After staring at it for a long time, the male demon cultivator lowered his head and his lips gently touched the female demon cultivator's cheek.

The female demon cultivator flushed delicately and pressed her cheek against his chest.

"Uncle Shadow, Sister Shadow." Seeing the two of them, Nian Yao shouted.

They ignored it, as if they didn't even notice her existence.

Illusion!

Ling Yunxuan immediately thought of these two words.

The two demon cultivators in front of him should be the demon envoy Nian Wuji and Qiu Qianye.

Illusions are preserved, and they want to tell future generations.

The picture turns sharply, and the background is no longer empty.

On the Hundred Tribulation Palace, a branch courtyard was draped in red and hung with colors, and countless demon cultivators came and went to congratulate each other.

Nian Wuji and Chiba were wearing red wedding clothes, and there were two other people standing in front of them.

One of them, Ling Yunxuan has seen.

She was dressed in a peach-colored fairy robe, with a chuckle on the corner of her mouth, and she was glamorous, it was Liu Qingchen's mother, Liu Ruyun.

Next to Liu Ruyun was a black-robed demon cultivator.

He was tall, fair-skinned, handsome like a demon, but his whole body was full of Ling Ran's aura.

Handsome and unparalleled, he has never seen the true face of the Demon Venerable, and Ling Yunxuan also recognized him as Qiu Huaishan at a glance.

Qiu Huaishan hugged Liu Ruyun lightly and whispered something.

Liu Ruyunqiao's face was slightly red, and she hung her head shyly.

Then, he said something to Nian Wuji and Chiba again.

The two of them owe a gift of gratitude.

Looking at the illusion in front of him, Ling Yunxuan knew that these were all things that happened back then.

The illusion tells the story of the life of Nian Wuji and Chi Ye.

In the next few paragraphs, it was the husband and wife who held each other together, followed the Demon Venerable, and became the terrifying demon envoy of the world.

The screen takes a sharp turn.

Nian Wuji and Swing Leaf, instructed the demon cultivator to plant a peach tree in the Hundred Tribulation Palace.

The two of them smiled and talked to each other.

A demon cultivator hurriedly ran by.

A moment later, the furious Qiu Huaishan appeared.

In the next picture, 100,000 demon cultivators cover the sky and cover the sun to conquer Peach Blossom Mountain.

The Demon Venerable was angry, the world changed, and the bloody wind and blood rained corpses!

Ten thousand immortals lined up, and Qiu Huaishan was alone in the array.

Holding the magic sword, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Blood-stained demon robes, wanton heroic songs.

For one person, slaughter the world!

In the distance, a man in a bright yellow fairy robe shouted something.

Qiu Huaishan suddenly stopped moving.

His face was full of grief and indignation, and he roared at the man.

There is only a picture, no sound.

Ling Yunxuan also guessed what he was yelling at.

Qiu Huaishan no longer swung his sword, and several immortal cultivators rushed up.

Several swords pierced the heart, and the demon venerable did not fall.

Nian Wuji and Swing Leaf fell into the array.

The two did not fight, grabbed Qiu Huaishan and quickly evacuated.

"Shameless!" Ling Yunxuan clenched his fists.

Nian Yao watched the excitement, but he didn't understand it at all.

She asked blankly, "Who does Brother Yunxuan say is shameless?" ”

Ling Yunxuan frowned tightly and said nothing.

A picture appeared, and he was stunned.

Qiu Huaishan was covered in blood and sat with his back against a stone.

Nian Wuji and Swing Leaf looked sad and stood aside.

Squatting beside Qiu Huaishan was Lin Xuetang.

His blood-stained hands opened tremblingly, and Qiu Huaishan handed him something.

That thing is the Peach Blossom Tribulation......

In the last picture, Nian Wuji hugged the waist of the swing leaf.

Swing leaves embraces swaddling clothes.

Inside the swaddling clothes was a sleeping baby.

The husband and wife looked at the baby tenderly, but their expressions were slightly sad.

Nian Yao shouted happily: "Uncle Ying and Sister Ying have a child!" ”

Ling Yunxuan gently pressed her head: "Xiao Yao, kneel down and kowtow." ”

"Why?" Nian Yao was at a loss.

"They are not Uncle Shadow or Sister Shadow, but your parents." Ling Yunxuan said: "For them, you must live well!" ”