The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

Zhong Liyang sneered, ignoring Wuchen who was unable to get in, and said to Hua Yi behind him: "Hey! The dignified demon king is actually hiding behind others, where can you put your old coquettish face if word spreads! "

Hua Yi snorted coldly: "I will do whatever it takes to achieve my goal. Didn't I learn this from you?"

Zhong Liyang stared at him and sneered, then moved his sinister eyes towards Lou Yueyang: "If you come back now, I will forget about it."

Lou Yueyang took a few deep breaths and looked at him with extremely complicated eyes, but her voice was cold to the bone: "When you slaughtered my disciple and deceived me, why didn't you think about whether I would follow you regardless of the past?"

Zhong Liyang was choked by her words and narrowed his eyes, his dark red eyes flashing dangerously.

Lou Yueyang stared back at him not to be outdone.

Xiaoyi came over from behind him and whispered to him: "Sir, Lou Zhiyan didn't know what kind of fire he used to ignite the karma pond. Most of the dragon fish was burned and his life was in danger!"

Zhong Liyang's expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards Wuchen: "What's your idea?"

Wuchen stood with one palm in front of his chest, his expression neither sad nor happy: "It's a helpless act, a sin."

Hua Yi laughed wildly behind him: "Zhong Liyang! Go back and guard your home quickly, so that others won't even know if your home is stolen!"

Zhong Liyang's breathing became heavy. His eyes seemed to have been tempered. He glanced around the three of them several times, waved his hand and turned to leave.

Before he could move, two more figures suddenly descended beside him.

The visitors stood beside him, one on the left and the other on the right. Hua Yi's expression became solemn when he saw the visitor.

On the left is Ming Kui. The underworld is cold and gloomy, so he wears a dark blue cloak, which is luxurious and unassuming.

On the right is Yan Sheng, who was rescued from the Luohen Realm by Ming Kui. She is dressed like a delicate woman and looks like she is about to cry when she looks at Wu Chen.

"Sir, the Nu family just turned a corner and went to the Floating Snow Palace to capture the old Taoist priest.

How about you give me this little monk and we can exchange it? "

Yansheng held a soul-gathering bottle in his hand, and his eyes kept moving on Wuchen.

Zhong Liyang glanced at her sideways: "You have to be able to digest it if I give it to you."

I don’t know who volunteered to meet this monk, but was caught directly and had to ask Mingkui to rescue her with a shameless face.

Yansheng stuck out his tongue playfully: "I underestimated the enemy last time, and I will never do it again in the future."

Zhong Liyang snorted coldly: "You are no match for Bald Man, go deal with that coquettish fox."

After Yan Sheng responded, he transformed into his original form and quickly flew towards Hua Yi and Lou Yueyang.

Xiaoyi's strength was obviously not enough in front of these people, so he asked Xiaoyi to go back to Fuxue Palace to deal with the matter of the karma pool.

Zhong Liyang looked at Mingkui again, with an impatient tone: "You're not leaving yet. Do you want to help me? Or should you deal with me with them?"

Lin Xing found out last time that Ming Kui and Hua Yi Wuchen had been very close for a while.

Although he didn't know why, he wanted to know if Mingkui also wanted to stand on his opposite side.

Mingkui rolled his eyes at him and stepped aside: "I'll stay and learn your tricks."

Zhong Liyang: "..."

He no longer paid attention to Ming Kui, who was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, but drew his sword and pointed it at Wu Chen: "Little monk, since you dare to be my enemy, let me see what you are really capable of!"

Wuchen looked at him quietly, his eyes as calm as water: "The poor monk has no intention of becoming an enemy of the donor."

Zhong Liyang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Then what do you mean by taking my woman away? Isn't it because you have a crush on her and want to take her away from me?"

Wuchen shook his head gently: "The poor monk is a monk."

Zhong Liyang sneered: "The person I know who is best at adultery is a monk. He is proficient in all tricks and postures."

Wuchen: "..."

Yan Sheng, who was fighting with Hua Yi in an inseparable manner, heard this and interrupted:

"That's it, Master. It seems that you thought I was too reserved last time. I'll be more proactive next time, and you can show me what tricks you have up to me!"

Wuchen's face turned red, and Gujing Wubo's heart also had a trace of anger: "..."

When Lou Yueyang heard their dirty talk, he was not ashamed and stared at the soul-gathering bottle in Yansheng's hand.

The master is inside.

The last time Wuchen went to Fuxue Palace, he found that the karma pool was full of resentment. He thought it was Zhong Liyang's training place, so he took out the Qinglian Yehuo and asked Lou Zhiyan to burn the karma pool, cutting off the old roots of Zhong Liyang's resentment.

Unexpectedly, a nightmare creature appeared on the way. It was fine that it was not completely burned, and she caught him.

He looked at Lou Yueyang behind him and saw the anxiety in her eyes, knowing that the old Taoist priest had to be saved: "Donor, you should know the relationship between Donor Lou and Miss Lou, so let him go."

Zhong Liyang tilted his head and looked at him. Under the cold moonlight, there was a hint of calmness and indifference in his violent person: "I let him go, and then you took my people and left me. He doesn't look very good." It’s quite beautiful.”

Wuchen was not upset at being snatched away, and still looked calm and composed.

Hua Yi and Yan Sheng were fighting fiercely beside him, and it was hard to tell whose blood was spattered on him from time to time. Even so, there was no trace of anxiety or panic in him.

Lou Yueyang observed the situation around him and saw that Yan Sheng and Hua Yi were going back and forth. The fight was so difficult to tell the winner for a while that he calmed down and secretly thought about how to deal with it.

She quietly approached Yansheng, waiting for an opportunity to rescue Lou Zhiyan.

Lin Xing suddenly appeared behind Zhong Liyang, and Yansheng threw the soul gathering bottle towards Lin Xing.

At Zhong Liyang's signal, Lin Xing took the soul-gathering bottle and smashed it to pieces on the ground. Lou Zhiyan's soul suddenly appeared next to him.

He saw this scene as soon as he came out. He still didn't understand what was going on, so he immediately got up and headed towards Wuchenlou Yueyang.

Lin Xing was behind him, kicked him to the ground, then showed his hidden knife and put it directly on his neck.

Lou Yueyang stopped moving and his heart tightened: "Master!"

Zhong Liyang caressed the blade of Tianyuan Sword gently, raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Lou Yueyang, his tone was sarcastic: "Why, your master can't compare to your freedom?"

Lou Yueyang was silent, breathing heavily, looking distressedly at Lou Zhiyan who was stepped on the ground by Lin Xing. When he looked at Zhong Liyang, his eyes were full of resentment.

Zhong Liyang looked back at her calmly, with an expression that said I don't need to act anymore.

Wuchen waved the beads lightly, and a shining golden alms bowl appeared in front of him. There were dots of Sanskrit characters on it, and it was a bit solemn.

As soon as Yan Sheng saw the alms bowl, he was so frightened that he shouted: "Sir, there is something in that alms bowl, run!"

Zhong Liyang dismissed it and just stared at Lou Yueyang like a poisonous snake. He even gave Wuchen a stingy expression: "He can deceive you even if he uses a broken bowl as a treasure."

The alms bowl slowly grew in size and rose into the air. The golden Sanskrit characters flashing in the air caused the alms bowl to turn suddenly and directly cover Zhong Liyang in it.

Lin Xing wanted to laugh. It was a fool's errand to think that such a missing corner of the alms bowl would trap his family members.