The Secret History of Demon Emperor Blasphemy

After the two waking emotions in the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion stabilized, Jing Qi finally remembered something that he had forgotten before——

"Your Majesty, the two disciples of Tanzong Hanqiongfeng have arrived in Taihang City. They seem to have heard the news that you and Elder Su are staying here for a while. They have come here to invite you and Elder Su back to Tanzong." Jing Qi thought for a while, " It seems to be because of something about the Outer Sect Grand Competition."

"...The foreign sect grand competition?"

The man sitting on the main seat listened to his announcement, originally playing with a strand of black hair in his arms boredly, but when the last word came to his ears, the man's movements suddenly stopped, and after a while, the corners of his lips softened. lifted up.

"They didn't mention it, but I forgot..."

Yun Qi's eyes and pupils were mixed with a strange smile, which fluctuated and mottled.

"..." Jing Qi, who was standing aside, secretly caught a glimpse of the expression on the seated person, as if thinking of something bad, he shuddered silently.

"Where are they now?"

"In an inn in the city." Jing Qi replied respectfully.

"lead the way."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jing Qi bowed instinctively, but froze when he straightened halfway.

Yun Qi had already stood up with Su Yezi in his arms, seeing that Jing Qi was not moving, his eyes fell over.

"Your Majesty..." Jing Qi dully pointed to the man who was sleeping soundly in the man's arms, "Could it be that you want to carry Elder Su with you like this?"

The corners of Yunqi's lips lifted slightly, and a strange glow moved in his pupils: "What's wrong?"

The ending sound is already a little heavy.

It's like a "kill whoever comes up to grab him" momentum.

So 24 filial piety subordinate Jing Qi bowed again with a sincere expression: "It is very appropriate, Your Majesty, please follow me."

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Even though they were used to seeing close masters and elder brothers in Zongli Peak, Du Shuiqing and Song Qingyu were startled by the scene of Yun Qi frankly hugging Su Yezi after opening the door.

"Brother, master, this is..." Du Shuiqing spoke first, and looked at Yun Qi with a slight frown.

Yun Qi, who was drooping outside the door, raised his eyes and landed on the face of the second junior brother who spoke, the corners of his lips twitched, and he smiled wickedly: "Du Shuiqing?" Then he turned his eyes and landed on the person next to him, "Song Qingyu?"

The two senior brothers who shared weal and woe with Han Qiongfeng shivered at the same time, looked at each other blankly and bowed consciously: "Senior brother."

... For some reason, the elder brother who they had always felt was difficult to hold back, met again after more than a year, and it was even more strange.

Especially that smile, Du Shuiqing, who bears the brunt of it, feels the hairs on his back stand on end when he thinks about it.

"When is the Outer Sect Grand Competition?"

Yun Qi withdrew his gaze, looked at the person in his arms and asked.

"Ten days later." Song Qingyu replied.

"It's just the right time for the meeting." Yun Qi smiled, the coldness in his pupils moved slightly, "Then let's set off today."

"...Yes, brother."

The two of them didn't dare to object, they nodded in agreement, then obediently went back to the house to pack up their things, then went out and followed Yunqi on the way back to the sect.

-

A few miles away from Taihang City, he had already entered the mountain forest, and there were no more hustle and bustle around him, so Yun Qi, who was holding Su Zizi, stopped.

"Master, senior brother?" Du Shuiqing and Song Qingyu, who were hanging behind, caught up and looked at Yun Qi puzzled.

Yun Qi didn't even look out of the corner of his eye, and his voice was very calm: "At your speed, you won't be able to reach it in ten days."

"..."

Du Shuiqing and Song Qingyu lowered their heads in shame.When Song Qingyu and Yun first met, they knew that the gap between them was like a chasm. At this moment, their mentality was not bad, but Du Shuiqing wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in. Back then, he was proud that his cultivation level was higher than Yun Qi's. Now, only a few years have passed, and the person whose cultivation level was still trapped at the beginning has already reached a height that he can hardly reach.

