuan quickly found a few places where the spiritual energy was very obvious with the help of her powerful spiritual consciousness.

It's just that she was hidden under the ice for thousands of years, even if she was a monk of ice attribute, and because the place was too cold, her limbs and bones seemed to be frozen.

……

On the contrary, Yan Hanzhou was much warmer than her all the way because of his raging fire to Yang body.

Yan Hanzhou looked at Su Qinghuan's frosty hair, and asked a question cautiously.

"Master, can I support you?"

Without waiting for the white-clothed fairy to answer, Yan Hanzhou quickly shook Su Qinghuan's hand.

Soon, the young man channeled his spiritual power and passed it to Su Qinghuan's meridians, and with this spiritual breath, Su Qinghuan's whole body became much warmer.

……

Yan Hanzhou is like a natural heater, which is fine in normal times, but at this moment Su Qinghuan is really reluctant to refuse.

She looked embarrassed.

He had no choice but to acquiesce to Yan Hanzhou's behavior of leading him.

……

The two were also lucky, and soon found a more suitable place for cultivation than they had imagined, because there was a natural ten-thousand-year-old cold jade bed in the center of the earth.

Su Qinghuan was overjoyed when she saw the flowing cold jade luster.

"Hanzhou! Look here!"

(End of this chapter)