Host, she just wants to be a villain

"Since your Majesty has a solution, I won't say much."

Zhu Dan glanced at her sideways, haven't you said much?

Guardian: "..."

*

It was a cloudy day. Everyone from Taiqing Palace arrived at Zhoumufeng early. Qi Yuan was accompanied by some other Tianshi sects. After all, Taiqing Palace was the leader of the Tianshi sect. If something happened to Taiqing Palace, their Tianshi sect would be in trouble. It will definitely be severely damaged.

Therefore, the Taiqing Palace cannot be defeated no matter what. Out of morality, it is only natural for them to help.

"Taoist Master Qi Yuan, we will never let these evildoers do whatever they want! We will catch them all today!"

Qi Yuan's face was expressionless, and the compassionate person on the other side nodded for her with a smile: "Thank you for sharing the hardships with Taiqing Palace, and advancing and retreating together."

"This is what Taoist Master Cixin said. This is a difficulty for the common people, and we have no choice but to refuse! But... why don't you see Taoist Master Huaiyu?"

The person who spoke had also heard some rumors earlier, but rumors were rumors after all, and there was still a certain difference between them and facts. Especially in front of Taoist Master Qi Yuan, you still had to be careful when speaking.

"Well, senior brother, he was injured last time he eliminated the demon, and he is still... unconscious..." Ci Xin made up a paragraph, but couldn't continue.

Qi Yuanyan said concisely: "It's not convenient for him to come out."

"So that's it," the man said without any doubt, "The demon tribe is indeed cunning. Just so I have a bottle of healing medicine there. When I get back, I will personally deliver it to Taiqing Palace!"

The strong wind roared past, and the next moment, countless monsters appeared in front of them.

Ci Xin recognized Huai Yu who was wearing a mask at a glance. Her heart sank. Her senior brother had not recovered from his injury. What was he doing here? Could it be that he wanted to prevent the two tribes from starting a war?

"You came so late? We thought you were scared! You didn't dare to come!"

Zhu Dan sneered: "I just let you linger for a while longer, and you actually slapped your nose on your face?"

The man wanted to say something more, but Huaiyu instantly answered him: "Your Majesty has a noble status, are you worthy of talking to her like this?"

"Teacher...how can you hurt people at will?"

Cixin never thought that Huaiyu would side with the demon clan. The scene before her was completely beyond her expectation. How could the senior brother who had always taken it as his duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao become like this?

Many people were a little shocked by Huaiyu's action. As a demon king, there was no trace of demonic aura among the people around him.

"Your Majesty," Huaiyu completely ignored Ci Xin. His gaze was unwavering until it fell on Zhu Dan, and then it became warm. "The demon clan has many affairs, so we should not waste too much time here."

"That's good. If Taiqing Palace hadn't attacked you back then, you wouldn't have forgotten our memories." A trace of pain flashed across Zhu Dan's face. She lowered her head, and no one could see her expression clearly.

The protector standing on the other side twitched the corner of his mouth. Junshang is indeed Junshang, but he is better at playing than her.

"They should pay the price for what they did." Huaiyu spat out these words coldly and then attacked Cixin.

Someone started, and a war between the two clans was about to break out.

Zhu Dan tilted his head and said, "Dharma protector, you are coming too."

"...What about you, Your Majesty?"

"I am the leader of the demon clan. Of course I have to look at the overall situation. Hurry up, Qi Yuan is also on the stage. He can't hold it alone."

The protector sighed in his heart: "Your Majesty, you are so kind to him, but after he recovers his memory, he still won't forgive you."

She didn't wait for Zhu Dan to answer and joined the battle the next moment.