Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 685 Pretending again

hiss!
  Zhuge Liuyun's cultivation has improved rapidly. At least Yan Chixia asked herself that when she was young, she was nothing more than this.

Unexpectedly, in front of Ming Xiaoyang, he was so vulnerable.

He was able to injure Zhuge Liuyun without any action, just with the protective demonic energy. This level of cultivation was truly admirable and terrifying!
  Yan Chixia took a breath and said with a bitter smile: "Qiye, your cultivation has improved again. If there is anyone under the Six Paths Spring, knowing that your nominal son has such abilities, he will be proud enough."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master Yan." Ming Xiaoyang's expression changed again. From a cold devil, he transformed into a young man who longed for praise and encouragement from others. There was a trace of blush on Junyi's cheeks, as if he was a little embarrassed. .

"In fact, I have already met my nominal father, and he admitted that there is nothing wrong with having a son like me."

"Holy Lord." Hearing what Ming Xiaoyang said, Jing Wuyuan, who had remained silent, exclaimed in surprise, wondering how Ming Xiaoyang could see the Demon Lord of Six Paths who had been dead for more than ten years.

Then I thought about what happened in Montenegro nearly a year ago.

At that time, after being dragged into the underworld by the old demon from Montenegro, this young demon king did not return to the human world immediately, but stayed in the underworld for a long time.

"Holy Lord, when you first stayed in the underworld, were you going to see the former Holy Lord?" Ruya's face was twisted, Jing Wuyuan said in disbelief.

Ming Xiaoyang laughed and said, "Teacher Jing, you are really smart. You are absolutely right. That time, I did see the late Saint Lord in the underworld."

"By the way, there are also the Four Sages of the Demon Palace from the previous generation."

"Have they always been hiding in the underworld?" Sima Sanniang said in a deep voice.

"Qiye, what do you want to do here?" Yan Hongye said word by word with a cold expression on her face, unintentionally entangled with Ming Xiaoyang's life experience.

At this moment, Yan Hongye's attitude towards Ming Xiaoyang was extremely cold, as if the man standing in front of her was not a lover with whom she had a romantic relationship, but an unrelated person.

Two slender jade fingers have been pinched together, condensing the power of the Xuanxin Secret Technique, which is much more advanced than the Xuanxin Zhengfa practiced by Yan Chixia and others.

"What?" Ming Xiaoyang looked confused when he heard this question, as if he didn't know why he came here.

It wasn't until the end that he shouted with a look of realization, "By the way, I remembered what I did here."

Whoosh!
  Before he finished speaking, a dignified murderous aura emanated from Ming Xiaoyang's body, and pure demonic aura spread from every pore of his body, intertwined with the deep night, making everyone standing behind Ming Xiaoyang The Jing Wuyuan brother and sister, as well as Zhuge Liuyun who had just stood up with the support of his silver spear, and even Yan Chixia, his wife, and others, were all changed in their expressions.

At this moment, this cynical devil seemed to be the incarnation of night, more frightening than the deep and terrifying night.

"Kill and silence!" At some point, Ming Xiaoyang's right hand had already grasped the hilt of Yixi Sword, and his thin cheeks were like the edge of a sword, and he said every word.

These four words are full of terrifying murderous intent and unquestionable murderous intention.

Hearing Ming Xiaoyang's purpose, even the Blue Devil, who could only maintain the body of a dragon, couldn't help but understand.

Yes!

In order to conceal his life experience and prevent the Yinyue Dynasty from being in danger of changing hands, what better choice is there than to kill everyone who knows the secret.

She has reached the late stage of Shenyuan's demonic skills, which is earth-shattering. Even Yan Chixia, who is also a Shenyuan, feels that she has no power to fight back under Ming Xiaoyang's terrifying demonic aura.

Sima Sanniang, Zhuge brothers, Ping An, and everyone including Jing Wuyuan who stood behind Ming Xiaoyang changed their colors. Faced with the sword of the most terrifying demon king in the history of the Yin Yue Dynasty, can they really withstand it?

Yan Hongye, dressed in red, stood in front of Ming Xiaoyang. The unique cultivation method of Xuanxin Secret Art and the reparative effect of the Heavenly Emperor's Immortal Wine had already made Yan Hongye's cultivation surpass that of her father, Yan Chixia. , and even surpass Daoxuan Zhenren of Qingyun Sect.

At this moment, if anyone can resist Ming Xiaoyang, only this person who has a complex relationship with him can do it.

On the snow-white and slender jade finger, the awe-inspiring righteousness condensed, and it could turn into an indestructible Xuanxin sword at any time.

Yan Chixia and his wife, Zhuge brothers and others all looked at Yan Hongye without blinking, waiting for her decision.

This abnormal love that should never have happened has reached this point and it’s time to end!

"Grrrrrrrr." Unexpectedly, this earth-shattering sword finger was not struck for a long time. On the contrary, Yan Hongye did not apply makeup, and a trace of curvature appeared on her beautiful face. She raised her jade hand and put it on her lips. On the other side, he chuckled again and again, took another step forward, and looked at Ming Xiaoyang.

"You are so pretending, I thought you really wanted to kill someone and silence them!"

Yan Hongye was in such close contact with Ming Xiaoyang, and it seemed that she was not afraid that the other party would suddenly take action and kill her within such a short distance.

Hearing the chuckle coming from Yan Hongye's mouth, Ming Xiaoyang, who had shown his murderous intent just now, violently broke out with murderous intent, and moved away the palm that was holding the hilt of Yixi sword.

Only one face remained stern, staring unblinkingly at Yan Hongye, who was half a head lower than him, and said in a pretentious manner:
  "How do you know I won't really kill you all? Isn't there a saying? Only the dead can keep secrets!"

"Hahaha." Yan Hongye laughed, "That's not necessarily the case. In many cases, killing people and silencing them will only make things worse."

Snapped!
  As he spoke, the beautiful little girl lowered her head and took the initiative to fall into Ming Xiaoyang's arms. A pair of crystal-clear lotus-root arms stretched out, hugged Ming Xiaoyang's waist, and placed her hand on Yan Hongye's cheek. There was happiness and excitement, and even a hint of intoxication, as he hugged Ming Xiaoyang tightly.

"Red leaves!"

"Junior sister."

"Red Leaf Girl."

Yan Chixia and others cried out when they saw Yan Hongye throwing herself into Ming Xiaoyang's arms.

Ming Xiaoyang was startled for a moment, and then his face showed a look similar to Yan Hongye's. He stretched out his hands and hugged the other person.

A head was even buried in Yan Hongye's fragrant hair.

We have been apart for a long time, and a love affair that should not have happened has not been diluted by time. On the contrary, it is like a jar of good wine. After years of precipitation, it has lost the spiciness contained in it, but has become unusually mellow. Smooth.

"Big Beard, let's go quickly." Sima Sanniang understood somewhat, grabbed her husband's lapel, and whispered to him.

Yan Chixia was about to get angry when she saw Ming Xiaoyang holding her precious daughter, but under her wife's stern eyes, she left obediently.

The mirror failed, and Zhuge Wuwei and others also withdrew from this area one after another.

(End of this chapter)