Even on this simple journey, Yun Qi walked in the front with Su Ye Zi in his arms, flowing like clouds and flowing water, not even a trace of breath leaked out, while he and Song Qingyu were chasing hard behind, the circulation of the true essence forced them to breathe stable……

Is this the difference?

Du Shuiqing's frustration was obvious, and Song Qingyu looked at his second senior brother in surprise, but the instigator seemed to be unaware of it, and after he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves calmly.

Then a flying boat appeared in the open space next to them without warning.

"Senior brother, this is...?" Song Qingyu was dumbfounded, even Du Shuiqing didn't care about introspection, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the huge monster in front of him.

"Flying artifact."

Yun Qi carried Su Ye Zi into the flying boat indifferently, and then looked at the two people: "Are you going to go back after two years of experience outside the sect?"

The eyes of the two brothers, who were blocked without temper, were tightly glued to the flying boat. When the flying boat took off into the sky and went straight into the clouds, Song Qingyu kept rubbing the cold outer body of the flying boat.

"Second senior brother, this is much bigger than the flying magic weapon in the sect..."

"Well, and there is no need for a traction chain at all." Du Shuiqing bent his knuckles and buckled the flying boat.

On the other side of the flying boat, Yun Qi helped the person in his arms to the seat next to him, let the other person lean against his shoulder, then gathered Su Ye Zi's long hair, and used his true energy as a cover to isolate the privacy of only the two of them space, the corners of his lips slightly lifted, and whispered to the sleeping person in his arms:

"Yezi, the way you look at your apprentice...is really not good."

He glanced at Song Qingyu and Du Shuiqing who were sitting together far away from him on the other side of the transparent mask: "If you are so timid, how can you be my junior?"

The man in his arms ignored him and slept soundly.

Yun Qi couldn't tell whether the strange emotion welling up in his heart was disappointment or something else. After a few seconds of silence, his eyes darkened, and he tilted his head to bite the bright red lips that he had coveted all the way. Instinctively, I relaxed the strength, and started to suck gently on it instead.

"My... leaves..."

Between the lips and teeth of the two, Yun Qi murmured softly, and a devilish smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

He hugged the person next to him tighter in his arms, leaned against the wall of the flying boat, kissed the hair of the person in his arms, and closed his eyes.

After half an hour, Yun Qi was woken up.

Looking at the eager faces of Song Qingyu and Du Shuiqing outside the true essence mask, Yun Qi suppressed the violent killing intent in his heart, and with a flick of his sleeves, removed the true essence mask.

"What's the matter?"

The voice of the newly awakened man was low and hoarse, and there was no light in his jet-black pupils, only a faint scarlet shadow enveloped him.

"..." Both Du Shuiqing and Song Qingyu couldn't help shrinking their necks, and even wanted to take a few steps back.

No wonder they, it's really the elder brother at this moment who has an evil aura all over his body, he is obviously clean and dressed in plain white robes, but he looks at them without smiling or angry, but it makes them feel that this person seems to be soaked in blood from some kind of dead body. Walked out—otherwise, how could he acquire such a terrifying and murderous aura?

It's just that the situation was urgent, so Song Qingyu bit the bullet and took a step forward: "Brother, where the flying boat passed by before, there seemed to be a few people fighting with the disciples of Chanjuan Peak in the sect, and those people had strange auras. Cultivators of the Immortal Realm...I am afraid that the lives of several disciples of the same sect may be in danger."

... Disciple of the same clan?

Hearing this word, the corners of Yunqi's lips twitched, but there was no smile in his eyes, only a deep and dark devilish aura.

I didn't repay the vengeance of a certain Heavenly Demon Guen back then, slaughtering all the disciples of his Tanzong, it was already a good deed, and now I want him to save it?

——The joke of slipping the world.

As soon as Yun Qi's eyes turned cold, he was about to blurt out the words of refusal, but just a moment ago, he hesitated for a moment, then looked down at Su Ye Zi who was still sleeping soundly in his arms.

...Elder Chanjuan seems to be the most intimate with Ye Zi, if he knows that he did not go to save the disciples in the peak of his junior sister...

