Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 450
"It's okay, I know you'll be fine." Peng Xiaojuan cried and shook her head with a smile.

Seeing Peng Xiaojuan crying and laughing, Peng Ye immediately took the initiative to open his arms and gave her a big hug, "It's all over, and I'm back, so don't think too much, just practice hard."

"Yes." Peng Xiaojuan nodded.

"Besides, you are not young anymore, it's time to find a boyfriend." Peng Ye said jokingly at this time, relaxing the atmosphere.

"I don't want to look for it. It's great to be single. No one cares if you lose in mahjong, and you don't have to pull the quilt at night." Peng Xiaojuan wiped her tears, curled her lips and rolled her eyes.

"Okay, I'll just feel better. I'll go and look around the new drunken man's pavilion." Peng Ye murmured in relief, "I really didn't see that you guys are quite capable of tossing around."

"Siyu said, we can't rely on you for everything, we have to do something for you." Peng Xiaojuan said: "I will go to practice now, try to break through the God King Realm as soon as possible, and then help you."

"Yes." Peng Ye nodded.

Peng Xiaojuan didn't stay at Peng Xiaojuan's waterfall for long, and Peng Ye left later, wandering around the mountain, it was indeed comfortable enough, as expected of the fat man who knew him best.

……

Under the dark abyss, the Ksitigarbha Palace.

In the dark hall, there is a strange purple aura everywhere, which is very permeating.

At this time, there were several black-robed figures standing beside the red carpet in the hall, each with such powerful spiritual power, surrounded by black energy, it was by no means a good kind.

"Master of Leibu and God of Fengbu, are what you two said true?" At this moment, sitting on the main seat was a figure with a hooked hat and a black robe, holding a dark skull crutch in his withered hand, his voice It is a woman, and very hoarse, it should be an old woman.

"This matter is absolutely true. Fortunately, we didn't make a move at that time. Otherwise, Master Leibu and I would not be able to come back." Master Fengbu Wuyu said.

"Did he say that he will come over tomorrow?" The old woman on the main seat murmured, and then a pair of crimson lights appeared in the darkness under the hood, "Then I will meet him tomorrow in person."

"Why don't you entrust this matter to me? I'll go to the Drunken Man's Pavilion to meet the legendary Fallen Demon." At this time, a man in a black shirt with a long collar said lightly. He is the leader of the Judgment Organization , ranking first among the eight evils, doing something!
"I'll go with you too." The one who spoke was a woman, also wearing a red cloud and black shirt, the only girl among the Eight Evils, Aoi.

Her lover, Vulcan, was forced to death by Peng Ye, this matter is irreconcilable, she must go!
"Alright." Gan Youwei said.

"Since you want to show your determination to submit to the Ksitigarbha Palace, then I will give you this chance to prove your own worth." The dragon mother-in-law on the main seat said hoarsely.

"Thank you Long Po for giving me the opportunity to serve King Ksitigarbha this time." Gan Youwei cupped his hands and walked out of the main hall without saying a word, followed by Aoi.

"Dragon Po, do you think he is reliable?" After waiting for Youwei to leave, one of the middle-aged men said, "Peng Ye is definitely not an ordinary person."

"Being able to escape from the gate of the star field, of course I know that Peng Ye is not an ordinary person." The dragon robe stood up from the main seat with a hunched body and a cane, "but don't underestimate this capable person. In the midst of evil, other people may not be as good as you great gods in cultivation, but this one is capable, and I can affirm that he is definitely above any of you, otherwise, Ksitigarbha would not be the first to break the seal. Time to win him over."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, a little surprised, they did not expect that Long Po would have such a high evaluation of Gan Youwei.

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Donghuang, Drunkard Pavilion.

After visiting the entire palace, Peng Ye went to the Houshan Hot Spring to take a comfortable bath. Since he went to Tianlu, he has never been so comfortable.

"Wife, rub your back~" Peng Ye was in the hot spring, Wang Quan Zichen was also there at this time, she met on the way, and was dragged into the water by that bastard Peng Ye.

"Hmph, I won't stop when I come back." Wang Quan Zichen said, although he was reluctant, he still rubbed his back for Peng Ye. After all, she knew in her heart that Peng Ye was also very tired after walking all the way.

"I'll rub your back later, hehe." Peng Ye lay his hands on the bare stone, closed his eyes and cultivated himself, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Rub my back? You want to eat my tofu! I won't give you a bastard a chance." Wang Quan Zichen let out a sneer while rubbing.

"Hahaha, you are still a daughter-in-law, you understand what a husband thinks." Peng Ye, who was exposed, burst out laughing.

Time passed little by little.

"It's really comfortable, now it's me..." Peng Ye turned around to look at Wang Quan Zichen, with a smile on his lips.

"I don't want it, I'm leaving." Wang Quan Zichen got up at this moment, his body was tightly packed by his wet clothes, his curves were completely exposed!
"Gu..." Peng Ye swallowed at this moment, the younger brother straightened his pole in an instant, and then pulled Wang Quan Zichen back, hugged him in his arms, and said angrily: "Daughter-in-law, I can't do it anymore , I’m going to die, you can fulfill me today~”

As a man, his daughter-in-law's words are an absolute command, and he would never dare to be too presumptuous if he didn't open his mouth. This is the bottom line.

"Take care of your little brother, it hurts me so much." Wang Quan Zichen is naturally not Mengxin, she has experienced it herself in order to save him in the Yaoqi Academy.

"But I'm really in a hurry~" Peng Ye said sadly with a bitter face.

"Then let me ask you, have you thought through what I told you before?" Wang Quan Zichen asked at this moment.

"What?" Peng Ye was taken aback when he heard the words, a little confused.

"Hmph! You forgot everything?" Seeing Peng Ye's appearance, Wang Quan Zichen snorted angrily, "You heartless guy! I don't care about you!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Quan Zichen went ashore, took out towels and clothes from the ring...

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Peng Ye really couldn't remember.

"Ask your apprentice Qing'er yourself." Wang Quan Zichen rolled his eyes, changed his clothes and left.

"Isn't Qing'er not in the drunken man's pavilion? I didn't see her..." Peng Ye said.

"It was still there a few days ago, but when I go back, I invite his grandfather to come out of the mountain. In a few days, he will come to Drunkard Pavilion for a permanent residence. From now on, the alchemy department of Drunken Ong Pavilion will be her grandfather Guhe." Wang Quan Zichen's words came from a long distance away.

"I see." Hearing this, Peng Ye smiled helplessly. While he felt relieved for the hard work of these women, he also regretted that the cooked swan flew away...

Peng Ye leaned against the spring stone, stretched his hands, looked down at the younger brother who held his head upright, and murmured with a wry smile: "Little brother, listen to the elder brother, let's be patient for a while, there is a saying that one day when the tiger returns to the mountain, he will be stained with blood." Counting the sheets..."

(End of this chapter)