Demon Venerable Dao Companion will never break off the marriage

The word A Qian is wrapped in intimacy from the inside to the outside.

Yin Xuansheng never called others by their names, and he seldom even mentioned their names. Names represent a connection, but there is no such connection between him and the people around him.

The young man was looking at him with burning eyes, then his eyes moved slightly, and he looked sideways towards the window.

Yin Xuansheng looked sideways, and he naturally felt that the aura of the demon cultivator beside Yin Chenguang was approaching.

Xia Zijiao frowned slightly puzzled, he didn't have the powerful ability of Yin Xuansheng, he just noticed a maid was approaching, but the dishes had already been served, such an unruly thing had never happened in his life, he Something feels wrong.

Turning his head to look at Yin Xuansheng, his eyes were full of doubts: "Our Immortal Mansion doesn't have such rules."

Obviously it was Yin Chenguang who did it, but he didn't know what he was going to do. Xia Zijiao couldn't point it out, so he could only look at Yin Xuansheng.

His gaze stretched out, and Yin Xuansheng caught it too. Knowing what he was wondering about, he got up and walked out: "I'll go and have a look."

A Xiao was still standing outside, saw Yin Xuansheng coming out of the room, and then looked inside the door curtain, his young master was raising his hand, signaling him to follow Yin Xuansheng quickly.

It would be troublesome to kill him, and it would be troublesome not to kill him. This Yin Chenguang is really a troublemaker.

Xia Zijiao also stepped out to follow, staying far behind, not intending to get involved in this struggle, after all, he is the young master of the Immortal Mansion, and it would be too clear-cut to end in person.

The Great Elder was concentrating on controlling the maid, while Yin Chenguang stood aside, playing with a warm jade pendant between his fingers, not intending to make the Great Elder back down.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Go up and shoot directly."

The First Elder hesitated for a moment: "Eldest Young Master, isn't it too obvious to do this, Xia Zijiao is watching from the side."

"Based on his cultivation, killing him is as easy as pie. If you kill him, you will kill him. Can Xia Zijiao have any evidence to prove that we did it? Moreover, if Yin Xuansheng killed him instead, wouldn't it prove that his cultivation is abnormal?"

The Great Elder suddenly realized that it was more than abnormal cultivation. Yin Xuansheng killed the maidservant in Chiyun Immortal Mansion, and beating a dog depends on the master, let alone such a strict fairy mansion.

He closed his hands together, and suddenly clenched his fingers tightly, and the devilish energy suddenly surged at the fingertips.

Even though Yin Xuansheng now claims that his foundation has been ruined, as the elder of Wugou Immortal Mansion, he has watched Yin Xuansheng grow at such a terrifying speed over the years, and he does not dare to take it lightly.

Wakoin.

Yin Xuansheng looked at the person who was approaching him step by step, his brows raised slightly, obviously, he felt something interesting.

His eyes fell on the center of the woman's eyebrows, a faint black mark was hidden in the center of her eyebrows, this kind of soul control method was really low-level, he slightly raised his hand, and a sharp sword light condensed under his hand.

As soon as the sword intent came out, A Xiao's footsteps froze, and he raised his hand to stop the young man who was eager to try: "Young Lord, don't step forward, his sword intent is full of Gengjin evil spirit."

Xia Zijiao looked at A Xiao's side face and looked at him with a serious face, but he roughly guessed that he must be very surprised at the moment. After all, Xia Zijiao was also surprised at the beginning. A trivial cultivation base still has such a deterrent effect.

Of course he didn't want to get close. After all, Geng Jinsha and the ruthless way, few people in this world can be unscathed in front of these two things, but the biggest problem at the moment is that if he doesn't make a move, Yin Xuansheng will fight with this person. If Yin Xuansheng It's inappropriate for him, the young master, to watch the person who killed him in the Immortal Mansion.

Yin Xuansheng's killing showed signs that he had already cultivated in the way of magic. It would be inappropriate for him to pretend that he didn't know.

So now the person being roasted on the fire is Xia Zijiao, he must not let Yin Xuansheng make a move.

Xia Zijiao glanced sideways at A Xiao. After several glances, he finally felt that with A Xiao's character, letting him know that Yin Xuansheng had cultivated the magic way was equivalent to letting the whole fairy house know. This matter can only be done by himself, and he must not pretend to others.

Xia Zijiao lowered the arm that was blocking him, and calmly shook his head: "It's okay, let me go."

A Xiao looked at his young master's instructions and was confused for a moment, but he still lowered his arms.

Xia Zijiao immediately walked up quickly, and before Yin Xuansheng could make a move, he yelled, "Get out of the way."

Immediately he raised his hand, and the magic weapon carved with rune formations on his thin wrist emitted a burst of strong spiritual power fluctuations. His body protection magic weapon could be used to attack and defend, and this move would not hurt the maidservant's life , but enough to control her.

The boy's voice was clear, full of youthful innocence and pampered softness, Yin Xuansheng frowned and turned away sideways, letting the spiritual power sweep past him, hitting the man parasitized by the devilish energy hard. physically.

