Demon Venerable Dao Companion will never break off the marriage

Xia Zijiao originally thought that the next stop for the two of them would be one of the eight major families. Looking down at the surrounding scenery, there was a wide moat outside Xuanfeng City, with gentle water and wide banks. Xuanfeng City is Xuanfeng City after all, even outside the city, the population is not sparsely populated.

On the surface of the vast river, there are one painting boat after another floating, the stars reflect each other, the shadow of the candlelight wall falls into the water and melts into one piece, the stars and the candlelight melt into one, Xia Zijiao stares at the most beautiful painting boat among them. .

"Which family is this?" Xia Zijiao asked, looking at the water with puzzled eyes. Don't people from the eight major families run away?Are you still admiring the scenery on this painting boat?

Just as Xia Zijiao was thinking, the light in front of him lit up, and one after another red lotus lanterns lit up on the dark water surface. From near to far, the young man took a closer look at these lotus lanterns that suddenly appeared, only to find these It is not a lotus lantern made of silk yarn, but a red lotus growing out of the water.

The lotus flowers in the distance are still blooming one by one. With the light of the lotus lights, you can vaguely see the buds emerging from the water surface, growing slowly, blooming, showing a terrifying bloody light.

"This is... the blood lotus?" Xia Zijiao covered his mouth in surprise. There are many kinds of monsters in the world, such as Alaya, such as Alaya's Kamie Bana Flower, and the most powerful one is Ba Hanxue Lotus, it is said that a single flower can gather thousands of unjust and resentful blood in it. Xia Zijiao has only read it in books before, but this is the first time he has seen it in reality. Ascension, although separated by Yin Xuansheng's protective formation, Xia Zijiao still felt a faint chill.

The blood lotus bloomed all the way until it reached a painted boat in the middle of the river. A figure stood on the painted boat and looked out. His gown was fluttering in the wind, and there was a faint smile on his lips: "Welcome to the Demon God."

As his voice fell, several deep voices came from the several painting boats surrounding Jiangxin: "Welcome to the Demon God!"

The flames of the blood lotus were shining brightly, reflecting on both sides of the bank, and Xia Zijiao finally saw shadows on both sides of the bank. In the darkness, he didn't know whether it was a ghost or a demon kneeling down in a large area, but his head was still raised, unable to hide the eagerness to move on his face.

The magic cultivators in the Xinxinhai came out in force and came to Xuanfeng City.

They raised their heads and looked almost greedily at their new master, the former genius Ruthless Sword, the legendary demon god who came back to the world, like a hyena longing for his master's flesh and blood.

Realizing this fact, Xia Zijiao opened his mouth. By the way, Yin Xuansheng is going to be the Demon Lord. In the future, he will change his name to Wuwang and crush the fairy world. In his eyes, this world is just a plaything. The flesh and blood of thousands of monks is not enough for him to take another look with satisfaction.

Cultivate the path of ruthlessness and prove the body of the demon.

This is the future life of Demon Venerable Yin Wuwang. He will live in this Demon Realm. No matter how high he ascends to the supreme position or the peak of the Six Realms, it will only change the place where he is. Become a demon domain.

He practiced the ruthless way and studied the orthodox scriptures, but he was the reincarnation of a demon god. This was his unstoppable fate, but even so, those blood lotus still made Xia Zijiao feel a little cold, and his fingers subconsciously grasped the lapel of the person in front of him, and he squeezed it slightly. His knuckles turned white, and when he raised his eyes, he met Yin Xuansheng's eyes.

The uneasiness that flashed in the boy's eyes was clearly visible.

The next moment, the blood light suddenly extinguished, and the river surface returned to its original silence and coldness. The blood lotus blossoms that had faded were cut off at the waist, with sharp and neat cuts, and one after another, they sank silently into the water.

The river was silent, and the two banks were also silent. They didn't even see Yin Xuansheng draw his sword, but Yin Xuansheng cut off the one hundred and eight blood lotuses.

He seems to be stronger than before he entered Xuanfeng City.

The river bank was pitch black, and the night wind was silent. Only the figure standing in the center of the painting stood silently. After a while, his smiling voice came: "The devil god doesn't like it. You can just say it. Why destroy my blood lotus."

"An eyesore."

The man was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "The devil forgives the sin."

The man was still standing in the darkness, his face could not be seen clearly, only a silhouette, wearing a large robe with wide sleeves and flowing cloud embroidered belt fluttering in the night wind.

Immediately afterwards, I heard that person's voice saying: "The one held in the arms of the Demon God...is Madam?"

Xia Zijiao: "..."

Xia Zijiao tilted his head inward, silently hiding his face.

The man stood on the deck, watching the young man in the arms of the Demon God make subtle evasive movements, the corners of his mouth raised a little more, and he said softly in his heart, the number one beauty in the Six Realms, Xia Zijiao.

The supreme being of the six realms, matched with the number one beauty in the six realms.

As powerful as it is, it is always good to have a weakness.

Yin Xuansheng looked at the man on the deck, and cast his gaze over him faintly: "Back to Xixinhai." After saying that, he hugged the boy and turned around.

"The demon god really thinks so." The man stared at the figures of the two people beside the river bank.

"Retreat to Xinxin Sea, or stay and be my enemy." Yin Xuansheng said.

The whispers behind him were like a sea, and they were all drowned out in an instant, so silent that only the sound of the waves of the river was heard.

The demon god is declaring war on them.

Yin Xuansheng continued to walk forward, and as the two passed by, Liu Ying flew out, and there were dim lights everywhere. The young man raised his head in his arms, stretched out his fingers and tapped a spot of dim light far away from him, like Pointing at the stars far away: "Wow..."

