Chapter 52: Ten Thousand Demon Supreme

Nangong Jun returned to his seat, his expression calm, as if he didn't take the defeat to heart at all, but his hands were clenched into fists in his sleeves, and his knuckles were already white. He is the son of the head of the academy in the world, and he is also the best among the disciples of the academy, and now he can sit here quietly after such a great humiliation, even he admires himself a little. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and today's humiliation will be repaid tenfold!

Nangong Yan sighed secretly in his heart, and sure enough, he was blocked by the senior brother, and the younger brother was defeated before he could hold on to a moment. She can also see that her younger brother is calm on the surface, but in fact his heart must be full of pain, and she just hopes that he will grow up as soon as possible after this setback.

Lin Xiangrong, who had been sitting quietly beside his father, was full of horror at the moment, and in a short period of time, Nangong Jun was completely defeated! How could this be? Nangong Jun was ranked eighth among the young disciples in the examination last year, how could he easily lose to that 'tuberculosis ghost'? Suddenly his father's voice sounded in his ears: "There is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world! If you don't repent, I'm afraid that one day your father won't be able to protect you!"

"My daughter knows that she is wrong, please rest assured that she will be cautious in her words and deeds in the future, and be careful in her life!" Lin Xiangrong replied in a low voice. She was almost expelled from the academy, and she already understood that even though she was the daughter of a general, there were still many people in the world that she couldn't afford to mess with!

"Can you still drink?" Du Chongxiao returned to his seat, but saw Yun Qianyue slap open another jar of wine and signaled to him.

"This wine is not intoxicating, and it doesn't hurt to drink another jar!" Du Chongxiao handed over the wine glass and said with a smile. At this time, he suddenly heard someone on the left calling him 'Uncle Shi'.

Turning his head, he saw Yi Feizhou staggering over with a wine glass, kneeling beside him, and sneering with a smile on his face: "There are still people who are worried about Uncle Shi, thinking that Uncle Shi will inevitably lose his strength if he is drunk, but the nephew has a clear distinction in his heart, Uncle Shi is wise and martial, and his strength is all over the sky, and he will be the result of two evil demons in the True Elephant Realm with a stick and a knife in Changxing Mountain that day, and now Nangong Jun is just a Insight Cultivation Realm, how can he be your opponent Uncle Shi! Sure enough, Uncle Shi won easily! Master and nephew can only borrow this glass ......of wine to express their admiration in their hearts!"

Du Chongxiao was very unaccustomed to associating the drunken and flattering guy in front of him with the honest and taciturn teenager in the past. After clinking glasses with the other party, after drinking it all, he smiled and said, "You definitely didn't come here to slip my beard and shoot my horse!"

"The admiration of the nephew for the uncle can be learned from heaven and earth. Yi Feizhou hurriedly said solemnly, but in the next moment, a flattering smile reappeared on his face, "Just now, I saw that Uncle Shi seemed to be drunk but not drunk, like crazy, rigid and soft, form and spirit are one, and its various mysteries have opened the eyes of the master and nephew, and he is fascinated." I don't know if Uncle Shi can guide my nephew in his spare time, and my nephew will be grateful!"

Speaking of which, this last sentence is the point.

"Hand-to-hand combat is just a small skill, what's the use of you learning it?" Du Chongxiao asked with a smile. It's not that he's hiding his secrets, but he hates the house and the black, and refuses to agree to the other party so easily.

"Uncle Shi, don't coax me! How can this method of fighting be called a small way!" Seeing that Du Chongxiao seemed to be deliberately refusing, Yi Feizhou hurriedly turned to Yun Qianyue and pleaded: "Please also ask my uncle and mother to say a few kind words on behalf of my nephew!"

A sentence of uncle and aunt, but it couldn't help but make Yun Qianyuexia's cheeks fly. Even though she cultivated the supreme Dao method and refined her pure mind, she was only a seventeen-year-old girl after all!

Although it was only for a short moment, that shy face was already deeply imprinted in Du Chongxiao's mind. Compared with Xianzi, who is usually dusty, he prefers Yun Qianyue's ordinary daughter.

"Promise him!" Yun Qianyue Yurong regained her usual tranquility and said to Du Chongxiao, as if she was her uncle and mother.

"Okay, seeing that you are sincere, Qianyue spoke for you again, and I reluctantly agreed to you. It's just that it's not appropriate here, and I'll teach you how to be the cheapest when I return to the mountain gate?" Du Chongxiao nodded slowly.

"Drunken Sword?" Yi Feizhou scratched his ears and cheeks happily, and asked in disbelief.

"The cheapest!" Du Chongxiao replied with certainty.

"Thank you, uncle, if uncle is sent in the future, my nephew will definitely saddle the horse and go to the soup and fight again!" is obviously the same age as Du Chongxiao, but Yi Feizhou is called an uncle very naturally, and he doesn't blush at all.

When Yi Feizhou left happily, Du Chongxiao turned his head to look at Yun Qianyue, raised his glass and said, "Won't Qianyue have a cup?"

Yun Qianyue shook her head with a smile, added another glass of wine for the other party and said, "If you drink a cup, it will take two years and June!"

"The days are calculated so clearly, but it seems to be repaying debts!" Du Chongxiao smiled dumbly, and drank it all again. He is a good drinker of spirits, and this hundred flowers are like clear water to him.

"Isn't love debt a debt?" Yun Qianyue stared at the other party with bright eyes and asked rhetorically.

