Quickly travel through the little ancestors: the pampering of the villain boss

Chapter 236 The Little Fox of the Villain Demon Lord (45)
"However, since you know his life experience, I can't keep you anymore. Let's stay and be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks with him!"

Nan Zhi: "..."

This line is a bit familiar, isn't it what she said to the male lead just now?

What a turn of events!Immediately turned to himself.

The Suzerain launched an attack on Nan Zhi.

The storage ring defended Nan Zhi against two attacks of transforming spirits.

The suzerain's cultivation base is there.

Nan Zhi could only be crushed the whole time.

"Ahem..." Nan Zhi clutched her chest and coughed a few times. The smell of blood filled her mouth, and she felt really uncomfortable.

Can't beat it.

Jiang Yao held Nan Zhi in his arms and walked out of this space without saying anything, probably because he really blamed himself.
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Tian Yanzong.

The suzerain looked at the sarcophagus with a solemn expression.

The huge sarcophagus is rolling with a dark evil spirit, giving people a sense of eerie and strangeness.

At this moment, a thick dark coercion emanated from the sarcophagus, as if it wanted to swallow everything around it.

"If you want to blame it, you know too much..."

The suzerain is preparing to deal a fatal blow to Nan Zhi.

Jiang Yao flashed in front of her and hugged her: "Are you okay?"

The suzerain didn't know why, when he was swept by the other party's plain eyes, he couldn't help but feel chills on his back, with a creepy feeling.

Nan Zhi leaned over, kissed his slightly pale lips, and shook her head: "I'm fine."

"Aren't I fine?"

The man in red pursed his lips and nodded.

The man pointed at the suzerain, raised his hand and tapped lightly, his lips parted slightly: "Death."

Nan Zhi rolled her eyes and asked tentatively, "Jiang Yao?"

The man in red was half-sitting in the sarcophagus, his face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes that were originally lax gradually gathered together.

Jiang Yao looked down at Nan Zhi. Nan Zhi's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, and she stretched out her hands towards him. Her facial expression changed very quickly, showing a pitiful look: "I'm so tired from fighting, I want to go back to the Demon Realm."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not protecting you well." Jiang Yao blamed himself.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Nan Zhi's face was pale, and her blood was surging due to the previous injury, and then she coughed violently.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yao let go of Nan Zhi, and turned to her, "Why is your face so ugly?"

Not long after, the originally quiet sarcophagus shook violently, and the edge of the coffin lid suddenly cracked inch by inch, and the entire coffin lid flew up and fell to the side.

"..." Fuck me, why does it feel like Jiang Yao has matured, and his appearance is even more outstanding!

In just a split second, the suzerain didn't even utter a scream, his body quickly shrank and withered, turning into a mummy, and his vitality was lost little by little.

"How is it possible!" The pupils in the suzerain's eyes shrank.

The eyes of the man in red became more and more clear, and he slowly stood up from the sarcophagus, his gaze fell directly on the suzerain and Nan Zhi.

How to do.

If it was the juvenile version of Jiang Yao before, now it is the adult version of Jiang Yao.

A pair of white hands stretched out from the sarcophagus, and then the man in red slowly sat up from the sarcophagus.

The old man in white who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

At this time, in one direction of the sky, a strange red star rose.

Gradually, his eyes were filled with astonishment, and he said to himself: "The suzerain has fallen!"

He raised his hand to pinch and calculated, then sighed: "The fox demon and Demon Lord are souls from another world, such is the destiny, such is the destiny..."

(End of this chapter)