Yun Chujiu was almost out of breath when he was hugged by Emperor Beiming, and said pitifully: "Male god, I'm going to be out of breath!

If Yun Chujiu usually said this, Di Beiming wouldn't think much about it, but just after a quarrel with Blood Wuji, Yun Chujiu's words sounded to Di Beiming, he just didn't want to control the sword with him, he wanted to stay away from himself.

The strength in Di Beiming's hand was even greater: "Black thing, you are the deity, don't even think about leaving me!"

Yun Chujiu was a little painful by Di Beiming's iron pincer-like arm, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly: "You hurt me!"

"Hmph! Blood Wuji is right, you are really like a delicate flower!" Di Beiming's face was pale, but his hand strength was relaxed.

Yun Chujiu secretly scolded in his heart, little white face, bastard! What kind of flying vinegar did you eat! I had known this, I would have admitted that the words were mine! However, if I admit it now, the little white face will definitely think that I and the black chicken head have teamed up to deceive him, and I will probably be even more angry!

What can I do? As long as these two really fight, they have to lose both!

Soon arrived at the place where the Linghua Sect was encamped, Di Beiming got down from the flying sword with Yun Chujiu in his arms, and suddenly some female disciples whispered sourly!

"This Yun Chujiu is really powerful! when he went up and went out, it was that Yun Chuling, and when he came back, he became the emperor's son!"

"One in the morning, one in the afternoon, people are more popular than people!"

"That's it, this Yun Chujiu is lucky, Wuwei Tower can break through, what is this man?! Maybe, in a few days, he will change into a black dress!"

......

A few people were talking about Zhenghuan, but they were suddenly forced to kneel on the ground by a terrifying coercion, and Di Beiming looked at them coldly: "Do you want to die?"

Several female disciples had no doubt that if they said yes, Emperor Beiming would really kill them!

"Get out!" Di Beiming waved his sleeves, and several female disciples fled with their rolls!

"Male god, you are so handsome! I like your love-hate personality the most! It should be like this, treat me as warm as spring, and treat bewitching sluts as cruel and ruthless as winter! Male god, are you tired? Sit down and rest for a while! I'll rub your shoulders for you!" Yun Chujiu said with a dog's leg.

Di Beiming snorted coldly, ignored her, and looked at the blood Wuji flying from the sword with burning eyes!

Yun Chujiu's eyes rolled, and he turned around and ran into the makeshift meeting shed: "Lord Boss! Lord Boss! My male god and the black chicken's head are about to fight, you just say invite them to dinner, hurry up, if the fight starts, you have to lose both! Besides, leave these two big Buddhas, and after two days of competition, maybe they can help!"

When the head of Xuanyuan heard this, he hurriedly took a group of elders outside, and sure enough, Emperor Beiming and Blood Wuji were like two fighting cocks, and they were lucky!

"Emperor Gongzi, Yun Gongzi, long time no see, please inside!" Xuanyuan said with a smile.

Although Emperor Beiming and Blood Wuji did not take Linghuazong in their eyes, but because of Yun Chujiu's relationship, they were polite to the head of Xuanyuan, Yun Chujiu saw that the two did not refuse directly, and directly took Emperor Beiming's arm and dragged it in, as long as the little white face was restrained, the black chicken head would not take the initiative to compete, unless he wanted to find abuse.

Sure enough, when Blood Wuji saw Emperor Beiming enter the discussion shed, his eyes flashed, and he also walked in.