Yin Xuansheng lowered his eyes and looked at the young man's pleasantly smiling and bright eyes. He didn't come here to accept the worship of all the devil cultivators. The fairyland is the fairyland, and the sea of ​​heart washing is the sea of ​​heart washing. Even if the demon god is born, this world will not be the sea of ​​heart washing world.

Xia Zijiao looked up at the flowing fireflies in the sky. In the dream, Yin Xuansheng subdued Xixinhai, and the six worlds became his palm. He clearly wanted to be the demon king, but at this moment he let everyone in Xixinhai return to Xixinhai. What means?

Xia Zijiao hesitated for two seconds: "Xuansheng... don't you want to be a Demon Lord, they... all come to pay homage to you."

Yin Xuansheng's footsteps paused slightly: "If it was in the past, Xixinhai would be a good place to go, but I have other places I want to go."

Xia Zijiao nodded ignorantly, his head was a bit confused by the fact that Yin Xuansheng didn't seem to want to be a demon king, his thoughts were all confused in his mind, and when he recovered, he found that he had returned to the mountain residence .

It was still the familiar wide bed, and the air was still filled with the familiar faint fragrance.

"Are you resting at the mountain residence tonight?" Xia Zijiao's nerves, which had been tensed all night, finally relaxed at this moment, and the expression on his face softened a lot, his eyelids drooped slightly, as if he had returned to his lair. appearance.

If Yin Xuansheng really took him to sleep in the next house of the Eight Great Families, he would probably not be able to sleep. Sleeping in a mountain residence is the best. The young man turned over, rolled into the bed and hugged the soft brocade quilt.

Yin Xuansheng looked at the boy's appearance, and his expression became softer: "Take a good rest."

After Ah Qian followed him, there was no peace for a few days. He wanted to give everything to this young man, but what he brought seemed to be chaos.

But the young man didn't seem to notice it at all, he hugged the brocade quilt and turned his head to look at him, his eyes were shining, and his voice was soft: "You also have a good rest."

Yin Xuansheng stood by the bed and hummed softly, looked at the boy's appearance, and watched quietly for a moment, his clothes were a little messed up, and he looked so cute and cute.

"A Qian, give me the demon sword."

"Devil-killing sword?" Xia Zijiao raised his hand, and with a thought, the demon-killing sword appeared in his hand. The demon-killing sword obeyed his words very well, and didn't even need spiritual force. As long as his thoughts moved, the demon-killing sword would be Will move with his thoughts.

This sword is made of rare silver-white metal, the blade is thin and sharp, but the lines are as long as running water.

Xia Zijiao remembered its name, Yuechen.

It is indeed a very gentle name.

"It's called moondust."

The blade squeaked softly, as if it was a response.

Yin Xuansheng took the sword over, held the hilt with a trace of aura and swam along the hilt to the body of the sword.

Moondust trembled with a buzzing sound, which seemed to be an angry resistance.

Yin Xuansheng didn't let go of his hand, he tightly held the hilt of the sword, suppressing the struggle of the Yuechen sword.

If his deduction is correct, Ah Qian's other souls are in this sword.

He frowned, and felt a mixed breath. There seemed to be more than one kind of breath in this sword, and there was another kind of breath mixed in it.

Xia Zijiao watched the Yuechen sword tremblingly struggling in his hand. Although the distance was not far away, after Yuechen let go, the young man still felt an indescribable sense of emptiness, as if his body had become much thinner all of a sudden. Things disappeared from his body without a sound.

Yin Xuansheng stared at the Yuechen sword in his hand: "There are many cases of strange and weak spiritual veins, all because the soul was separated by some accidents during the cycle of reincarnation."

The boy listened carefully, as if he was talking about himself.

"Your remnant soul is sealed in this sword. As long as you let him return to your body, the weakness of your spirit veins and soul will be cured."

"Really?" The boy's eyes lit up.

After the Taiyi Immortal Mansion was destroyed, he thought that there was no hope for a cure.

Even though Yuechen Sword made him feel good, Xia Zijiao didn't dare to think that part of his soul was actually sealed in this sword.

It turns out that my illness is really a kind of incompleteness, an incompleteness brought about by reincarnation, an incomplete soul.

"The remnant soul has been sealed for a long time, I will read the ancient books first, and send him back to your body if there is no danger."

"Enen." Xia Zijiao's eyes were completely lit up, looking at Yuechen Jian with sparkling eyes, this sword turned out to be his half-soul, no wonder he listened to him like this.

Feeling turbulent, he breathed out the breath that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time. He could finally be a normal person, cultivate, step on the immortal path, inherit the immortal mansion, and live like a real young monarch.

Yin Xuansheng looked into the young man's eyes, and a ray of brilliance gradually leaked out from his eyes, as if full of anticipation for the future that has yet to come.

The Yuechen sword in his hand was still struggling, and Yin Xuansheng could feel the powerful power in this sword.

He knew that he and A Qian had been deeply entangled in the previous life. With the return of the life-protecting bell and the Changsheng Qin, his power recovered, and some memories about the previous life began to appear vaguely. A hazy feeling began to linger in my heart.

If A Qian is also allowed to recover his strength, he may also remember things from his previous life.

Only Yuechen Sword can kill him.

He died under this sword.

The past between them may not be simple.

He didn't care whether Ah Qian killed him in his previous life, he thought he would care, but when he saw the young man in front of him, all his thoughts subconsciously dissipated.

However, if this is the case, this memory cannot be given to Ah Qian, and there is no need for so much love and hatred between them.

His Ah Qian, as long as he stays by his side like this, he will be happy.