The light in Yun Qi's eyes turned cold, and after a long while, he turned the flying boat slightly stiffly, and flew back.

"It's here—brother, it's right below—!"

After a while, Song Qingyu and Du Shuiqing, who ran to the other side of the flying boat, talked to Yun Qi through the longest distance of the flying boat.

Yun Qi lowered the flying boat, and when it landed, he thought about it, and gently helped Su Yezi in his arms to the wall, then got up and walked out.

It was getting late at this time, but for the cultivator, the dim light was obviously not enough to pose any problem.

So when Yun Qi reached the periphery of the two sides of the fight, the two groups of people inside were still fighting fiercely.

"Who is coming?!"

Even in the middle of the fight, the group of people who were fighting with the female disciples of Tanzong Chanjuan Peak still drew a little attention and asked in a cold tone.

Yun Qi really didn't have much interest in these low-cultivation fighting skills, he glanced at the group of people, and opened his mouth without emotion: "The two parts of Yazi and Xiaofeng are just this meager strength now. ?”

This tone can be called calm and calm, but it abruptly startled the group of people so that the aura of the spells under their hands were chaotic, and they repeatedly exposed their flaws.

Moxiu, who was the leader, let out a low shout. Everyone seemed to have received some signal, and at the same time restrained their breath and retreated a few feet away, standing in two rows and looking at Yunqi with ugly faces.

"who are you?!"

The leader looked over with piercing eyes, but when his eyes touched Yun Qi's face, his figure shook: "You are Yun Qi, the first disciple of Tanzong Hanqiong Peak?!"

On the other side, the female disciples of Chanjuan Peak, who managed to catch their breath for a while, also looked up in surprise.

Yun Qi, who was in the center of his line of sight, still didn't have the slightest smile on his face, his black pupils were as deep as the night, and he stared fixedly at the two rows of demon cultivators.

Wherever Yun Qi looked, the demon cultivators invariably felt a slight chill in their hearts - facing this man, for some reason, they were completely taken away from even the courage to take action.

Yun Qi lowered his gaze, and slowly suppressed the violent killing intent in his heart.

"Tanzong disciples, it's not your turn to move yet.... Get lost."

All the demon cultivators looked at each other, turned around one after another, and left quickly.

Yun Qi stood there for a moment, without even looking at the female disciples on the ground, turned around and walked towards the flying boat.

"Follow."

"Thank you, Master Yun Qiyuan, for saving me!"

Several female disciples supported each other, and got on the flying boat with slightly shocked expressions.

After a while, the flying boat restarted, and the two ends were still seated separately, but Du Shuiqing and Song Qingyu's female disciples who joined the Chanjuan Peak were also far away from the other end.

——The survival instinct of the cultivator is well reflected at this time.

After a while, the sky was completely dark.

The turbulent emotions in Yunqi's heart that were aroused by the old demon cultivator before had all calmed down.

So he sat down and hugged Su Yezi who was sleeping on the wall into his arms.

There was a strange sight behind him.

Yun Qi didn't need to investigate, he knew it was the female disciples of Chanjuan Peak who had just boarded the flying boat.

He lifted the corners of his lips, and the smile in his eyes was slightly cold. He changed his gesture of pulling him into his arms, but hooked Su Yezi's jaw instead, leaned forward, and kissed him.

With the hostility left in my heart before, this kiss was not so gentle.

Satisfied with the frozen gaze behind him, Yun Qi was about to leave when his eyelashes, which were close at hand, trembled and lifted.

...as if a soft feather swept over the tip of the heart.

Yun Qi was a little absent-minded, but the pupils of the person in his arms turned from dazed at first to clear, and then a bit of complicated and turbulent emotions instantly disappeared from those clean eyes.

There was a "bang" sound.

At the other end, Song Qingyu, Du Shuiqing, and several female disciples of Chanjuan Peak all looked over at the same time, and then became dazed——

At the end of the flying boat, Elder Su, who had just woken up, pressed their senior brother Yun Qi to the ground, and kissed them ferociously.