After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

The man was wearing a red robe, which was flapping in the wind, with a ghost mask with blue fangs on his face.After a while, it landed on the ground and put the person down without any regrets.

In the blink of an eye, that figure quickly flashed across the air.

Jun Qianyin stared at the red figure in the midair with her eyes burning, her heart beating violently.

"Ah Yan!"

The weak voice was blown away by the wind, and there was no response.

Jun Qianyin lowered her eyes desolately, and muttered to herself, "Ah Yan...are you still blaming Master?"

With a big knife in his hand, Gu Qingyu rushed over quickly with big strides.

"Ah Yin! Are you injured? I saw a few demons coming in the direction of Qingyun Pavilion."

Seeing that the person didn't speak, Gu Qingyu checked up and down, and was relieved to make sure that he was not injured.

Jun Qianyin pulled a sleeve of Gu Qingyu's robe with excitement, "Brother, Ah Yan is back, he was the one who saved me just now."

Gu Qingyu frowned, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Jun Qianyin's fair forehead, "Ayin, are you sick and confused?"

That brat, wouldn't he be wiped out long ago?

"It's Ah Yan. Although he was wearing a mask, I didn't see his face, but he must be Ah Yan, and he must still be blaming me..."

Jun Qianyin's eyes were full of disappointment, and he took all the faults on himself.

Gu Qingyu held his slender arm, "Ayin, you are not in good health, go back and lie down, don't think too much."

That brat died for three months, Ah Yin still couldn't forget it, he made himself like this, if he really didn't die, he would beat that brat to death again!

Jun Qianyin was led into the room by someone, and she kept muttering to herself, "Ah Yan...will never forgive me, and will never come back to me again."

"Ah Yin, he has fallen into the abyss and disappeared into ashes. You have to look forward, and you can't give up your life because of him alone. You still have brothers and master. Do you want master to be sent away by a white-haired man?" Brunette?"

Jun Qianyin couldn't listen to Gu Qingyu's words now. There was only one thought in his mind, and Ah Yan was blaming him.

Gu Qingyu put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and patted his slender hands.

"Ayin, stay here well, don't come out, I'll go to the front hall to have a look."

Gu Qingyu was busy at both ends, Shizun and Master Yuanyang traveled around the world, and handed over Nuo Da's Xianmen Mountain to him.

A Yin still looks like this, the master is not in a hurry, just let him use the life extension pill.

Gu Qingyu shook his head, sighed, and left Qingyun Pavilion with the Lieyang Saber in his hand.

Most of the demons outside have been wiped out, but looking at the wounds, it seems that they were not injured by their swords.

Gu Qingyu didn't think much about it, and led people to continue cleaning up the corpse.

The arctic magic city is peaceful.

Hei Yan sat on the big seat, holding the beautiful woman in red shirt in his arms, feeling very contented.

"What happened to the people I sent out, did they come back after being beaten to pieces?"

The selfish demon half-kneeled on the ground, "Yes, the demon lord, you sent some of the lowest-level demons there, and they have all been wiped out."

Hei Yan sneered, "That's good, it was just for show, tell Li Xun that all the people sent by the master have been wiped out, and the things can't be obtained."

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind suddenly hit.

Before everyone could react, a crimson fan flew across the air quickly, and Hei Yan's hair was tied up high, and half of it was cut off in an instant.

People around hugged their heads and squatted on the ground.

Hei Yan's hair fell on his shoulders, he was extremely embarrassed, his face was flushed, and he said with extreme anger, "Who!"

"Who! Get out of here, don't play tricks. Hei Yan, who has been the master of the demon clan for more than 200 years, may have forgotten who the real master is."

A gloomy and cold voice resounded in the Demon Race Hall.

Heiyan's red pupils suddenly widened, and he fell down from the skeleton chair, looking around in fear.

Suddenly he shouted in panic, "Ye Yuan! Ye Yuan is still alive, how could Ye Yuan be still alive?"

Hasn't Ye Yuan been pushed down the Demon Abyss, and disappeared in ashes!

There were many demons kneeling below, and when they heard this voice, they crouched on the ground trembling, not daring to get up.

"The deity is still alive, are you surprised?"

A figure came against the wind, as fast as thunder and lightning, before everyone heard it clearly, the red figure landed at the entrance of the hall with a "swish".

There was a touch of arrogance and unruliness on Qingjun's face, three thousand blue hairs fluttered in the wind, one strand fell down his chest, and the tail was red.

The thin crimson lips curled up faintly, as if showing disdain.

Holding the Soul-Living Fan in his hand, he looks like a god of darkness.

Hei Yan is also dressed in red, and there is a gap between the two of them.

"Demon Lord!"

If it was said that Ye Junyan was the Demon Lord before, no one would believe it, but now, no one would doubt it.

Standing in place, it is like looking down on the king, and the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, turning into a foil!

Darkness, crimson!

Heiyan's pupils opened slightly, his hands trembled, and he muttered to himself in a daze, "Demon Lord..."

He has obviously fallen into the Demon Abyss, why is he still alive?

When Qi Mei saw the person coming, she quickly distanced herself from Heiyan, with admiration in her eyes.

The selfish demon and the dark demon both lowered their heads to the ground.

When Ye Junyan saw these two people he was familiar with, his breath froze in vain, and the fan in his hand was instantly released!

The blood-red fan spun once in mid-air, slashed across the necks of the two of them, and disappeared in an instant!

"Meet the Demon Lord!"

Seeing this situation, everyone knelt down and shook their heads.

With messy hair on top, Hei Yan attacked Ye Junyan like crazy.

why!

Why is he still alive!

Black Yan's eyes exuded thick anger, burning into his entire heart and lungs!

As long as he is still alive, he will always be the devil under one person!

Ye Junyan's slender hands stuck out from his cuffs, and accurately strangled Hei Yan's throat.

Tilting his head, his deep voice seemed to be calling from hell, "I want to die, but unfortunately, you can't die so early."

A severe headache spread all over his body, and Heiyan was thrown outside the hall like a rag, with bright red blood spitting out of his mouth.

Mozun!

Could it be the power of the magic source that has been recovered!

Heiyan felt suffocated in his chest, his ears were ringing, and he propped up his body, precariously on the verge of falling.

Among the many demons, none of them dared to step forward to help.

Ye Junyan leaned on the skeleton seat, wild and unrestrained, his movements were smooth and flowing, looking down on everything.

"Who else wants to sit in this position, stand up."

The people below knelt together and kowtowed one after another.

"The Demon Venerable is back! Swear to follow him to the death!"

Ye Junyan chuckled, and there was no emotion in his cold eyes.

"Hei Yan, take someone to Xianmen Mountain and invite the master of this deity back."

Hei Yan was about to refuse when a black elixir came through the air and fell into his throat in an instant.

He stretched out his hand to strangle his throat, but it still didn't work!

Ye Junyan closed the fan in his hand, and said in a cold tone, "This is the Red Demon Pill."

The Red Demon Pill, the elixir for controlling demons, is immortal, and can be controlled even after death, unless the soul disappears in thin air.

Hei Yan clenched his fists and knelt on the ground, a few words sounded from between his teeth, "Swear to the Demon Lord to the death."

Then he led the crowd and left the Demon Race Hall.

When the red light flashed, a small figure appeared beside Ye Junyan.

"Master, are you really happy to do this?"

Ye Junyan looked into the distance with empty and cold eyes, "Why am I unhappy, the world is not for me to play with."