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

Jun Qianyin was sitting at the tea table in white, slowly sipping a cup of tea, her long hair hanging down to the ground.

His favorite thing to do is sit at the table and drink a cup of tea.

Clear rhyme, elegant.

A gust of wind blew away a strand of his black hair.

Then, a cold female voice sounded.

"Are you the one who pushed Master Mozun into the Demon Abyss?"

Before the words fell, a woman's figure appeared in Jun Qianyin's sight.

Dressed in blood-red clothes, she is alluring, her appearance is even more alluring, and the corners of her eyes are faintly red.

Jun Qianyin slowly put down the white porcelain cup in her hand.

The woman took two steps forward with charming steps, and looked at Jun Qianyin contemptuously.

Is this an ordinary person with no immortal power and no cultivation?

So how on earth did he manage to push their high and mighty Demon Lord down the Demon Abyss.

"You are still alive, why didn't our Master Mozun kill you? Or did he imprison you here and slowly torture you to death?"

Their Demon Lords will avenge their revenge, they kill decisively, they are cold-blooded and merciless, they kill their own people whenever they say they want, and they give nicknames to them, so they crazily criticize the Demon Lords.

But looking at this person, he didn't seem to be injured at all. Could it be that their Demon Lord hasn't started to punish him yet?

If she had done this in advance, would Mozun be happy for a while and include herself in the harem, then wouldn't she be the only master of the harem of the demon race?

There have been no women around Mozun for thousands of years, if she did, she would be the only one...

There was a smug smile on Yan Mei's face, isn't she under one person and above ten thousand people.

Looking down at Jun Qianyin from above, her red lips curled up in a charming arc.

"Looking at how good-looking you are, I can't bear to abuse you, so how about giving you a good time?"

Jun Qianyin stood up with her delicate body, dressed in a white robe, as cold as a fairy, although she had no cultivation, but standing in front of her, she felt superior to others.

Seeing people ignoring her, Yan Mei condensed a cloud of black gas between her slender fingers.

With a sneer, "Didn't you hear me talking to you? Just this little devilish energy will make you unable to live or die."

Seeing how fragile he is, Yan Mei stretched out her hand and pushed him first.

There was a cold light in Jun Qianyin's eyes, and when he saw the person behind him, he disappeared in an instant.

Taking two steps back, he leaned weakly on the armrest of the chair, his body precariously precarious.

Yan Mei frowned, she didn't make a move yet, she just gave him a slight push...

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice sounded, as if calling from hell.

Then, a red figure quickly passed her eyes, hugging the person who fell on the ground.

A burst of powerful force lifted Mi Mei's body into the air.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp pain in the internal organs, as if they were squeezed together severely.

Blood spurted from his mouth...

Before the demons guarding the gate could react, they saw Master Qi Mei flying upside down from inside, spraying a mouthful of blood on the ground.

what's the situation?

How did this person get in? They were all guarding outside.

Ye Junyan frowned, and looked nervously at the person in his arms, "Master, is there any injury?"

Jun Qianyin shook her head, "Ah Yan, Master is fine."

Ye Junyan looked up and down carefully and breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting the person gently on the bed, the red figure disappeared in Qingyu Pavilion in an instant.

With evil spirits all over, holding the Soul-Living Fan, it was like killing a god in the dark night.

"Did I let you touch him?"

The deep voice filled everyone's eardrums, causing a burst of dizziness.

Yan Mei, covered in red clothes stained with blood, crawled on the ground in embarrassment, explaining hesitantly,

"Master Mozun... I just want to teach Jun Qianyin a good lesson for you, when he pushed you down the Demon Abyss..."

Ye Junyan tilted his head, his deep eyes were as cold as a snow mountain full of frost, revealing extreme danger.

"I'm not willing to hurt a person with a single hair, so why do you teach me a lesson?"

Before he finished speaking, the Lihun Fan in his hand glowed with blood-red light, drawing a beautiful arc across the sky.

Qi Mei's pupils suddenly shrank, death is coming!

In the blink of an eye, Qi Mei had completely disappeared into the sky.

Ye Junyan took the Lihun fan, and the corner of his mouth curved into a bloodthirsty arc.

Those who are unfavorable to the master should be killed!

The demons guarding the gate were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground, not daring to make a sound, for fear that it would be their turn next.

Ye Junyan turned around, with a kind smile on his face, and closed the Soul-Living Fan in his hand.

"I asked you to guard the gate. You guarded the gate very well. It's very good. Get up."

When all the devils heard the sound, their foreheads were pressed against the cold ground, and they were trembling.

The smile on Ye Junyan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by gloom and darkness.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Since you don't get up, then...go to death."

The gloomy eyes froze, and the Lihun fan in his hand was released instantly, a red light flashed, and all the demons were wiped out!

Disobedient people, just kill them!

"Ah Yan, where have you been?"

A weak voice sounded, and it reached Ye Junyan's ears accurately.

A flash of panic flashed in Ye Junyan's eyes, he put away the Lihun fan in his hand, and smelled his clothes.

In an instant, it changed into a harmless smiling face, with one hand behind its back, and walked in quickly.

It seemed that the one just now was not him, but another person.

Lihun timidly hid aside, and followed in secretly.

Jun Qianyin looked at the red figure with a bright smile, and her voice was delicate and weak, "Ah Yan, where have you been?"

Ye Junyan sat by the bed, holding Jun Qianyin's hand tenderly, "Master, I went to solve some trivial matters, and no one will dare to come here to disturb you in the future."

Lihun stood aside and twitched his lips.

Yes, he killed anyone who dared to disturb you here.

After so many years, Ye Yuan is still a lunatic.

Jun Qianyin looked outside the door, "Are they all your subordinates? The woman just now is very beautiful."

After saying this, he looked at the boy's face.

Ye Junyan showed a harmless smile, "I don't even remember what she looks like, she must not be as good-looking as Master."

Jun Qianyin was sweet in her heart, "Ah Yan knows how to make Master happy, but these people want to kill me, so let's avenge you."

Ye Junyan's eyes were lonely for a moment, and he was forcibly suppressed,

"Master, let's not talk about this anymore, how about going to try on the clothes, the clothes we will wear when we get married."

He didn't want to talk to Master about some things, so he could pretend that they never happened.

As long as... Master can stay by his side well, he can bear anything.

"Wedding clothes, Ah Yan, when did you have such things?"

Ye Junyan's eyes darkened slightly, and he didn't know why he had such a thing.

As if it had been prepared long ago, it was placed in a cabinet in Qingyu Pavilion.

It seems to be tailor-made with him and Master.

He knows best what kind of clothes the master wears, and the size is exactly the same.

So, what happened more than 200 years ago.

Why does he have the wedding dresses of himself and his master?

(?) Married——