The devil that covers the sky

Chapter 151

The residence of the saintess in Yaochi, in the hall of the saintess.

The spring night is bitter and the days are high. From now on, the king will not go to court early. Who doesn't like the gentle township?Even the emperor will perish...

Zhao Qianyu hugged Weiwei and woke up leisurely from sleep.Even after nine reincarnations and two eternal darknesses, some of his habits have not changed. For example, now, he really wants to smoke a cigarette.

It has to be said that Weiwei is really too strong, Zhao Qianyu fought for several days in a row before he took the man in his arms, which proved the majesty of a man...

This was the first time he observed his wife's sleeping face up close. It was quiet, holy, leisurely, and peaceful. The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pretty face was like a red lotus after the rain. The holiness added a touch of beauty.

Like a tacit understanding, Weiwei woke up from a dream.

I have to say that it is the happiest thing to see the person you love the most when you wake up.

"Weiwei." Zhao Qianyu softly called his wife's name.

Weiwei groaned, "Husband."

Facing such a lovely wife, Zhao Qianyu's eyes warmed up again, and soon the two of them entered into another ups and downs...

……

I don't know how long they have been lingering, and the two finally quenched their thirst for similarity. They looked at each other affectionately, and their unbroken love was like a river.

There is no need for any sweet words or vows between the two of them. They have a good understanding, and they just quietly enjoy the joy of reunion.

There are no fairy couples that outsiders think of here, nor the honor and power they imagined, only a pair of ordinary lovers.

Putting aside all external things, this man is not some peerless demon, and this woman is not some peerless Eastern Immortal, they are just ordinary couples who have walked together since they were weak, with no utilitarianism, only the purest first love.

The end of yang is yin after all, in the joy of love, but also the sadness of love.

Because of love, so worry.

Because you get it, you are more afraid of losing it.

Neither of them wanted to affect the other's path. The road to the emperor is long, the future is uncertain, the darkness and turmoil are not far away, and life and death are unpredictable...

Weiwei snuggled into Zhao Qianyu's arms, her pretty face pressed tightly against her husband's chest, feeling the warmth again, then raised her head, looked into the other's eyes, and gently parted her red lips: "You don't have to be on the emperor's road. Take care of me, let go and fight."

Zhao Qianyu heard Weiwei's worry from this sentence. He nodded, held on to Weiwei's hand, and comforted him softly: "Weiwei, my love, I believe you have the potential to prove the Tao. As for only one person in a lifetime You don’t have to think too much about proving the way, you just need to practice with all your strength, and leave the rest to your husband.”

His eyes were full of self-confidence and the courage to break everything, and his voice suddenly rose: "No matter what, my husband will make a bright future for you!"

Weiwei was very happy after hearing Zhao Qianyu's words, her beautiful eyes were full of love.

"Of course I will not give up my path of practice. Even if it is my husband who first proves the Tao, I will try my best to live as long as possible and stay with my husband..."

This kind of self-confidence infected Weiwei. She seemed to have taken a reassurance, strengthened the thoughts that had arisen before, and clarified her own path: instead of cutting off love, it is better to go against the road.

Although she has never obtained the Sendai Scroll of the Demon Emperor's Sutra, Weiwei can still feel the Demon Emperor's thoughts from the fragmented scripture in her hand.The more she studies the scriptures, the more she can discover that if an ordinary snow rabbit is not supported by obsession, how can it transform into the strongest real dragon?
Weiwei doesn't know what the Demon Emperor's obsession is, but she knows that the other party must also take the road of not cutting himself, but cutting the way!
Wei Wei and Zhao Qianyu had a tacit understanding in the matter of cutting the Dao against each other. They did not interfere with each other's practice, but each led to the same result.

"I remember that your appointment with Nan Yao is today? Do you still want to go?" Zhao Qianyu asked.

Weiwei sat on Zhao Qianyu's lap, her feet swaying back and forth, and her tone was playful: "Go, why don't you go?"

……

Somewhere in Yaochi, there is a wide area.

"Fairy Weiwei, please!" Qi Lin waited for Weiwei to attack first.

Around the battlefield, the monks were discussing a lot, discussing which one would win, and some even opened the market, betting on which one would win, Dongxian or Nanyao, but the person who opened the market just shouted, and all the monks in Donghuang beat Weiwei to win , I can't fix him anymore.

"Damn laughing, here's the opening, who dares to pressure Fairy Weiwei to lose, isn't he afraid of being wrung off by the devil?" A monk laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The monks burst into laughter, and the scene was chaotic.

And on the side of the elder powerhouses, there are not too few discussions.

"It is said that the Southern Demon is extremely powerful, but over the years, the Eastern Immortal has defeated the Northern Emperor and the Western Bodhisattva in succession. Can the Southern Demon survive defeat?" Ji Jiada was puzzled.

"It's hard to say, peerless evildoers like them cannot be evaluated by old men like us who have lost their way." Jiang Jiada shook his head.

The Queen Mother of Yaochi West smiled without saying a word.

"Just wait and see." Da Neng from the Shrine of Light smiled, clearly having absolute confidence in Weiwei's strength.

The old Chilong Taoist didn't even look at the battlefield, and said in a loud voice: "Let's not talk about the Taoist companion of the Demon Lord, even if the Demon Lord cultivated an apprentice, the Nan Yao would not be able to win."

Old licking dragon.

But as the Dao Slayer King, he has now stepped into the realm of a saint with one foot, and none of the people present dared to refute him.

Zhao Qianyu glared at the old dragon, quite speechless, even if he licked me like this, I couldn't possibly create the Immortal Scroll of the Demon Emperor's Sutra out of thin air?
Nan Yao Qi Lin frowned when he heard it, thinking that it is possible for you to say that I can't beat Dong Xian, but you said that I can't beat the apprentice trained by the Demon Lord, isn't that too much?
Qi Fushui glared at the old Chilong Taoist, hesitated to speak, and remembered the old clapper in his heart.

Seeing that Weiwei was unwilling to strike first, Nan Yao took the initiative to attack. Even without the inheritance of the Demon Emperor, his strength is not weak, and the first move is a powerful secret technique.

His black hair was disheveled, and he soared into the air like a big dragon across the sky, drawing runes with both hands and sending out a billowing demonic aura.

It was a vast ancient palace of the Demon Emperor, which was evolved by him with divine power, and it was suppressed like a thousand mountains, making the void tremble and roar, full of oppression.

Petals fluttered all over Weiwei's body, and the crystal petals exuded colorful fairy light. Under the ultimate beauty, there was a shocking murderous intent hidden.

She is like a Nine-Heaven Xuannv, disillusioned with every step, with petals shedding at every step, exuding layers of fairy aura, her jade feet are like a dragonfly on water, with a light step, she can span endless distances and reach the front of Nan Yao. Facing this vast palace head-on.

(End of this chapter)