Seeing someone coming, the young master of the Fox clan broke away from the battle and stepped back a few steps. After all, the demon cultivator was still strong enough to restrain the demon cultivator.
Moreover, he still had some minor conflicts with the demon saint son, and he was no match for him. This snake half-demon was difficult to deal with, so it was better for him to avoid it.
The young master of the Fox clan took the opportunity to disappear, leaving only the demon clan's holy son and his subordinates on the bloody battlefield.
Shen Mochen's Xuanyi was stained with blood. Of course it was all other people's blood, except for the wound on his arm.
Seeing that the demon cultivator who was fighting with Mu Jinnian stopped fighting and saluted the visitor, he immediately guessed the man's identity.
But so what if he is the Holy Son of the Demon Clan. Anyone who dares to touch him must first ask him if he agrees.
Xie Wuxin's expression was indifferent. Although he was a member of the Demon Clan and a very respected Saint Son, he had a gentle and gentle appearance.
Only when you laugh, you will give people a feeling of evil and evil.
He looked at Shen Mochen carefully, without any intention of taking action. When he walked up to Shen Mochen, he politely introduced himself:
"I, the Holy Son of the Demon Clan, Xie Wuxin, have long heard that the disciples of Yuqing Immortal Lord are very powerful. It is indeed true when I see him today."
Shen Mochen chuckled lightly, his eyes still dark red, "Aren't you going to capture someone? The Demon Clan's Holy Son actually treated me politely."
Xie Wuxin waved his hand, glanced at his subordinates, and seemed to reproach him: "My subordinates acted without permission, which was not my order. I rushed to stop him as soon as I heard the news, and I must have arrived not too late. "
The idea of capturing the three people was indeed not his order. He just received the news to see the outcome of the battle. How could he expect to see the demonized immortal cultivator.
Moreover, he is also a half-demon, and he is the younger brother of the person who contracted the Demonic Sword.
It's not that he didn't take action because he couldn't defeat him, but even if he defeated this person and captured them, how could Yue Li, as the leader of the righteous path, hand over the magic sword because of a few hostages.
He is not as stupid as those demon cultivators, he has a better way.
"Put your sword away. I'm not here to fight with you. Instead, I want to get to know you and make friends."
Shen Mochen chuckled, everyone said that this demon saint son had an exquisite mind and his behavior was very different from that of the Twelve Demon Lords. It was indeed true when he saw him today.
But since ancient times, gods and demons have not been at odds with each other. How can they interact with each other? He must have his purpose in saying this.
Shen Mochen withdrew his natal sword. He was too lazy to fight with Xie Wuxin and said directly: "Speak directly if you have something to say. There is no need to hide it."
"Hahaha, refreshing, I like to deal with cheerful people.
I heard that you are half-demon, and you are regarded as a shame by the Demon King. You must hate your demon bloodline, otherwise you would not join the Immortal Sect."
Speaking of this, Xie Wuxin smiled, and then continued in a sincere tone: "Actually, what I want to say is, you can cultivate both immortals and demons, why don't you try to cultivate demons?
I just met you and I feel like we are like old friends at first sight. I think we should be able to become close friends who talk and drink together."
Si Tong felt numb after hearing the conversation between the two.
Who wants to drink and talk with him and be a confidant? Does the villain need him as a friend?
No, this person is used to confuse people's minds, we can't let the villain talk to him anymore.
She winked wildly at Mu Jinnian. Now that she couldn't reveal her identity, it was natural for her to remain silent.
Mu Jinnian instantly understood what Sitong meant and walked up to the two people who were speaking, "The Demon Clan's Holy Son asked my junior brother to change to the Demonic Path as soon as they met. It would be too disrespectful of the Tianheng Sect."
Xie Wuxin's signature fake smile appeared on his face, "I just saw that he was suitable for cultivating demons, so I said a few more words, but I didn't just say that I wanted to make friends with him casually."
After saying that, Xie Wuxin looked at Shen Mochen again and said with a sincere expression: "I still have something important to do. Please think about what I just said slowly. Come to the Holy Son's Mansion to find me at any time when you think about it."
After saying that, he generously gave Shen Mochen the access token to the Holy Son's Mansion, and then disappeared with his subordinates.
Si Tong frowned as he looked at the token in Shen Mochen's hand. This token had to be thrown away by the villain.
She walked towards the villain and coughed lightly.
"Junior brother, you don't really want to go to the Holy Son Mansion to find the Demonic Saint Son, do you? He wants to get close to you for the Demonic Sword. Don't be fooled by him. You should throw away this token."
Shen Mochen nodded slightly. After seeing Si Tong approaching, the scarlet color in his eyes faded a little, "Sister, don't worry, I won't be used by him."
After saying that, he actually put away the black token in his hand.
When Si Tong saw this, he just wanted to shout, "Are you kidding me?"
He promised that it would not be used, but he kept the token. What did he want to do?
While in trance, Shen Mochen took back his natal magical weapon. Thinking of his senior brother's use of spiritual power to avoid attacks, he felt inexplicably warm in his heart.
He doesn't want his own magic weapon to be damaged, and he doesn't want him to get hurt, right?
But he also spent a whole day with Mu Jinnian in Yunzhong City.
When the atmosphere was silent, Mu Jinnian summoned the flying magic weapon,
"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it on the way back to the clan. It's almost time."
The three of them got on the flying boat, and Tuanzi had turned back into a white cat, because his brother would only hug him if he turned back into a cat.