Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

Chapter 242 Demon Ancestor, Little Follower Ten Thousand Years Ago

Ye Yun closed his eyes.

In his mind, a delicate and lovely girl suddenly appeared.

This quirky girl has two braids on her head, likes to wear pink skirts, and likes to follow behind his ass every day.

Don't look at the little girl who looks delicate and cute, but has an extremely hot temper.

Every day she clamored to drive away all the confidante around Ye Yun, and she wanted to monopolize the strongest man in the Cangnan Continent.

At that time, Ye Yun had a domineering personality, so how could he let Yun Xiao succeed?

So most of the time, Ye Yun would take action to teach Yun Xiao a lesson.

Sometimes when he gets annoyed, he grabs Yun Xiao and hits her ass, making the little girl scream.

At that time, Yunxiao was only at the realm of life and death, and there was still a long distance from the realm of eternity.

but.

Yun Xiao is not a monk of the human race, but a monster race.

In Ye Yun's eyes, she was just an arrogant and savage little demon.

As a time traveler, Ye Yun has no prejudice against the Yaozu.

Ye Yun, who has watched Xu Xian and the White Snake, A Chinese Ghost Story and many other dramas, naturally treats the beauties of the Yaozu equally.

What Ye Yun didn't expect was...

10 years later.

The little Yunxiao has turned into a demon ancestor in the mouth of later generations.

He couldn't help feeling that the change of time was really elusive.

It seems that Yun Xiao also cultivated to the eternal state later, and it is not the ordinary eternal state.

To become a demon ancestor, at least one must be above the ninth floor of the Eternal Realm.

Although the lifespan of the Yaozu is very long, it is absolutely impossible to live for 10 years.

Ye Yun sighed and stood silently in the carriage.

An ancient painting reminded him of the past a long time ago, Ye Yun stood there blankly, as if the time around him turned back at this moment, and he returned to 10 years ago.

……

To be honest.

10 years ago, Ye Yun was young and energetic, and indeed very arrogant, far better than the peace brought about by the invincible loneliness 10 years later.

Inside the hall.

The old man in the golden robe looked at the two big demons in the eternal realm in the distance, and saw that the demon ancestor did not bow down. He couldn't help being furious. He shouted coldly: "You two, why don't you worship the demon ancestor?"

The big black horse froze for a moment, then smiled: "Why do you want to worship, I don't know her."

"Yeah, it's the demon ancestor you're talking about, and we don't know each other. Why do you have to kneel down to her? Have you lost your mind, old man?"

The blood monster dragon also said with a sneer.

"You!" The golden robed old man trembled with anger.

He didn't expect that the two big demons in front of him pretended to be crazy and foolish, and they didn't even give the demon ancestor face.

You must know that in the entire Cangnan Continent, once this ancient painting appears, any monster clan will bow down to the monster ancestor.

After all, tens of thousands of years ago, during the great battle between the human race and the demon race, the demon ancestor Yunxiao turned the tide by herself, which allowed the demon race to retain a lot of blood.

"It's true that the world is not ancient, and people's hearts are unpredictable."

The old man in the golden robe suddenly laughed coldly, and he played a formula with both hands, which turned into a ray of light and injected it into the ancient painting.

The ancient painting suddenly shines brightly, and the characters in the painting seem to have souls at this moment, and they come alive.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the woman in the ancient painting walking out of the painting gracefully.

As soon as she appeared, a powerful coercion immediately emanated from the entire hall.

The big black horse was taken aback immediately, he found that the woman in front of him had actually reached the tenth floor of the Eternal Realm.

The blood monster dragon was also stunned.

I didn't expect the woman in the ancient painting to have such a high level of cultivation.

The woman's eyes were extremely cold, as if everything in the world was nothing but dead things in her eyes, she looked coldly at the two big monsters below, and said in a cold voice: "You two little monsters, why do you still look at me when you see me? Won't you kneel down?"

"Why do you kneel?"

The big black horse said stubbornly, without showing any timidity.

"Since you don't kneel, don't blame me for being rude."

The woman in Tsing Yi stretched out a finger as slender as a green onion, a strong light bloomed between the fingers, and slowly pointed towards the big black horse.

The powerful coercion actually made the big black horse unable to move, even the blood monster dragon was suppressed at this moment.

The two of them watched helplessly as the finger pointed towards them.

The old man in the golden robe looked at this scene with a look of surprise on his face.

Sure enough, the old ancestor was right, there was a will of Empress Yunxiao in the ancient painting, and this will would help their Sky Spirit Cat to survive the most dangerous catastrophe.

Just when the golden-cloaked old man thought that the two big monsters in the eternal realm were about to fall, he was suddenly stopped.

He wasn't the only one who fell into a state of stillness.

Everyone around fell into a state of stillness like a dream at this moment.

A figure in white clothes suddenly appeared.

"Little Yunxiao, has it been a long time since you spanked your ass?"

Ye Yun appeared opposite Yun Xiao, stretched out a hand, and blocked the jade finger.

"who are you?"

Yun Xiao stared at the white-clothed figure in front of him with cold eyes, but he didn't seem to show any familiar eyes.

"You don't recognize me?"

Ye Yun was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, after 10 years, Yun Xiao would not recognize him anymore. What happened in the middle?

He stared closely at Yun Xiao's stunning face, and when he saw an extremely ruthless aura in the depths of her eyes, he seemed to understand something.

"Yunxiao, have you really cultivated the Dao of Wangqing?"

Ye Yun asked sadly.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you know my name? And why do you know that I am practicing Taishang Wangqing Dao?"

Yun Xiao's cold eyes shrank slightly.

She looked at the man in white in front of her and asked a series of questions.

"I am Ye Yun."

With a certain painful emotion in Ye Yun's voice, he slowly walked towards the illusory body formed by a will.

"Your name is Ye Yun? This name..."

At this moment, Yunxiao's eyes were in a trance.

She seemed to remember when she had heard of this name.

It seemed that somewhere in her heart, there was such a name hidden.

But at this moment, an instinctive cold emotion emerged from the bottom of her heart, which forcibly strangled some of her emotions.

Ye Yun walked slowly in front of Yun Xiao, and the two stood facing each other in the air.

Looking at this familiar face, Ye Yun sighed and was filled with emotion.

He slowly stretched out his hand and landed on Yunxiao's head, wanting to rub it gently.

"Go away, don't touch me!"

Yun Xiao roared angrily, and slashed at Ye Yun with a knife.

The jade-like palm exuded an astonishing sharpness, like a snow-white knife light, slashing towards Ye Yun's chest.

"You're naughty again, it seems I should spank your ass..."

Ye Yun smiled and took a light breath.

This breath came later than before, and actually pushed Yunxiao's body back into the ancient painting.

Ye Yun stretched out his hand and put away the scroll of ancient paintings.

The cloud in this ancient painting is just a wisp of will.

He couldn't let Yun Xiao make a move, and he couldn't waste the energy of this will.

Let her return to the ancient painting as soon as possible.

In this way, he can let Yun Xiao's wisp of will live for a while longer.

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