With a wave of his big hand, Fu Ming casually shot out a gentle true qi, from top to bottom, slowly covering the beautiful face of Zhixue's face that did not change color.

Fu Ming's subconscious action made Midnight's already angry complexion even more clouded, like a jealous little daughter.

I took the tea bowl that was still wafting with a faint tea fragrance on the table, and a peach-colored light wrapped it in it, and with a wave of midnight, the tea bowl was wrapped in a strong wind like the destruction of the world, and the hula lala spun at high speed and shot towards the location where Fu Ming was.

Fu Ming glanced sideways slightly, and with a gentle wave of the unhurried, the tea bowl wrapped in the strong wind folded back and gently landed on the Nanmu square table beside Midnight, and not even a drop of water overflowed.

The first time they met, they fell on the same page, and both of them were shocked.

Frightened, the two of them stared again, angry, but it seemed to be an extremely tacit understanding, with force under their feet, and in a flicker, they came to the still somewhat obscure and gloomy void of the Hades Palace.

At the beginning of the heavy rain, the air was filled with a faint damp freshness.

The two hit the roof from the ground to the roof, and from the roof to the void. For a while, the energy was overflowing, and the aura was scattered.

An ink-colored long sword in Fu Ming's hand, more than a meter long and four fingers wide, carried a unique Netherworld True Qi, like a black match, leaving a dazzling black light curtain in the void.

In the middle of the night, he was not in a hurry, and in a flash, a peach-colored thin sword inlaid with rubies suddenly appeared, and the thin sword slashed lightly above his head, and suddenly took the anime sky like a veil.

It's too late, it's too soon!

I saw the next moment that people couldn't open their eyes, the ink-colored tempering collided with the peach-colored glow, and the sky overflowed with ripples of lead like water ripples, and the two of them retreated four or five steps, and under the battle again, they were still evenly divided.

Fu Ming was even more shocked in his heart, the red thin sword in Midnight's hand was like the red sword he had seen in Liu Qingzi's Qingxuan Hall when he worshiped Huadu Academy many years ago.

The name of the red sword is the Kun Void Sword, and it is best used by fire-based martial artists, which can improve the spiritual power of martial artists and increase combat effectiveness. It is rumored that this Kunxu Sword is one of the top ten divine swords of Huadu Academy, and it is also the royal sword of Liu Qingzi when he was young.

Among the rumors, the Demon Realm overlaps the wound Yizi Midnight's talent, and the talent of martial arts is even more impressive to Liu Qingzi, who lists Midnight as the object of careful cultivation.

The Lord of the Demon Realm was even named the King of Xuanyou at the age of 200 at midnight, and since then, Midnight has fallen into a long period of retreat.

What shocked Fu Ming the most was that in such a situation now, he couldn't guess how far Midnight's cultivation had reached.

The two of them froze in the void, stood with their swords in the middle of the night, their faces were quite unruly, and they sneered: "I don't know if the Hades King can give Xiao Wang an explanation now." ”

Midnight was also shocked in his heart, the Emperor of the Underworld, as early as more than a thousand years ago, was famous, at that time, Midnight was born in the chaos of the gods and demons, the body returned to chaos, and he learned from the pain, he almost never sleeped to practice Xuangong combat skills, and went out to try several times, and he was also quite prestigious.

At the age of two hundred, he was named the King of the Demon Realm, before the retreat, he was already in the realm of the Demon Venerable, and after he got out of the customs, he was even more self-controlled, but he never thought that in front of Fu Ming, he still didn't get half a bargain.

Naturally, he didn't really want to hurt Fu Ming in his heart, when did this idea start, probably when he picked up Liu Xiaoxiao in a pool of blood, and the gentle call in her mouth started. His beloved sister is so deeply in love with Fu Ming. If nothing else, just this alone, he didn't want to hurt Fu Ming.

But why do you have to fight him, one is obsessed when he was a child, and the other is to let Fu Ming know clearly that behind Liu Xiaoxiao, there is such a strong brother who has deep cultivation and is almost on par with him.

Now, Liu Xiaoxiao is already pregnant with Fu Ming's child, with Liu Xiaoxiao's stubbornness, she is definitely unwilling to marry someone else, since she can only be committed to Fu Ming, then he, as an elder brother, must fight for all the rights and interests that can be won for her.

Fu Ming was jealous in his heart, and his words were much gentler: "King Xuanyou said this, this king is puzzled, how could the princess of the demon world fall into the underworld, and please ask King Xuanyou to speak up." ”

Seeing that Fu Ming lowered his body, Midnight's tone was also gentler, but thinking of Liu Xiaoxiao, who was still in a coma, his words were inevitably a little indignant: "Liu Shunyi Liu Xiaoxiao of Feixue Xuan is the sister of Xiao Wang, the eldest princess of the Demon Realm, Liu Wu. She has always been playful, a few months ago, she had traveled to the mortal world, Xiao Wang had just seen her, she cultivated to nothing, but she was afraid that she was killed by traitors in the mortal world, and lost her cultivation as a memory, and even Xiao Wang didn't recognize it. She was already pregnant with your child, and when Xiao Wang rescued her from a pool of blood, she and her nephew in her womb were already dying, and you were in vain to talk about the state of etiquette, but you treated pregnant concubines like this, and treated my princess of the demon world like this?"

Fu Ming quietly listened to Midnight's words that seemed to be heartfelt, word by word, as if a sharp blade was cutting his heart piece by piece. For some reason, when he thinks of Liu Xiaoxiao, there is always an unspeakable depression in his heart.

Originally, he only thought that Liu Xiaoxiao had tried his best to deceive him, and in a fit of anger, he deposed her and moved her to the quiet and remote Feixue Xuan, one was to cure her for the crime of bullying the king, and the other was that he really didn't dare to see her in his heart.

But thinking about it carefully, during the time he was with Liu Xiaoxiao, Liu Xiaoxiao never mentioned the slightest matter of the two worlds of gods and demons, and in his spare time, he stayed at home. If she is really a meticulous work of the demon world, how can she be so withdrawn under the pampering.

The most important thing is the deep affection in Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes, and Fu Ming is confident that he has read countless people, and he will never be mistaken. Liu Xiaoxiao should have true feelings for him.

Sometimes, he even thinks that Liu Xiaoxiao may really be just Liu Xiaoxiao, what he once loved deeply is indeed Liu Xiruo, and when he saw Ruoxue reincarnated by Liu Xiruo, he also had a touch of indescribable feelings in his heart. But when he dreamed back at midnight, the thoughts of Liu Xiaoxiao in his heart were not less, perhaps, more than 1,600 years of precipitation, the love in his heart was no longer the Liu Xiruo more than 1,600 years ago.

But in his heart, he can't and can't bear it, let the woman he loved in his previous life marry someone else, maybe just for the strong possessiveness in his heart.

When Ruoxue shyly agreed to marry him, his heart naturally filled with a hint of sweetness, but it was only for a moment, and when he heard Liu Xiaoxiao fall in a pool of blood, the pain in his heart was really difficult for him to resist.