Chapter Seventy-Four: Mixed Yuan Xiuzhen (Ershilu)

"My name, ten silvers, no delusion demon emperor!"

Everyone remained silent, and no one even questioned what the hell this Demon Emperor who suddenly appeared was.

The man admired the colorful expressions of everyone, raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at the young man beside him, his hand was still around the young man's shoulder, but the expression on his face was quite proud: "Surprised?" "From now on, you will be the Demon Emperor's person.

The corner of the young man's eyes twitched, and he only felt that the man was like a child begging for candy from adults, and he felt like a playboy who had no integrity.

At this moment, Yu Xiaobai had a sentence swirling in his mind: Surprised? Isn't the sting irritating?

"I'm quite surprised, but I don't quite understand what you said, senior brother, from today onwards, we are not people from the cultivation realm, but people from the demon realm." The young man's tone was mixed. He didn't expect that he just wanted to change the fate of Tianjizi and the original owner, but as a result, =_= directly turned himself and Tianjizi into people of the Demon Dao. There should be more frightens than surprises between the two?

When the man heard the young man's words, he just smiled and didn't answer, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of the young man's hair, "Whether it's the cultivation realm or the demon realm, this seat can protect your safety." ”

Yu Xiaobai looked at the man silently, and the former appearance of Tianjizi in his mind had gradually faded, and gradually solidified into the evil and crazy man in front of him, occasionally a little stupid.

Even, he had a feeling......

"Then are you the Innocent Demon Emperor of Ten Silver or the Heavenly Machine Son Tianyu of Jingyang Sect?"

"Didn't I make it clear before?" The man's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what came to mind, "No matter what this seat is, you are from this seat." ”

The last world is, the last world is, this world is, and the next world is too.

"You were born again?" The young man had an answer in his heart that was waiting to come out.

"This seat is for you. Venerable Lan Yu, Nanye, what is your name? ”

Sure enough, the other party really knew that he was not Venerable Lan Yu himself! So what exactly was he worried about before?

Yu Xiaobai only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, how did the man look at it and how to make him like it: "My name is Yu Xiaobai!" ”

The cultivator listened to the eight directions and looked at the six paths, and as soon as the young man spoke, the face of the Jingyang Sect cultivator became even more ugly, could it be that Venerable Lanyu was also a demon cultivator? Also taken away by Demon Cultivator?! No wonder they colluded with Tianjizi!

Yu Xiaobai ...... The man whispered the young man's name in his heart, and looked at the young man's expression fixedly, no, the young man didn't seem to know him, so there must be something he didn't know about the young man.

However, the man did not express the doubts in his heart, he looked at the bright eyes of the young man for a moment, and finally turned his head to look down at the Jingyang Sect that had fried the pot below.

"......" shouldn't you have an affectionate kiss at this time? (⊙o⊙) The young man felt that his brain was a little big, who was the person who wanted to be dissatisfied and couldn't wait before?

Xuanyuan Yi looked at Qingqing and I s face turned blue, he didn't care whether Nan Ye was a demon cultivator or not, it was someone he liked for hundreds of years, but he didn't expect to get nothing in the end.

As for going up to teach Tianyu as everyone in Jingyang Sect expected, it would be even more impossible, he was still strong and had not yet healed, how could he be the opponent of the Mahayana True Demon now?

However, Jingyang Sect is also the first immortal gate in the cultivation realm, and it has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has not reached the point where there is no one.

Just when all the disciples were worried, a thick and old voice came from afar, as if it came from the depths of the universe of the Eternal Universe: "What is the evil obstacle, dare to make trouble in my Jingyang Sect!" ”

It was an incredibly unfamiliar voice, but it was incomparably familiar in the depths of the original owner's memory.

Yu Xiaobai was slightly uneasy, he quietly leaned closer to the man, and waited with wide eyes for the owner of the voice to appear.

The person who came was an old man in a white robe, with white hair and hair, and he looked like a fairy.

The old man locked on to the young man at a glance, and said coldly: "Xiaoye, don't come back to the teacher soon!" ”