Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 725 Born with Sword Bones, Little Master Uncle x2 Paranoid Cultivation 68

In Yin Wu Yue's heart, Zhao Qing is still the boy whom he has introduced to her many times, who has a passionate and longing heart for the moonlight in his heart but dares not take a step forward. He is a well-behaved, polite and courteous young boy.

Zhao Qing would definitely not do anything else out of line.

Yin Wu Yue was aware of Zhao Qing's obsession with Zhu Baishao, but at this moment, he could only comfort himself in this way to ease the boiling murderous intent in his heart.

The evil energy wantonly drew a black arc in the sky. Yin Wu Yue and the sect master suddenly stopped at a certain place. He looked at the ordinary mountains below, and a certain premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"My lady, is she hidden here?"

A dark color surged in Yin Wu Yue's eyes, and he did not bother to determine whether the feeling in his heart was true or false. The demonic energy in his hand surged, and it transformed into a giant black dragon that poked its head out.

There was a roar from heaven and earth, and the winding mountain range below was split into two.

The sect leader couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw his hair and robes flying and his expression sinister and somewhat crazy.

Could it be that the word love has such magical power?

"Not here?"

Even if Yin Wu Yue did not believe in the leader of the Tianji Sect, he still believed in his own intuition. Demonic energy surged throughout his body, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and thunder suddenly sounded in the clear sky.

"Demon Lord, if you act like this, you will be more likely to be rejected by heaven and earth..."

During this period of time, the sect leader was caught and searched for Zhu Baishao together. He also found that the demon lord Yin Wuyue was not an unforgivable person. At most, he had a strange temper, was vindictive, did whatever he wanted, and was cruel to his enemies...

It's not like he's a demon who would sacrifice a city, massacre a group of people, or want to destroy the world of immortal cultivation at every turn.

As he watched, the clan leader somehow felt like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

Yin Wu Yue turned a deaf ear to his words, and the surging black demonic energy rushed towards the mountains like a river bursting its dam.

The evil energy swept across the mountain, and black air flowed on the mountain. The trees were affected by the evil energy, some withered directly, and some gradually became weird.

However, under such demonic erosion, there is a mountain peak that remains as lush as before, with a mysterious realm wave looming above it. Even the dullest person would know that something is wrong with this place.

"It's here!" Yin Wu Yue flicked his sleeves and disappeared into a stream of light. "Do you think I won't be able to find you if you use the secret realm to hide it?"

"This……"

Thinking that Zhu Baishao and Zhao Qing might be in the secret realm, and that a complicated emotional triangle would soon arise, the sect leader's brows were furrowed so much that they could pinch a fly to death.

Thinking about Yin Wu Yue's ability to easily kill Zhao Qing in seconds, the sect leader felt a chill in his heart and quickly followed him. He would never watch the Demon Lord hurt his own disciple.

The secret realm was attacked by Yin Wu Yue's evil spirit, and as soon as the barrier became turbulent, Zhao Qing realized that something was wrong.

He sat up from the bed, put on a set of clothes in an instant, looked back at Zhu Baishao who had fallen into a coma again, and then slipped out of the bamboo house.

As soon as Zhao Qing went out, he saw the Medicine King doll looking up at the sky, and Zhu Dichen lying quietly beside him.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky. Outside the looming secret realm barrier, there was a black cyclone that was constantly spinning upward. The thick demonic energy swept over every inch of land outside. The sky and the earth were vast, the sunlight was dim, and it felt like the world was collapsing.

Zhao Qing narrowed his eyes, but he still came.

He slowly clenched his hands in his sleeves, looked back at the bamboo house, and took the initiative to leave the secret realm just before Yin Wu Yue's surging demonic energy attacked.

As the green figure appeared, boundless demonic energy came like a wild beast that finally smelled blood, rushing towards him ferociously, and a light shield barely protected Zhao Qing.

"Demon Lord! Show mercy!"

The sect leader was horrified, fearing that Zhao Qing would follow in Yun Miao's footsteps and have his spiritual bone foundation destroyed.

Yin Wu Yue snorted coldly, and was about to restrain his evil spirit, but suddenly he sensed the undisguised lustful smell from Zhao Qing.

He had done something like this before, so how could he not understand the meaning of this taste!

Yin Wu Yue's dark eyes were instantly covered with scarlet, and an uncontrollable murderous intent surged in his heart.

"Zhao... Qing! You! Deserve to die!"

The terrifying pressure from a powerful being in the Tribulation Crossing Stage swept in all directions, and the evil spirit that was about to be restrained pounced towards Zhao Qing in an even crazier manner than before.

There was a huge gap between their strengths. Zhao Qing's face was pale and he was completely powerless to stop her. He did not stop her either, but just said lightly, "Senior."

Just two simple words, but they stopped the evil spirit that was only an inch away from his face.

"You are the senior who taught me how to practice and imparted a lot of experience to me, right?"

The azure clothes set off Zhao Qing's pale face, which looked a bit dishevelled, yet also a bit fragile and delicate.

He stared at Yin Wu Yue, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

In the illusion in Kunlun Secret Realm, in the first two lives, it seemed as if there was a hidden force bringing him and Zhu Baishao together, but it was not until the third time that things changed...

Zhao Qing had thought of all this a long time ago, but he just didn't want to admit it. He didn't want to admit that the person who took away his sister was the senior whom he once secretly admired.

Reality is just so dramatic.

Yin Wu Yue appeared in front of Zhao Qing like a ghost, one hand formed into a claw and fiercely grabbed the latter's neck.

"So what?"

"I will use your experience to comprehend the mortal world, and I will help you improve your cultivation speed. We each get what we need, and we owe nothing to each other."

"We don't owe each other?!"

Zhao Qing had thought more than once why Yin Wu Yue came into contact with Zhu Baishao in the third life of the illusion.

The final result was that Yin Wu Yue's spiritual consciousness had been attached to him for many years. It not only witnessed his illicit feelings for Zhu Baishao, but also was influenced by him and developed a liking for her.

That bit of good impression might not be obvious at first considering Yin Wu Yue's nearly thousand years of past, but after he had seen two more lives and had a thorough understanding of Zhu Baishao, all the interest that had arisen, the deliberate teasing, the inexplicable amazement, and the pounding heartbeat all came together.

He completely went from being a spectator to being a character in the play.

"I gave you a chance, but you were useless."

Yin Wu Yue raised the corners of his lips coldly, and the more wantonly he smiled, the colder it became.

His whole body was filled with an extremely fierce murderous aura, and the hand that was gripping Zhao Qing's neck slowly tightened, making the latter's face increasingly ugly.

The sect leader had no idea what the two people were talking about and could only try to stop them from the side, but he was easily suppressed by Yin Wu Yue.

Zhao Qing was unable to resist at all. His face gradually turned blue and purple, but there was still a smile on his lips, which was indescribably strange.

"What are you laughing at?" Yin Wu Yue had a blank expression.

"Laugh...laugh that you don't dare to kill me..."

Blood was already flowing out of the corner of Zhao Qing's mouth, and it was sliding down along the corner of his mouth, forming a line of blood.

"Don't dare? I dare to poke a hole in the sky, so why would I be afraid of killing you?"