Chapter 72: The Magic Sword Protects the Flower in My Palm (8)

"You, you're so shameless!!"

The immortals were so angry that they scolded, but unfortunately they couldn't scold the devil, and some words were poor.

Shi Yu grinned, revealing a white flower of steel teeth, as if it could bite off a person's neck, as if there was a flash of cold light.

"No, we have teeth, and they're white and sharp."

When the group of demons heard this, they all learned the Great Protector and grinned at the immortals, revealing rows of big white teeth.

It's really white, and it reflects in the sun.

It shook the eyes of the immortals.

“……”

Shi Yu's great protector was very happy this time.

The immortals trembled with rage.

"Master of the door, this, how should this be!"

The seven elders gathered around the Qingyun Sect Master, all with sad faces, so wrinkled that the eyebrows and beards on one of their faces were knotted.

The master of Qingyun Sect stroked his long white beard and tried to think about countermeasures, thinking too much.

I didn't even notice it, because I stroked my beard too hard, and I stroked it off a handful, and I stroked it off.

A few whiskers floated onto the nose of an immortal, causing him to sneeze, and the image of the dust was instantly ruined.

His eyes flickered, and he looked left and right.

Phew, no one should notice his indecent behavior.

"Door master, are we going back?"

The Great Elder asked tentatively, vomiting blood at the thought of what Shi Yu had said.

What kind of profligate and immoral words are these? !

It's shameless!

Woo woo, Yuhua Xianjun has suffered!

"No way!"

The second elder saw the triumphant appearance of those demons on the other side of the reincarnation river, and subconsciously shook his sleeves to refute.

"Isn't it so easy to be coerced by demons to boost their arrogance?!"

"After letting them taste the sweetness of blackmailing us with Yuhua Immortal Monarch, Bao Buqi is even more unscrupulous in concocting it!"

Several immortals nodded.

"But, but, Yuhua Immortal Monarch, he, he's on the couch of the Demon Emperor!" The Great Elder was about to cry.

When I thought of the fairy jade bones, elegant and noble Yuhua Xianjun, he was pressed by the devil between the bed and brewed sauce.

He, just, it's like seeing a good cabbage arched by a pig!

The picture is so beautiful that I can't think about it!

"If we stay here for a while longer, the Immortal Monarch will suffer a little more humiliation!" The person who had an idea with the Great Elder stepped forward and agreed.

As soon as I thought that according to the words of the demon head, as long as they stood here, the immortal monarch would lie on the demon emperor's couch for as long as they wanted.

The soles of the immortals felt hot on the soles of their feet.

Can't stand it, wow!

"This, this, the devil has always been cunning, the Immortal Monarch is in their hands, who knows what will happen to the Immortal Monarch if we leave?"

"The old man thinks that the best way should be to break through the demon realm in one fell swoop and save the immortal monarch, this is the first and foremost and never in the future!"

The second elder insisted.

God knows, he's right.

But the soles of my feet are blistering.

Sins and sins, Xianjun, you have to hold on, wait for the old man to save you!

"But is the Demon Realm so easy to break?"

The Great Elder frowned.

When he said a word, the second elder's face stiffened, thinking of the experience of the immortal realm being defeated and defeated again and again against the demon realm.

I was immediately a little deflated.

"How can you boost the morale of others and destroy your own prestige?!"

The Second Elder, who had been poked in the sore spot, glared at the Great Elder angrily.

"How can this be called raising the morale of others, the old man is just talking about things and telling the truth!"

The Great Elder blew his beard and glared, and saliva sprayed on the Second Elder's face.

"We don't have the help of the Immortal Monarch, and our strength is already weak, even if we desperately attack it, but can the Immortal Monarch wait?!"

"In case we haven't waited for us to save the Immortal Monarch, the Immortal Monarch will be refined...... was squeezed dry by the Demon Emperor, how is this good? ”

The Great Elder's face was distorted, he wanted to say that Mi Qing was dying, but he really couldn't say it.

I had to borrow the word of the Adversary.

I have to say that the devil has a really strong ability to create words.

Such a serious word.

can be colored.

As soon as the Great Elder said this, the faces of everyone present were shaking, their faces were distorted, and their expressions were indescribable.

"No, it won't......"

"Immortal Jun isn't so weak, right?"

"Ahem, what stupid thing are you talking about? Xianjun's body is very good, he can definitely hold on until we save him! ”

"No matter how good your body is, you can't stand it......"

“……”

The Qingyun Sect Lord saw that the topic was crooked like this, wasting time without any results, and was so angry that he pulled off his beard, "Did you say enough?" ”

“……”

"Hey, hey, old men on the other side!"

The twilight began, and he began again.

When the immortals heard his voice, their ears hurt, and they secretly scolded this dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory, why is there so much?!

"Do you know that when you were here beep Lailai, your Immortal Monarch was enjoying on the couch of His Majesty the Demon Emperor?"

Shi Yu opened his mouth leisurely, looking at the other side with satisfaction, a stiff old chrysanthemum face.

“……”

No, we don't want to know.

...

After Yuhua knew Ji Zhuo's threatening words.

He looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Your Majesty, your threat, as I thought, has a huge discrepancy......"

He also thought that Ji Zhuo would use his life as a threat to threaten the retreats of the immortal realm, and it was shameless enough to use the Taoist couple.

But he didn't expect that the Demon Emperor was worthy of being the Demon Emperor.

There is no thickest skin on the face, only thicker.

He didn't dare to imagine what the expressions of those immortals were, let alone what his reputation had become.

On the degree of shamelessness.

The immortal cultivator really can't compare to the devil.

"Your Majesty, how do you let me meet people in the future?"

Yuhua said helplessly, but his expression was light and detached, and he didn't care much.

"See someone?"

She was smiling rather than smiling, leaning lazily on the couch, and on the spread hem of her clothes, the golden Manzhu Sawa came to life.

She laughed, but she said something else without saying anything, and her expression was nonchalant.

"Once the word is spoken, the horse is hard to chase."

"As the lord of the demon world, Chrysostom and Yuyan naturally have to set an example, otherwise how can he convince the public? So ......"

Ji Zhuo stretched out his hand to Yuhua, his eyes were like drops of ink, the dark waves were sparkling, and his voice was low and confusing.

"The emperor wants to honor the words he said to the immortals, and they, however, are quite inkbloc, I'm afraid they don't want the immortals to see people......"

Yuhua listened to her serious and scoundrel words, which was really eye-opening, smiled helplessly, and stepped forward slowly.

He placed his hand gently in her palm.

"What does this have to do with my lack of visibility?"

Ji Zhuo held the hand in the palm of his hand, pulled the person over, turned over the moment the person arrived in front of him, and pressed the person under him.

The dark gold veins and snow-colored clouds are messily intertwined on the couch, deep and dark and dusty, but it is a strange harmony.

Her cloak covered him, like a golden manju sawa, born on a snow-colored cloud.

"Thanks to the immortals, the time of double cultivation is long."

"When the emperor does what he says, after a long time with the clouds and rain of Qingwu Mountain, dare to ask the immortal monarch ......"

"How much strength do you have to meet people?"