Xianjun, your peach blossoms are so sweet

Chapter 281 Who Are You?

Ke Miaomiao was stunned.

To be honest, she never thought about it,
It's not because of anything else, but because in her heart, Qiaoqiao is invincible and will not be defeated by anything, so she is so relieved.

But hearing what he said, she felt a little bad again in her heart.

Is pretty okay?
Looking at her face, the irony on Xiao Shi's face became stronger, and the big hand that pinched her chin became stronger.

How taken for granted!

Why would she think that her sister would not be hurt?

Those people were no longer human beings. They both resented and wanted to destroy the world. The harm they could cause was beyond her imagination.

This is not fair!

Thinking of this, his eyes were gradually covered by a cloud of black ink, and extreme emotions welled up in his heart, occupying his thoughts.

"Damn you!"

The big hand tightened suddenly, and he couldn't breathe any more.

Ke Miaomiao just realized what happened, and struggled desperately, trying to break free from his restraint, but the strength of the other party was beyond her ability to resist.

"Are you crazy?"

Qin Yuan hurriedly rushed forward, and sternly reprimanded: "You know that Jiaoqiao and her are friends, but you still dare to do it? Are you really not afraid that Jiaoqiao will turn against you after she finds out about this?"

Xiao Shi froze.

Finally, he raised his head and smiled brightly, "It's nothing, as long as I kill you all, my sister will naturally believe me."

"After all, the dead can't come forward to testify. Who knows that I killed you?"

Qin Yuan's heart was cold, but he was not willing to admit defeat like this, and couldn't help mocking: "You have so much confidence, I want to see if you have the ability."

After all, he is also a Tianjiao student of the swordsmanship department, how could he have no strength to fight back.

Xiao Ten was not in a hurry, raised his hand and threw Ke Miaomiao aside, wiped his hands clean, and said softly, "Then try."

Qin Yuan took a deep breath, took out a silver sword from the storage bag, and stepped forward with a cold drink, "Look at the sword!"

"Noisy!"

A slap came, mixed with a gust of wind.

With a "whoosh", before he could react, he was slapped and flew to the ground, rolling several meters away.

Opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of bright red blood, Qin Yuan held his head up and asked with a gloomy face, "You...in the end...who are you?"

His identity became more and more mysterious.

He knew that he was not simple, but he didn't expect that it was so difficult.

Even a proud man like him couldn't hold on to a single move?

"who am I?"

Xiao Shi rested his chin, seemed to be thinking about this question, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "It's not that I can't tell you, after all, in my eyes, you are also a dead person, and I'm not afraid of you spreading the word."

After a pause, he said again: "But even if it gets out, who would have thought that the king of the tenth mountain of the Demon Race is actually a boy?"

Qin Yuan was startled, his pupils gradually dilated, and he lost his voice: "Demon race?"

He had guessed a lot about his identity, but he didn't guess in this direction.

After all, it was a race that was abandoned by the heavens and was born to be the darling of all negative emotions.

In the ancient years, Daoist Hongjun and Demonic Ancestor Luohu fought with each other, and the Demonic Race retreated into the dark abyss and never communicated with outsiders again.

In recent years, there are very few purebred demons, let alone such a high-level demon, one of the twelve kings of the demons.

Xiao Shi leaned over, his eyes were deep, and his thin lips were lightly raised, "Bucai, the tenth mountain of the dark abyss—the master of the fantasy mountain, the fantasy king Xiao Shi."

　happy new year babies
　　
　
(End of this chapter)