Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 399
Wugui was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Don't worry, I won't act recklessly."

This is the first time in his life that someone told him to take care all the way.After all, it was a blessing not to curse the person he met before to die.

Sure enough, meeting her was the greatest luck in his life.

Wugui tapped his toes lightly, and the whole person soared up, heading straight to the top of the cliff.

He didn't look back, for fear that the affection in his eyes would scare her.

Even if he didn't look back, he could feel no return, and there was a gaze following him from behind.

That is the person he misses in his heart, maybe, one day he can also become the person she misses in his heart.

If that day really comes, he is willing even if he is asked to give up killing.

The homeless figure finally disappeared into the mist that surrounded the cliff halfway up.

Mu Zhi's wisp of consciousness followed without return, until she couldn't follow it.

Mu Zhi withdrew that ray of consciousness in a sense of loss, and sat withered under the tree for half the night.Finally, the figure disappeared and returned to the tree.

The little demons at the bottom of the cliff found that the astonishing young lady who walked out of the Qionghua tree was gone.

And the viburnum tree that had always bloomed very well was also a little listless, the viburnum fell to the ground in a rustle, and the whole tree exuded a very sad and sad atmosphere.

In the system space, Xingchen stared at the sky speechlessly.

Why does this scene look familiar?

It seems that Jiuchongtian also had a similar scene back then.

……

After leaving without return, head east all the way.

Changeling grass, he knows.I saw it on a cliff by the sea when I went to the East China Sea to kill the dragon.

Wugui Daxiao has a photographic memory, even after many years, he can remember it with a little thought.

That metamorphosis grass was already the year before last.In the previous year, the shape-changing grass and the guardian beast must be very powerful. After so many years, no one should take it away.

But there is a long distance from the place where Muzhi is, and it may take a month to go back and forth.

……

On the way Wugui rushed to the East China Sea, something happened to Tianyuanzong.

Tianyuanzong, Yunqingfeng, the residence of Yunqing Xianzun and his disciples.

Mo Xian'er was hugging Immortal Yun Qing's arm and acting like a spoiled child.

"Master, master, my red flame unicorn can already transform into form, why don't you let senior brother accompany me to find the transforming grass~"

Yun Qing's expression was stern, as if he was born unable to laugh, even if he was handsome, no one in the entire Tian Yuan Sect except Mo Xian'er would dare to approach him, not even his eldest disciple Luo Yuan.

"You are not good at cultivation, so you are not allowed to become a sect."

Luo Yuan, Mo Xian'er's senior brother, was standing at the side, a person from Zhilan Yushu, like a modest gentleman.

But this "gentleman of modesty" was anxious when he heard the words: "Master, there are disciples here, so Xian'er won't be hurt!"

He was looking forward to going out with Xian'er, but he had been looking forward to it for a long time!

Yun Qing glanced lightly at Luo Yuan: "Since you have become a monk, you don't need to be called by the name in the mundane world anymore. Your junior sister is called Luo Yan."

For some reason, hearing someone call Mo Xianer "Xian'er" makes her feel unhappy.

Luo Yuan was sweating coldly at Yun Qing's gaze, and he could hardly maintain his usual gentleness, "Disciple, remember."

"Okay!" Mo Xian'er at the side acted softly at Yun Qing, "Master, senior brother didn't do it on purpose! It's just a name, master, don't make a fuss~"

Yun Qing couldn't stand Mo Xian'er's coquettish offensive, and was defeated, but still said with a cold face: "This is not an example."

"Then master, why don't you let senior brother accompany me to find the shape-changing grass~ okay~" Mo Xian'er kept shaking Yun Qing's sleeve, as if I would not let go if you disagreed.

(End of this chapter)