Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 652 A hot potato

"Being the concubine of the Holy Lord of the Demonic Path, if I have the opportunity to give birth to my eldest son in the future, and maybe I can rule the Demonic Path, that would be great!" Baguio held her heart with both hands, acting like a nymphomaniac.

It was as if, with her wisdom, she had completely failed to understand the hidden meaning behind Ming Xiaoyang's big fanfare of sending people to deliver betrothal gifts.

"Yao'er." Seeing his daughter speak, the Ghost King frowned and said, "Although the Yin Yue Dynasty is the orthodoxy of our demonic path, and the Seven Nights Demon Lord is the strongest demon king in the history of the demonic path, but because of this, he has become a powerful figure."

"It may not be a good thing for you to marry him!"

Baguio made a face at his father and said, "Dad, people know."

"But that bastard Seven Nights Demon Lord," Baguio's eyes flashed with a hint of shyness as he mentioned Ming Xiaoyang, "I have been planning on marrying him for a long time. There is nothing wrong with marrying him."

Demonic power is respected by those who are strong. A man who has made great achievements at a young age is really a great temptation for women in the chaotic world of cultivation.

Therefore, unknowingly, Baguio has become curious about Ming Xiaoyang. Although she has not yet fallen in love with her, she does not resist becoming his woman.

Regarding his daughter's reaction, the Ghost King sighed in his heart and quickly gave Suzaku Youji a wink.

Suzaku stood up, took one of Baguio's hands, and persuaded: "Yao'er, don't be confused. The matter between Qiye Demon Lord and Yan Hongye has been widely circulated, and you should have heard about it. Qiye The person the Demon King loves is the daughter of his father-killing enemy, so even if you marry him, you won’t get his love.”

Baguio smiled freely and said: "Aunt You, I know, but isn't it more interesting this way?"

Having said this, Baguio's smooth eyebrows showed a bit of malice, "I would like to see if Qiye can resist the charm of this girl!"

"When he falls in love with this girl, I will kick him away and let him know how powerful I am!"

"You!" Seeing Baguio's reaction, Youji couldn't help but laugh. She stretched out a white finger, tapped Baguio's little face, and cursed with a smile.

"Hehehe." Baguio laughed sheepishly, stuck out her tongue, turned around and ran out of the hall.

"Brother Long." The Ghost King ordered Qinglong, the leader of the Four Holy Envoys, "Write a letter yourself and give it to the person sent by the Seven Nights Demon Lord, saying that I have agreed to his marriage proposal, but now my daughter is still young. I’m young and it’s not convenient to hold a wedding.”

"I hope the Holy Lord can be considerate and delay the marriage until after the demon attacks the Seventh Evil!"

"The sect master is brilliant." After listening to the Ghost King's narration, Qinglong came to his senses and agreed with admiration.

This thing sent by the Seven Night Demon Lord is really a gift that cannot be refused.

Now, if the marriage is postponed until after the Heavenly Demon Chong Qi Sha succeeds, then if the Seven Night Demon Lord succeeds, then he can marry Baguio and have a big backer.

On the contrary, if he fails, even if he saves one life, the demonic orthodoxy of the Yinyue Dynasty will definitely be severely damaged.

At that time, there is no need to deny this marriage.

It was just that the wedding was delayed until after the Heavenly Demon attacked the Seven Evils, and the hot potato was dealt with. The four holy envoys were all convinced.

For a moment, everyone looked at the Ghost King with admiration in their eyes.

………………

"Brother Qiye, please let me leave the Demon Palace!" In the Demon Palace, Ming Xiaoyang had just arrived at the front hall of his palace to enjoy a simple breakfast.

A few eggs, fragrant fried dough sticks, and light and delicious rice porridge were his morning meal.

Unexpectedly, after picking up a fried dough stick and taking a few bites, Nie Xiaoqian ran over and begged Ming Xiaoyang.

A pair of beautiful big eyes blinked, vaguely flashing with tears, as if she wanted to kneel down right now and beg Ming Xiaoyang to let her go.

In the deepest part of her eyes, there was a trace of hatred that she didn't even notice.

The willful girl could no longer endure the Demon Palace, let alone the days without Ning Caichen. She wished that Ning Caichen was by her side now so that she could feel the pain of missing her.

"Xiaoqian, the love between man and devil is destined to have no good results." Ming Xiaoyang put down the fried dough sticks in his hand and said with a sincere look on his face.

Nie Xiaoqian screamed: "I'm not a monster, I'm a human."

In an instant, unforgettable hatred flashed across that pretty face. For her, the Demon Palace was no longer heaven, but hell.

A hell that had deceived her for eighteen years!
  "Brother Qiye, don't you love Xiaoqian the most?" Nie Xiaoqian grabbed Ming Xiaoyang's lapel and begged, "Give me my true body, then the scholar and I will no longer be in love with each other. There will be a happy ending!”

At the end of the story, Nie Xiaoqian almost wanted to kneel down and beg Ming Xiaoyang to agree.

Ming Xiaoyang turned his head and looked at Nie Xiaoqian. A trace of love flashed across his sword eyes, and he said with emotion: "Xiaoqian, Brother Qiye really wants to promise you."

"Brother Qiye, let's go quickly!" When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, she jumped up from the ground and grabbed Ming Xiaoyang's hand. She wished she could take out her true body from the Phantom Wave Pond right now.

Unexpectedly, she was already running, but Ming Xiaoyang remained motionless.

When she turned around, she was greeted by Ming Xiaoyang's playful expression.

"Xiaoqian, as Brother Qiye, I can promise you, but as Saint Lord Qiye, I can't promise you!"

"What?" Nie Xiaoqian was stunned when she heard Ming Xiaoyang's words. The simple-minded little girl really couldn't understand the difference between Brother Qiye and Saint Lord Qiye.

I don’t understand what the difference is between the two!
  "Brother Qiye, why can't you promise me?" Nie Xiaoqian looked at Ming Xiaoyang blankly and asked repeatedly.

Ming Xiaoyang picked up the fried dough sticks he had put aside again, put it in his mouth, took a bite, chewed the food in his mouth, and said lazily: "No reason, because you are a grudge from the seventh generation."

"As the Holy Lord of the Demonic Path, I am responsible for the entire Demonic Path. I cannot let you leave the Demonic Palace like this!"

"Ah!" After hearing the words spoken by her closest brother Qiye, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't bear it any longer. Tears as clear as pearls burst out of her eyes. She let out a shrill scream, turned around and ran out of the morning. Xiaoyang's palace, while running, choked with sobs, "I...I hate you...you, Qiye...Ye Shengjun!"

"Alas!" Watching Nie Xiaoqian leave, Ming Xiaoyang suddenly sighed heavily, with a solemn expression and a wave of eyes, with a bit of indescribable sadness.

"Shengjun, are you okay?" Xiaoxue watched the conflict between the brothers and sisters who had grown up together since childhood. Seeing that Ming Xiaoyang's face was not good-looking, she walked behind him and asked with concern.

Ming Xiaoyang quickly changed his face, ate the fried dough sticks into his stomach, and said as if nothing had happened: "What can happen to this holy king!"

(End of this chapter)