Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Among the disciples participating in the trial, they were the only two who had not yet detected any demonic energy.

It's either Jiang Que or him.

But how could the high and mighty Immortal Lord be connected with the demons growing in the darkness? It could only be him.

Yan Hui grabbed Jiang Que's sleeve tightly, lowered his head and did not dare to look up at the Immortal Lord's eyes at this moment.

The tears in my eyes rolled around, hitting the bedding like discarded drops of water, and finally disappeared.

He had just gotten over the situation of being entangled day and night with a demon he had always hated.

Even without looking, one can tell how much the current Immortal King hates himself.

Such a cold look.

For Yanhui now, it was undoubtedly a sharp knife piercing his heart, and all that was left was pain.

The two were silent for a while, no one spoke.

They could hear the immortals outside the yard shouting that they would break down the door if they didn't leave.

"Brother." Yan Hui calmed down, loosened his grip on Jiang Que's sleeve, let him go, and whispered softly, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Que touched his head, said nothing, and turned away.

Yan Xi hid himself in the quilt, the marks on his body were still warm, and he didn't even have time to wash them.

He could hear the aggressive interrogation from the major sects outside the house. It turned out that they treated Jiang Que as themselves.

If the scapegoat was someone else, Yan Hui would just go with the flow and continue lurking in the Dusheng Gate.

But this person is Jiang Que.

He was filled with disgust and this was just his mission objective, but why, he just couldn't stand seeing anyone bullying him, even if it was just words.

Jiang Que was unwilling to verify it, and the people from the Immortal Sect felt even more that he was the demon.

Just when the two sides were about to fight, the door behind Jiang Que creaked open.

The boy was still wearing the same disciple uniform, but his appearance had completely changed. He used to be considered clean and handsome, with the unique coolness of a teenager, but this time his face looked like a completely alluring fairy.

Even though he was dressed in white, one could still see his natural charm from his expression, and his face was more mature than the previous boy.

Especially that body that has been nourished by love, the flush on her face has not yet faded, and her lips are as if painted with lip balm, extremely charming.

“Disgusting!!” Someone in the crowd shouted, “He is disgusting! The nineteenth prince of the demon clan is disgusting!!”

The crowd began to get rowdy.

Everyone was surprised at his identity.

I didn’t expect that the person who came was actually the prince of the demon clan.

It is said that although Yanhui was born from a low-level demon servant, he was a cruel and ruthless person and extremely vicious.

He gained the favor of the Demon Lord through ruthless means, but because of his status, he was disliked by other demon princes.

Now that the Demon Lord is old, the demon clan is in internal strife, and each prince is trying every means to throw dirty water on the other side, and then disrupt the immortal gate to gain the Demon Lord's approval.

It seems that the purpose of the nineteenth prince sneaking into the Dusheng Gate is to massacre the immortals and obtain the position of the Demon Lord.

Everyone in the Immortal Sect was on guard.

"Ha!" Yan sneered. He was not wearing shoes and did not dare to look at Jiang Que who was standing beside him with a gloomy face. Under someone's frowning and cold gaze, he walked down the stairs.

"I killed the man, that bunch of rubbish. I also solved some troubles for your sect."

"You little demon boy, give me back my disciple's life!" A group of old men took out their magical weapons and rushed forward without saying a word.

After a while, the place became a mess.

Hundreds of people besieged one person, including some capable people from immortal families.

Even if the boy had extraordinary abilities, he could not avoid being able to resist the powerful magic arrays and artifacts.

In the exorcism formation set up by everyone, the young man's arms were bent by the strong pressure and his chest and internal organs were aching.

Just when the young man could no longer hold on and let go, at that moment when the formation was pressed down, a golden light suddenly appeared from the back of the boy's neck, forming a protection that encircled the boy.

The young man half-knelt on the ground, holding his aching chest, his black hair flying. A light golden halo protected him, and it grew bigger and bigger until it broke the formation formed by the group of people.

The power of the shattered formation had no time to be retracted, and was all backfired and thrown far away, causing him to vomit several mouthfuls of blood.