But the sword intent under his hand didn't stop, and even became stronger. The moment the spiritual power swept past, he stood back to his original position and blocked in front of the young man.

He was half a head taller than Xia Zijiao, and he almost blocked the boy's entire line of sight for a moment when he turned his body sideways and stood in front of the boy.

Xia Zijiao only felt that Yin Xuansheng in front of him was so tall and broad-shouldered, all of them were one size bigger than himself. The next moment, he felt a strong sense of discomfort, and moved his steps to lean out. Looking up, I saw that the parasitized servant girl had been pushed back several feet by his strike just now. She was standing far away, but the black spot between her eyebrows was thicker than before.

"What's going on?" Xia Zijiao looked at the man's situation and became a little uneasy.

"Attacks against the body are ineffective against the controller." Yin Xuansheng said lightly.

Not only is it ineffective, but the body feels pain, and the anger in the unconscious state will make the demonic energy even more tyrannical.

The young man has never been out of the Immortal Mansion, and even the word Mozu is probably just some general records that he has seen in books. It is written with pen and ink on paper, and the rice paper with the smell of books and fine gold leaf has never been stained black.

Looking at the young man's expression of bewilderment for a moment, it seemed that he was annoyed that he had done something wrong. With a trace of embarrassment, he looked at him with bright eyes: "Then...then what should I do?"

Xia Zijiao was indeed stunned, if his method couldn't deal with this devilish energy, he had no other way to use it.

In the distant courtyard, Yin Chenguang looked at the image of the great elder's wisp of spiritual consciousness, and saw the young man hiding behind Yin Xuansheng with a trusting appearance. But he was looking at Yin Xuansheng with these eyes, almost admiring him.

He squeezed his fingers tightly, and a burst of flame burst out from his heart, burning into his seven orifices: "Kill Yin Xuansheng immediately!"

He wanted Yin Xuansheng to die in front of Xia Zijiao, and he wanted Xia Zijiao to know that Yin Xuansheng was nothing more than that, not enough to be a man worth relying on.

And when Yin Xuan was alive and dead in front of him, why not he appeared gracefully to clean up the mess.

The tactic of the Great Elder's fingers moved slightly, tightening it even more.

There is already flying sand and rocks in Heguangyuan.

When Yin Xuansheng raised his hand, a cold glow radiated, and the black robes flew in the wind. Xia Zijiao couldn't bear standing behind him, but he still insisted on standing still.

He swore that if Yin Xuansheng didn't want to hide his strength, he probably wouldn't even need to lift a finger to kill this puppet.

But if he didn't hide his strength, and just exposed his identity as Moxiu, Xia Zijiao would feel a little embarrassed thinking about it.

After all, they are Chiyun Immortal Mansion here. Although people of the Immortal Dao do not necessarily have higher morals than the other five realms, the Immortal Mansions still care about the slogan of Heavenly Dao Haoran.

Xia Zijiao's mind was spinning fast, trying to come up with a way. Although he has cultivation, he can't deal with such a powerful demon puppet. He is not a killer.

The puppet on the opposite side was already slowly moving, and its slender white fingers pinched a strange formula, and there was a disturbing fluctuation in the air.

Hiding behind Yin Xuansheng, Yin Xuansheng bore most of the coercion, and even the cold intention of his Gengjin evil spirit was only directed forward.

The young man is a flower grown in this Immortal Mansion. It blooms all year round, but it cannot withstand a finger's destruction. It is so clean that it has a translucent fragility. Sorry.

The puppet summoned a large wave of demonic energy, which surrounded her almost like a miasma. His eyes had lost their light, and only his hands continued to make tactic. It was obvious that the person who controlled her was doing tactic.

The black air became more and more intense, and the moment it attacked, Xia Zijiao yelled: "Be careful." With a movement of his body, he moved extremely quickly to block Yin Xuansheng.

Under the eroding pain of the demonic energy and Gengjin evil energy, Xia Zijiao lost consciousness for a moment, feeling the darkness coming, Xia Zijiao felt very good.

Let's fight, whatever Yin Xuansheng does, as long as he can't see, A Xiao is stupid, so he shouldn't be able to see anything.

In the aftermath of the last bit of consciousness dissipating, Xia Zijiao looked at Yin Xuansheng's face that became extremely cold for a moment. Yin Xuansheng seemed to have never expected such a scene, and the hostility gushing out of his dark eyes could not be concealed for a moment.

Under the hostility, it was shock.

Xia Zijiao could only squeeze out three words in the last moment before he passed out.

"Don't kill...her."

The young man's face was pale, like a flower that had lost its color, poured into his arms, and even the veins of the blood vessels were clearly visible in the pale neck that was lifted up weakly.

Yin Xuansheng did not stretch out his hand to hold the sword, but hugged him, hugged the frail young man who stood in front of him and fell into his arms.

The boy is very light, but the feeling of being held in his arms is very heavy, as if there is finally something that can belong to his arms.

But now, this person who could belong to his arms was injured.

Yin Xuansheng raised his eyes and looked at the puppet, the blackness in his eyes was rolling.

He called out in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Alaya."

It was icy cold.

"Yes, my lord."

The magic snake circled around and spit out a scarlet letter.