Zhu Yan carried Cen Duxiao firmly on his shoulder, was stunned for a long time, and muttered silently: "There are a lot of maids and cooks in the palace, where is there a shortage?"

The wind glanced at him, and he was immediately silenced.

The three of them came to the desert leading to Jiuli, and the journey to the desert was bumpy, as if they had walked for a long time.

The armor worn by Zhu Yan had raised lines on the shoulders, which made Cen Duxiao's stomach ache.

She woke up in pain, opened her eyes in a daze, and her eyes were gray, and the wind and sand like a violent wind and waves blew on her face, blowing her skin dry and painful.

Then, she found that she was being carried by Zhu Yan like carrying a bag of rice, and she couldn't help but feel unhappy.

Feng Yizhi is really a face control! I think she is ugly, and I am reluctant to take her back, but I don't want to touch her.

Oh!

She tilted her head slightly, looked to the side, didn't see him, and blurted out: "What about the person who is in the wind?"

The dead pig on her shoulder finally woke up, how could she know the name of the Divine Venerable in the mortal world? Zhu Yan said impatiently: "The Demon Venerable went back first, he has the ability to travel thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, and I don't have it." ”

"Oh. "No wonder, the pain in her heart has eased slightly, and the ruthless Gu who is far away from him is really much more honest.

After the pain, she was still a little weak, unable to walk on her own, the wind ruffled her hair, she brushed the hair in front of her, and the scenery of Jiuli King City came into view.

It is no different from the illusion created by Wenxuan at the Huashan Simulation Formation, but it is a little deserted, and there are not a few demons on the street.

Sparsely populated, no, sparsely sparsely populated.

Several bull-headed demons smelled the smell of people, and approached together, staring hungrily at the fat on Zhu Yan's back, their blood-colored eyes shining with a dim light, and they almost drooled one by one, like hungry wolves that had been hungry for a long time, and let out a hoarse roar in their throats.

These should be unevolved demons with no cultivation foundation, retaining the primitive urge to eat human flesh.

Cen Duxiao was just about to raise his head and stare at them, only to hear Zhu Yan say quietly: "Get out of the way, this is the person of the Demon Venerable." ”

As soon as they heard the Demon Venerable, those demons immediately disappeared as if they were ghosts.

Zhu Yan teleported to the gate of the palace, paused, and said to himself: "Where should I put you?"

"General Zhu Yan, what is this?" asked the demon guarding the palace gate in front of the palace gate.

Cen Duxiao's ears moved, this voice was a little familiar.

Zhu Yan replied truthfully: "I picked it up in the closed city, and the Demon Venerable asked me to bring it back." ”

Cen Duxiao's head was behind Zhu Yan, Zhu Yan hadn't entered the city gate yet, and she couldn't see the situation at the city gate when she looked up.

Just as Zhu Yan hesitated, a voice came from his ear: "Send her to my dormitory." ”

"Huh?" Zhu Yan glanced sideways at the girl on her back, is there anything special about this girl?

Zhu Yan stepped forward, and Cen Duxiao barely raised his head and caught a glimpse of a familiar face.

Wen Xuan: She almost screamed, no, her identity can't be exposed to anyone, otherwise it will be detrimental to the revenge plan.

Wen Xuan has left the Blood Spirit Mountain, is Su Qing also here? It is a good thing to be able to meet acquaintances in the Demon King's Palace, even if they can't recognize each other.

Wen Xuan pushed the door open, leaned to the side, and looked at Cen Duxiao for a few seconds, revealing an intriguing evil smile.

What does this smile mean, he won't see it, will he?!

Cen Duxiao subconsciously touched his face again, and breathed a sigh of relief, the capital of the wind and the wind couldn't recognize him, how could Wen Xuan recognize it? It should be a false alarm.

Zhu Yan was surprised, but he didn't dare to disobey Feng Yizhi's order.

Since Feng Yizhi took Mo Ran to the Demon King's Palace, he recovered a lot of lost territory of the Demon Clan, and the Demon Clan had the unity of the Demon King Xuanlin when he was alive in the past.

But it is rumored that the demon god will destroy the world, and there are still some demons who do not obey the wind and the three realms will be destroyed together, and the demons can survive?

Therefore, Feng Yizhi destroyed many demons who disobeyed him and hurt people everywhere, causing dissatisfaction among individual demon tribes.

It wasn't until he was determined to attack the heavens that the tribes worked together to fight the heavens. The demon militants have a long-standing hatred for the Protoss, and they are willing to obey the dispatch of Fengyi.

Zhu Yan couldn't figure out what he was going to do, and finally unified the divided Jiuli, and just after attacking the heavy sky, he died down, and this time I am afraid it should be turbulent again.

Zhu Yan sighed, Feng Yizhi's trouble is coming, he actually has the heart to pick up an ugly girl from the outside, and let him send him to the room?

Isn't he very affectionate for the saint? Isn't he afraid that the saint will be jealous?

Speaking of which, since Feng Yizhi came to the Demon King's Palace, he has rarely seen the Holy Maiden, and it stands to reason that the Holy Maiden is more qualified to inherit the throne of the Demon King.

Whenever asked, Feng Yizhi said that he didn't want the saint to show his face, and the woman shouldn't face them all day long, who only knew how to fight and kill.

But these two have not married yet, and I don't know what Feng Yizhi's plans are.

Feng Yi didn't marry the saint for a day, and the name of the various tribes of the demon clan was not right, and the tribes had a lot of complaints about it, but because of Feng Yi's strength, they all dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

Cen Duxiao didn't know where she would be sent, and when she heard Zhu Yan's intention to throw her into the dining room, it was okay, after going to the dining room, she would have the opportunity to add something to Feng Yizhi and Mo Ran's meals, and it would be much more convenient to do it.

Zhu Yan flashed and teleported into the palace, heading towards the most majestic building of the Demon King's Palace.

Although the palace is clean and tidy, it is somewhat desolate, and there is almost no grass.

Jiuli's climate was dry and strange, either extremely cold or too hot, and Cen Duxiao hadn't been here long before he felt like he was about to crack with dryness.

Zhu Yan threw her on the bed without pity, and the back of her head "touched" the head of the bed, and suddenly a big bag was raised.

She clenched her fists to resist the urge to slash Zhu Yan with a sword, rubbed her head, and said, "Reckless!"

Zhu Yan arched his hand, with a smile on his face, but his tone was calm, and he pretended to be kind and reminded: "Miss Ayan, don't run around, although the demons in the palace are not as hairy and blood-drinking as ordinary demons, but you as a mortal walk in the palace with extra care, be careful not to pay attention to even the bones and slag." ”

Cen Duxiao rolled her eyes, and put on a fox-like and fearless appearance: "Who are you scaring about! Don't look at who this girl asked you to bring back, give you a hundred guts, do you dare to eat me?" As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and sent her bare, white arm to him.

This Zhu Yan is obviously a little dissatisfied with Feng Yizhi, so he can't get used to her.

It seems that Fengyizhi is not as beautiful as it seems, it can be said that he is seeking skin with tigers, with jackals in front and tigers and leopards in the back.

She laughed in her heart, it would be very good that she would only be able to arouse public outrage if she acted in his name, and she would be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Zhu Yan hurriedly took a few steps back, and suddenly paused, his eyes were fierce, and he exclaimed: "You are an immortal cultivator!

Cen Duxiao looked down, and when he rolled up his sleeves, the golden jade compass fell to the ground, it's bad, it's not good to be a teacher!