If you mess with the devil, it's over!

Yu Xi withdrew his gaze, stretched out his slender white hand, and a hint of coldness surrounded his fingertips.

click -

As the thin ice that trapped Jiuyun shattered, the two swords in her hands fell.

The young man glanced and saw frost mist rising from the side, floating the fallen scimitar in the air.

whoosh-

Jiuyun, who was out of control, used all her spiritual power to create some distance between them in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the man in red in front of him who had the appearance of bringing disaster to the country and the people, there was both amazement and fear in his eyes.

I didn’t expect that the young man who was fighting for a little cultivation resource that others looked down upon has now grown to be so powerful.

She fully believed that if it weren't for the sake of His Highness and her rescue, this man would have killed her without hesitation.

"Senior, I forgot to take the knife."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Yu Xi reminded her with a smile, his tone still so gentle.

It was as if the two of them were not about to draw swords against each other, but were reuniting and reminiscing about the past after many years.

Jiuyun, who was about to leave, heard this, glanced at the two swords held up by the frost and mist, then looked at the young man's smile that was like a spring breeze and even more like a sea of ​​flowers blooming, and hesitated a little.

A spirit emanated from her palm, and the blade trembled slightly before returning to her hand.

"Mr. Zhao, do you also want to spar with this young man?"

Jiuyun left, and Yu Xi looked towards the air on his left with a smile on his face.

"Young master, you are joking. I am old now and don't like fighting. Besides, I don't have the energy to lose face." The space shook and the figure of Old Zhao appeared.

“Mr. Zhao, you are too modest. How could a junior embarrass you?” The young man chuckled and walked slowly towards the palace below with a cold lotus step by step, as if walking up a staircase.

After taking only two steps, Yu Xi felt a pair of slender hands holding him, and he suddenly felt weightless.

"Are you angry?" Qi Lan looked at the foxy girl in his arms with a smile.

"If this can make you angry, I would have died of anger long ago." The young man replied lazily and leaned his head into her arms.

The reason why Yu Xi said this before was actually for the Emperor of Xiliang to hear.

This woman is not that boring. If she has any, it is to tease herself.

"So, as your wife, do you still want to go back to Fengjia City?" Qi Lan smiled and pinched his cheek lightly.

When Yu Xi heard this, he raised his eyes slightly, but then lowered them again.

"My wife, please speak frankly, otherwise Xi'er will think that I have made you unhappy in some way."

As the two were talking, their figures slowly landed on the ground.

"Your Highness..."

"See Your Highness."

Fu Yi's three daughters, and even Old Zhao who had come down, saluted Qi Lan with excitement in their tone when they saw him.

Qi Lan glanced at a few people and waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

Then she hugged her little husband and sat down aside.

"Is this how Xier sees his wife?"

"Ok?"

Yu Xi raised her beautiful eyes again and just looked at her, as if she said nothing, yet as if she said everything.

"Xier, do you know why you always like to have tearful eyes?" Qi Lan said, and was about to get up.

"My dear wife, I am just thinking about how to praise you. You can't misunderstand Xier like this..." The young man suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly tried to break free from her.

Qi Lan curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and then got down to business.

"Xi'er, your wife wants to hold a formal marriage ceremony in this realm. Do you want to go to Fengjia City to inform them?"

“Hmm…” Yu Xi wanted to insult this woman after hearing what she said before. He had called her wife for such a long time, but she only remembered this now?

Although he doesn't care much, I always feel sorry for myself if I don't say a few words.

After all, this woman had promised me that if I married her, she would give me a lot of cultivation resources, so I would still give them to her even if we weren't getting married.

But Qi Lan's subsequent words made him give up this idea.

"At this time, my wife?"

Looking at the young man in his arms with expectant eyes, Qi Lan pretended to think.

"That's fine, but it's getting late today, and I'm quite hesitant."

"My dear wife." When Yu Xi heard this, her beautiful eyes were filled with charm, her long eyelashes seemed to sparkle, and her slender hands grasped her arm.

"Well, Xier is so eager, how can I not agree as your wife?"

"Oh, you said it so nicely, just like the truth." When Yu Xi saw that she agreed, his previous coquettish attitude immediately disappeared, and he complained in his heart.

After breaking free, he immediately tore through space and disappeared on the spot.

Qi Lan smiled, and disappeared out of thin air the next second.

Only Fu Yi, Duan Jingtian, Su Lin and Boss Zhao were left staring at each other.

"Mr. Zhao, do you know where the prince is going?" Duan Jingtian asked.

Old Zhao shook his head, but he had a general idea in his mind, and so did Fu Yi beside him.

It happened so quickly, almost in the blink of an eye.

The two figures appeared in Fengjia City, in the backyard of Jingyu Tower.

Looking at the familiar pavilion, the lotus pond and the sycamore tree in front of him, Yu Xi's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

He walked into the front yard living room with familiarity.

"You...are you?"

A man in yellow with heavy makeup on was startled when he suddenly saw a man with extraordinary looks, whose steps were frost-like and who looked like a fairy from heaven walking towards him from the backyard.

"Is Uncle Li here?" Yu Xi smiled slightly. He had never seen the man in front of him before. He should have come after he left Jingyu Tower.

"Yes, but Uncle Li is busy now, so I can't see him..."

"Please inform Uncle Li that Xi'er wants to see him."

Yu Xi spoke before he could finish. In fact, he didn't need to ask whether Uncle Li was there or not. He just asked this question out of habit.

"You..." The man looked at the two people who disappeared out of thin air, and was so scared that he almost dropped the scarf in his hand.

He was also a cultivator and knew that powerful people could hide in the void and travel a thousand miles in one step. Even though he couldn't see the cultivation level of the two people in front of him, he knew that he definitely couldn't afford to offend them.

So I didn't dare to delay and hurried upstairs to tell Uncle Li.

Yu Xi avoided the crowd and went straight to the room where he lived in the past.

The layout of the room was still the same, no different from before I left. The table was spotless, and it seemed that someone came to clean it regularly.

In Uncle Li's room, he was discussing something with a few people and looked at the man in yellow with shock.

"You...say it again."

The man thought that Uncle Li was frightened and he also became afraid.

Because there was not only Uncle Li present, there was also a group of people who looked difficult to deal with and had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

It is said that they are five of the twelve dark stars from the organization.

Even they were like this, he really couldn't imagine the importance of the person who came.

"Who are you talking about? Is it Xier who wants to see our family?"

Uncle Li lost his composure in an instant, and his shock was slowly replaced by joy, but his eyes still showed an urgent desire for him to say it again. He was afraid that he was old and might have heard it wrong, and would be happy for nothing.

"Well, that's what the man said. He was wearing a red dress, barefoot, with little bells tied to his feet, and every step was frosty..."

"Xi'er." Without waiting for the man to continue speaking, Uncle Li walked out quickly, even forgetting to take the pipe he usually carried with him.