"You rebellious brat, you actually want to ride Master?" Liang Guanren's face stiffened, and then he cursed fiercely.
Mu Yin laughed a few times: "Master, I didn't say I would ride you."
Liang Guanren raised his thick eyebrows and stood with his hands behind his back. When he smiled, his wrinkles tightened, and he asked in a slightly dangerous tone: "Then you want to ride my junior?"
Yu Qiu curled his lips and answered, "Master, this is not impossible."
"Brother Qiu is right!" Mu Yin immediately agreed.
Liang Guanren suddenly smiled. He glanced at the seven of them and said in a casual tone: "Since you all have nothing to do, why not let my grandsons help you train in physical cultivation techniques."
"If you win, you can ride them. But if you lose, you will be ridden by them. Strength is the key, how about that?"
"Master, is he not partial at all?"
When Mo Jingqi heard the last sentence, the corner of his mouth twitched. I am afraid that the most eccentric person in the world is you. If Zheng Zheng were here, you would directly hold your heart at her feet and step on it.
"No problem." Feng Xinglan held a wooden sword in his hand and looked eager to try it.
Mo Jing looked at Liang Guanren, smiled and blinked, "Master, you turtle demons have the strongest defense ability. If we win, you have to reward us."
Liang Guanren's smile froze: "..." The red jade is almost gone, these prodigal disciples.
"Master, I can't get out the cauldron right now, so do you have a cauldron?" Yan Chen asked in a calm tone.
When Liang Guanren heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at Yan Chen's warm, jade-like smile. His heart felt a little hairy, and he subconsciously touched his chest.
This disciple Yan Chen... is too poisonous!
Two years ago, he had a fight with Disciple Yan Chen, but he didn't know that he had put poison on the cauldron. In the end, he was defeated by Disciple Yan Chen in two moves.
Liang Guanren stared at Yan Chen, straightened his face and admonished: "Yes, yes, but you have to take it easy and don't harm my grandchildren with poison."
After a pause, he quickly turned his head and glanced at Feng Xinglan and the others.
"And you brats, don't break their turtle shells, otherwise I won't be able to get around you!"
Speaking of this, Liang Guanren looked at Nangong Qingqing, and his old face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum like a magic trick. He said warmly: "Disciple Qingqing, watch them, don't let them go too far.
.In this team, you and the little ancestor are the two who make Master feel at ease the most."
Nangong Qingqing laughed and nodded.
…
Soon, the seven Feng Xinglan people were arranged by Liang Guanren to communicate and exchange ideas with the young talents of the Turtle Demon Tribe.
Liang Guanren's playful smile gradually faded, and he looked thoughtfully in a certain direction.
Before leaving, the little ancestor sent him and Feng Xinglan and the other seven back to the Turtle Demon Tribe, and left a message in his sea of consciousness: Wait for me.
What does the little ancestor have to deal with?
A month and a half has passed since that day.
From that day on, except for the Turtle King and the Wolf King, the other demon kings could not afford to be seriously injured and were sent back to their tribes by the demons of each tribe.
After the ancestors of the major tribes learned that the demon kings had angered the demon gods, they rushed over and slapped them hard several times, regardless of the demon kings' serious injuries, and cursed: "You are disrespectful to the demon gods, you are so stupid.
Got it!"
The demon kings were on the verge of crying, unable to remember what they had done wrong.
But the three charges that represented punishment always lingered in their minds.
The last charge of "letting a wolf into the house" made their whole bodies tremble with fear and made them unable to sleep or eat well, because these four words alone let them know how many crimes they had committed.
Different from the uneasiness of the demon kings, other demons, big and small, are in a state of carnival and excitement because their gods are about to officially return!
…
The demon world, the place where the formation eyes are sealed_
The first thing Yunzheng saw when she woke up was a face as handsome as a god, with his eyebrows drawn in ink slightly wrinkled.
"A Shuo..."
Emperor Zun's deep eyes rolled with a certain emotion, and his voice was a little deeper, and he asked a little more choked up: "Do you know how much danger you will bring if you use up all your power?"
Yunzheng suddenly froze and noticed that he was a little angry.
He spoke again: "When will you think about yourself?"
Emperor Zun's handsome face was tense, and his eyes were locked on her face. Seeing that she was still a little confused, his heart suddenly softened, and his tone softened slightly: "Zheng'er, promise me, anything
Always put your own life first.”
"I will." Yunzheng pursed her lips. She sat up, raised her phoenix eyes to look directly at the Emperor, and said in a slightly weak tone: "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Emperor Zun's Adam's apple rolled, and his deep eyes could not hide the complicated emotions, "...Zheng'er, I don't want to lose you again."
His somewhat cold hand touched her cheek, and his cold and noble eyebrows seemed to be lingering with lingering sadness.
Seeing this, Yunzheng remembered his white hair before, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, making him unable to breathe.
"A Shuo, I will try my best to protect myself." I...will never leave you again.
Yunzheng slowly raised her hand and held his wrist. His body temperature was too cold, which was abnormal. She calmly took his pulse.
But found...
She couldn't find out what his pulse was.
Yunzheng's eyes changed slightly, and she looked at him with a somewhat worried expression.
"A Shuo, what's going on with your pulse?"
A flash of panic flashed across Emperor Zun's eyes, and soon disappeared. He looked at Yunzheng tenderly, his thin lips slightly raised and said: "It's okay, I just woke up to something."
He added: "Don't worry, just like you awakening the power of the demon god, you won't hurt me."
Yunzheng glanced at him thoughtfully, and said in a ferocious manner: "Don't lie to me. If I find out, you will be..."
At this point, she suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered.
"There is no more bridal chamber."
These few fluttering words made Emperor Zun feel confused.
Just when she was about to retreat, a big hand wrapped around her waist, causing her to shrink in his direction, and her forehead just touched his hard chin.
"hiss……"
Then, a kiss gently fell on her reddish forehead.
"Kiss me and it won't hurt anymore."
Yunzheng: "..."
Nonsense, it still hurts a bit.
Suddenly, his brows slightly raised, his thin lips came close to her ear, and his temples rubbed against each other. His deep and charming voice slowly passed into her ears: "When are we going to have a wedding?"
Yunzheng's cheeks suddenly turned red.
Emperor Zun's deep voice was filled with a smile, "How many children will we have in the future?"