The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

Before she could speak, Hua Yi spoke first: "I'm going back to the demon world first, and you have to save your own life first, do you understand?"

Lou Yueyang nodded and saw Hua Yi and Xuan Hu disappear.

Lou Yueyang turned around and looked at the bodies of her master and the others, feeling confused and desperate.

It shouldn't have been a long time since the tragedy happened, and some of the bodies were even still warm.

Lou Yueyang checked one by one to see if there was anyone who survived the disaster.

not a single one.

It was almost summer and the body couldn't be kept for long, so she decided to incinerate it.

There were staggering footsteps behind him, and Lou Yueyang looked back.

Seeing Meng Lian crawling and walking over with a pale face, her nose felt sore: "Senior brother..."

Meng Lian's eyes were red and he was about to rush into the palace. Lou Yueyang was afraid that after seeing his master's death, he would become more injured due to grief, so he stopped in front of him and refused to let him in.

Meng Lian first cried bitterly for a while, then sat on the ground and cursed Zhong Liyang with tears streaming down his face.

In the past few days, he had understood the ins and outs of the matter. The more he understood, the more he feared and hated Zhong Liyang.

Lou Yueyang wanted to cover his mouth, fearing that he would scold Zhong Liyang again.

But think about it, if he is not allowed to vent it out, he will probably feel even more uncomfortable holding it in his heart.

The sun sets in the west.

Lou Yueyang wiped away her tears, her eyes obviously bloodshot: "Senior brother, let's bury Master and the others. It's getting hot right now and we can't stop for too long."

Meng Lian waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about this. I'll hire someone to take care of Master's funeral. You can go do your thing. Do you still have enough money?"

Lou Yueyang nodded, but his heart was still very blocked.

Meng Lian asked again: "Master told me to ask you to go to the Dragon Palace to find the sword. How about it? Do you have any clues?"

Lou Yueyang replied: "No, Zhong Liyang is very capable. How could he not know about something that threatens him? How could he find it so easily for me?"

As she spoke, she looked at the sunset, which was as red as blood. The glow covered her body like a water-red gauze dress.

Her tone was a bit desperate: "Perhaps I will never be able to find that sword in my entire life, let alone get rid of him to avenge my master."

Meng Lian was also a little disappointed. He pushed up his lame leg and came over and patted Lou Yueyang on the shoulder: "Then where are you going next?"

"I originally wanted to go to Linxian Terrace in the God Realm to find out if there was any whereabouts of the Demon-Slaying Sword, but just now... a master said that I have a close relationship with the Demon-Slaying Sword, so there is no need to deliberately look for it."

Perhaps because of the many desperate attempts to save her, coupled with Shen Yulou's relationship, Lou Yueyang always felt that Hua Yi's words were credible.

Meng Lian was stunned: "Master? What master?"

Lou Yueyang bit her lower lip.

Meng Lian has always hated monsters, and now everyone in Shenxiao Temple has been destroyed by the big monster Zhong Liyang. If he knew that she still trusted the king of the monster world so much, he would probably scold her.

It's better not to let him know about Hua Yi for the time being. She carefully considered her words and replied: "A master who is very good at telling fortunes."

When Meng Lian heard this, he excitedly slapped his thigh, just right on the injury. He resisted and did not jump up. He always held it tight in front of Lou Yueyang.

"You actually asked someone else to do your fortune-telling for you? Don't you know that I'm the best at fortune-telling?"

It feels quite heartbreaking.

Lou Yueyang blinked: "Senior brother, I didn't remember that our master was good at divination."

Meng Lian sneered: "Have you forgotten Master Gao Xiu? When he was lecturing, I squatted under his window and eavesdropped several times. It can be said that I learned all his housekeeping skills!"

Lou Yueyang raised her eyebrows in disbelief. The smell of blood here was too strong, which made her feel uneasy. She walked to the tree altar nearby and declined Meng Lian politely: "I don't think he will lie to me. He should be right."

But Meng Lian did not walk away. He walked lamely and waved to her: "It would have been okay if I had known this. I would have calculated it for you. Wait, I will go to the palace to find something to calculate for you."

Lou Yueyang couldn't refuse, so she had to wait for him to settle.

Meng Lian took the things and sat in front of the palace tinkering for a long time. It was not until dark that he quietly told Lou Yueyang an address.

"That mountain is more than three hundred miles away from here, and the Demon-Slaying Sword is hidden there." He said in a very determined tone.

Lou Yueyang couldn't believe it: "More than three hundred miles on the mountain? If it were so easy to find, others would have found it long ago, right?"

Meng Lian snorted coldly: "Others may not have such strong divination ability as your senior brother. Besides, the Demon-Slaying Sword is an ancient magic weapon. Maybe it can run away like the refined ginseng."

Lou Yueyang recalled Hua Yi's words that she and the Demon-Slaying Sword had a deep fate.

In this case, I'm not sure where to go next anyway, so why not try my luck on this mountain.

Floating Snow Palace.

Zhong Liyang sat alone on the eaves of the palace, looking at the colorful clouds billowing in the distance, his dark red eyes deeper than the sky.

He was wearing a black robe with wide sleeves embroidered with gold patterns. He was looking at the north alone, his eyes were a little less sharp and more lonely.

"Lin Xing."

A pale green figure appeared next to him. The man's skirt was extremely colorful, and the black sparrow tail hairs on it were like eyes. The lower half of his face was covered with a mask, and an indistinguishable male and female voice came out of the mask.

"Sir, I have already asked Yin Dan to lead the attack on Wan Realm. Hua Yi will not be able to get away for a while!"

Zhong Liyang looked at Yunxia thoughtfully, and after a while he replied: "Yes."

Lin Xing replied, and when he was about to leave, he heard Zhong Liyang say: "Try your best to hold Hua Yi, and -

Let's start building the altar. When the altar is completed, her flesh and blood will become the sharpest sword energy of the Tianyuan Sword. "

Lin Xing's pupils suddenly narrowed.

"Sir, are you..." willing? The words stopped abruptly, and he didn't dare to say the rest.

Zhong Liyang waved his hand: "Go."

Lin Xing responded and disappeared.

……

After burying the master and the others overnight, it was already early morning when Lou Yueyang arrived at the mountain where Meng Lian had divined.

She held the flower-glasses and looked at the undulating mountains, secretly surprised.

Her senior brother actually has this ability.

She stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the mountain. This mountain was huge, bigger than all the mountains she had ever been to. It was boundless, with mist rising from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, giving it a hazy and mysterious feel.

I just don’t know what the name of this mountain is.

She stepped on the moss-covered rocks and walked toward the deep mountains, her green Taoist uniform looming like smoke in the mist.

The Tanlong hairpin is a little warm in the hair.

Lou Yueyang was so happy that she took the dragon hairpin in her hand. After exploring it for a few times, she chose the most rugged road.

There were many strange rocks and thorns along the way. There were large and small cuts on her face and body, some of which were still bleeding.

Lou Yueyang wiped her face. She was covered in sweat even if she moved a little in the early summer morning. When the sweat flowed over the small scratches on her face, she felt a spicy and itchy feeling that almost made her curse.

But when she thought about finding the Demon-Slaying Sword, she was so happy that she forgot about herself.