Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 763 The Personal Disciple Is the Demon Lord (93)

Sang Jian patted his head, "I'm not like some people who forget what I said when I turned around. I'm still waiting for you to bring me back to the magic palace in a sedan chair."

Yunxian: "..."

He wrapped his arms around Sang Jian's neck, tightening a little more.

Sang Jian sighed, "So many of your subordinates are watching, how long will you cry?"

"I'm not crying anymore." Yun Xian retorted in a muffled voice.

Soon, he got up from Sang Jian.

Taking advantage of the situation, he pulled Sang Jian up from the ground, and the expression on his face had already subsided.

However, those red eyes betrayed him.

Originally they were blood pupils, but now even the whites of the eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, making the whole pair of eyes even weirder.

He stretched out his hand to hold Sang Jian, and seriously said to the others: "This is my master, from now on the entire demon clan, except me, is the one who has the final say."

"Mozun, do you know what you are talking about! Her identity..." Someone expressed dissatisfaction.

In the next second, Yun Xian had already appeared in front of the man, stretched out his hand to grab his neck, and said slowly, "Oh? Are you questioning the words of the deity?"

A powerful demonic energy emanated from him, and everyone felt an irresistible coercion.

They couldn't help but all knelt on the ground.

"Demon Venerable calm down!"

Originally, they saw that Yunxian was still young, even if the seal was lifted, it might be difficult for them to digest the power of the previous life, so they were a little dissatisfied.

Didn't expect him to control it?

"Hmph!" Yunxian threw the man out, and said coldly: "Thousands of years ago, the battle between the deity and the founder of the Qianfeng faction, some of you have never seen it, but you should have heard of it. It can be called ruin In the battle of destroying the land, you don't think that after thousands of years, this deity will not have this strength?"

Everyone: "..."

Suddenly, he smiled, returned to Sang Jian, and took her hand, "Even if I am still young and my strength has not fully recovered, I believe you will never forget my master's strength, right? "

"In the future, I hope you all know what to do and what not to do, what to say and what not to say."

Everyone: "..."

Of course they all remember it clearly!
But who would have thought that the two who were mortal enemies back then could have such a relationship now?
Seeing that everyone was honest, Yun Xian turned his gaze to Sang Jian.

It's just that at this glance, the arrogance just now has passed, and he immediately changed into a shy look.

"Master, will you go home with me now?"

Sang Jian curled her lips, "Okay, I've been tossing around for a long time, and I'm tired."

Yun Xian quickly turned around and said to the guardian: "Hurry up and prepare the sedan chair, I'm going to bring Master back to the Demon Palace today!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" the guardians responded, and left in a scrambling manner.

"..."

Sang Jian thought it was a little funny.

Will this group of protectors have regretted it?

If he had known earlier, he should have killed Yun Xian in the underground palace, right?

As soon as he came out, he shouted at them.

"Master~" Yun Xian reached out to hug Sang Jian.

Sang Jian regained consciousness, "What's wrong?"

Yunxian smiled, "It's nothing, just to make sure, you really didn't leave."

"You won't leave me in the future, right?" He looked at Sang Jian sincerely.

Sang Jian raised his eyebrows.

She put her arms around Yun Xian's shoulders, turned around with him, and turned her back to the rest of the Demon Race.

Her other finger was entwined with demonic energy, and she held it in front of Yun Xian.

"Don't worry about it now?"

Yunxian: "..."

He immediately reached out and grabbed Sang Jian's hand, for fear of being seen by others.

(End of this chapter)