"Do you only have to repay this debt, and you can be free of worries, and from now on you can attain the Great Dao and soar to become an immortal?" Du Chongxiao's words were three points sharp, and his eyes met the girl's gaze and asked.

Yun Qianyue was silent for a moment, and then said: "The cultivators of the world, regardless of the portal, regardless of their background, they all wish to prove that the Great Dao will soar, how can I be an exception!" After a pause, he asked again: "Could it be that Chongxiao Zhi is not here?"

"My greatest wish is to go home!" Du Chongxiao turned his gaze to the distant sky, as if he wanted to be blocked by the empty space, and looked at the hometown that he had been dreaming of. There were his relatives, his friends. And although this place is good, it is not my home!

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the sky above the General's Mansion, and a Vermilion Bird Illusion was seen hovering in the air several times, and then turned into a flash of fire and gradually disappeared.

"Senior Sister Yan is awake!" Shang Qingmiao and Xu Qinglin glanced at each other, and both of them looked happy.

At sunset in autumn, Dao Dao Jinhui passed through the clouds and descended on the peak of ten thousand people.

100,000 mountains are undulating, only the Sunset Peak stands alone, towering majestically among the firmaments. At the top of the peak, there is a golden and splendid palace, which occupies a radius of ten miles, and its high desire is to connect with the clouds.

In the Guidian Orchid Palace, the pearl is the lamp, the gold is the wall, and the white jade paves the way. Tiger demon wrestlers wearing golden armor and holding halberds lined up on the left and right, showing a solemn and murderous aura but silent. The ministers and generals of the demon clan also lined up on the side of the civil and military forces, and stood together in unison.

Directly in front of the demons, facing south and facing north, a young girl gently leaned on the tall throne carved from ancient sycamore wood, looking down on the demons.

The head is tied with a phoenix and a crown of the rising sun, and he is wearing a skirt of a hundred birds and a phoenix. The eyebrows are in the temples, the eyes are like cold stars, and the cinnabar in the eyebrows is as sharp as a blade. Exactly: bright eyes gather the rivers and seas, the jade fingers cage wind and clouds, the nine heavens ink phoenix falls, and all demons worship the supreme!

"General Fuyao, it's been a month since you set out to fight at Jade Pass, I don't know what the results of the battle were?" asked the girl on the throne softly.

Originally, after half a moon of fierce attack, the Jade Pass was about to be broken, but he never thought that the Terran reinforcements would arrive, not only did there be more than ten flying boats, but also Dongfang Mo of the World Academy and Huiming of Hanshan Temple arrived, and the last general saw that the situation was unfavorable, so he had to temporarily retreat and wait for the opportunity!"

"You have raised nearly 200,000 troops this time, and the elites of all ethnic groups are at your disposal, and even the demon dragons that have just been refined are at your disposal!" The girl's words revealed a chill that made people's hearts palpitate: "After attacking the Jade Pass for half a month, the loss of more than 70,000 soldiers was lost, and finally you returned with a feather, you are not only incompetent, you are simply incompetent, you are extremely incompetent, and you deserve death!"

The cold voice echoed in the hall, and the demons were all terrified.

"Fu Yao confesses, please punish the Lord!" Peng Demon bowed his head, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. He is the head of the eight generals of the demon clan, and his position is high and powerful, even the new lord of the demon clan does not dare to touch him easily.

"The Lord is angry!" A sheep demon came out of the ranks among the ministers, and said respectfully: "Please also ask the Lord to read the hard work of General Fuyao, and let it fall lightly!"

"Elder Yang, tell me what kind of hard work General Fuyao has?" asked the girl with a sneer on the corner of her lips.

"The Lord's birthday is approaching, and General Fuyao also wants to take the Jade Pass in one fell swoop and dedicate it to the Lord to congratulate! Now it is understandable that he lost because of impatience!" replied the sheep demon with sincere fear.

"So, I have to thank General Fuyao?" the girl's eyes were as cold as frost, and she looked at the intercession old demon.

"Fuyao doesn't dare, I just hope that the Lord can understand Fuyao's painstaking efforts, and everything Fuyao does is for the Lord!" Fuyao raised his head, his eyes could not hide his enthusiasm.

"I already know the hard work of General Fuyao!" The girl slowly stood up, and a mocking smile appeared on her jade face: "It's just that I already have a place in my heart, and I can only live up to the general's hard work!

On the side of the dormitory, there is a warm pool named Qixia. Two huge phoenix jade carvings are lined up on the left and right of the warm pool, with the underground hot spring as the source, and two clear springs are spit out from the phoenix's beak and sprinkled in the pool made of white jade. The water of the pond is clear and clear, and the light and shadow of the room are reflected in the slightest ripple, which makes people almost suspect that it is a dream.

The tulle slips off, revealing the flawless beauty of the jade, and when the jade hairpin is removed, the hair flutters like a cloud. The slender toes touched the surface of the water, and the ripples spread out, and with the sound of the gentle water, the girl slowly walked to the center of the warm pool, and the jade-like ** gradually sank into the pool water. The dense steaming, faintly visible snow muscle and jade skin.

The girl sighed softly, and she finally felt a trace of warmth after being tossed by the warm water. In the countless bleak and cold and rainy nights in the past, in those warm and powerful shoulders, she never felt cold in her heart.

One year, seven months and sixteen days, before she knew it, she had been separated from him for so long. That night's parting is to see each other indefinitely, he is a human, she is a demon, no matter what, it is impossible to be together! It's just that in her heart, she still fantasizes that one day he will marry her like in the story, wearing golden armor and stepping on auspicious clouds!