The host of fast time travel was counterattacked

Chapter 135 The Demon Monarch is Delicate and Soft 35
Sui'an didn't know that her red dress was like fire, which fell in the eyes of Jun Beiyao in the distance. Many years later, she turned into cinnabar that was imprinted on his heart.

She continued the prokinetic question, threatening:
"I only want this little demon, otherwise I will take the lives of dogs like you."

Faced with Sui'an's request, everyone remained unmoved, and the leading monk directly sacrificed the magic circle, as if he wanted to die with Sui'an.

What Su Wen is, maybe even Sui An herself doesn't know, when Lu Min sent her off, she just looked at it nicely.

But Su Wen used to be the natal magic weapon of her cheap mother, but her cultivation base was too shallow to arouse Su Wen's true strength.

Of course, even if Lu Min didn't stop her from practicing, she wouldn't focus on improving her force value.

Perhaps because of the magic circle, the sword on the Demon Suppressing Tower trembled violently, as if it wanted to break out of the cocoon.

The jade pendant on Sui'an's neck was even hotter. If Lu Min and Beichen hadn't warned them not to let outsiders see it, she would have pulled it off.

The leading monk seemed to want to use the power of the sword, and Sui An vaguely heard that the monks behind seemed to disagree with this.

Sui An was puzzled: "Why is there still internal strife?"

[The magic sword is so cruel that not everyone can control it. ]
……

"Oops!"

In an instant, black clouds overwhelmed the city, and the strong wind mixed with demonic energy suddenly rose, and Su Wen almost fell out of Suian's hand.

The monk said: "Demon girl, today we will restrain you in the Demon Suppression Tower."

Nine people soared into the air with their swords, and all of them cut their palms, and for a while, the sword became more demonic.

"Tsk tsk tsk~ Why is this self-harming? I'm weak, so I don't need to engage in such a big fight."

[If you want to use the ability of the magic sword, of course you have to give some benefits. ]
"Then should I run now?"

[Host, don't you think it's a bit late now. ]
Xiao Jiu inquired about the information of this mission, but didn't mention anything about the magic sword at all. Sure enough, the host is best at developing new fields.

The host should be prevented from coming down just now.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the little demon ran towards Sui'an:

"Sister, why are you here alone?"

"Didn't you imply that I would save you?"

The little demon said helplessly: "I want my sister to bring that brother to rescue me." Why does this sister look stupid haha.

"Don't underestimate me, and that brother is a god, do you think gods will come to kill monsters?"

"Ah? I thought it was your husband."

Sui An didn't answer her words, because the wind howled past, and he couldn't hear her clearly.

Those monks are even more willing to die, and the previous method of controlling the magic sword seems to be useless.

I saw the magic sword hanging over the crowd, flying towards Sui An, and obediently stopped beside her under the expectant eyes of the monks.

Sui'an tentatively held the hilt of the sword, and unexpectedly everyone said:

"Isn't this the demon emperor's sword?"

Although I felt inexplicable in my heart, it helped me a lot.

She was standing with a sword in her hand, and Xiao Jiu actually felt that she had a bit of Sister Jiaojiao's demeanor.

[Host, a sword with a spirit will recognize its master, you...]
"I think this sword really likes me"

[When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. ]
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Sui'an planned to take this opportunity to leave quickly, and it would be good to find a handy accessory.

It's just that the jade pendant on the neck is getting hotter and hotter, and it feels like it's going to explode.

Jun Beiyao was standing in the distance watching the show, with no intention of taking action, but he never expected that the sword he once held would follow a woman so obediently.

From a distance, this woman looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

The woman didn't seem to have a high level of cultivation. Although she held two magical weapons, she didn't seem to be a match for these mortals.

"What a waste."

Speaking of which, Jun Beiyao rose into the air, without dust on his feet, exuding a fierce and decisive killing spirit.

Lifting the collars of Suian and Xiaoyao disappeared into the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)