Disciple, don't deceive the teacher to go up [System]

"I don't know what kind of wind brought the dignified Nandu Mozun here?" Gui Zidu's tone was loose, but people couldn't ignore it: "It's because I didn't entertain well here. I hope Brother Zhu will forgive me."

Although he said so, he didn't have the feeling that he was being polite and that his hospitality was not good enough. In today's Cang Ning world, the only person who dares to call Zhu Nanxiao a brother and brother is this Guizi.

Although his name has the elegance of a literati, he is an out-and-out devil who licks blood on the tip of a knife, and the number of dead souls in his hands cannot be counted.

Before he became the Demon Lord, he was just a right-hand man of the former Northern Capital Demon Lord. Later, he planned a strategy step by step, killed the former Demon Lord, quelled the internal war, and controlled the Northern Capital Demon Race, and successfully ascended the Demon Lord's throne. It can be said that he is not strong, even Zhu Nanxiao dare not underestimate him.

"Today I came to see you, and there is only one thing." Zhu Nanxiao's face was frosty, and his voice was frozen for thousands of miles: "How about cooperation?"

Guizi seemed to have heard some funny joke, so he laughed out loud and sarcastically said: "Cooperation? When will the two of us cooperate again? I'm afraid it's not a joke. Since brother Zhu came to me in person, then give me A reason, why cooperate?"

They are well aware of the current situation of the north and the south, but now that Zhu Nanxiao suddenly came to talk about cooperation, the meaning contained in it seems a bit meaningful.

Now that the northern capital is in a weak state, the southern capital is certainly strong, but Zhu Nanxiao's actions may make people misunderstand that the sole leader of the southern capital will annex the northern capital, the cooperation is false, and the annexation is real.

"The demon king is in chaos, and humans and demons are in chaos. If the civil strife persists, the forces may not be scattered. This cooperation is only to protect the foundation of the demon clan and stay in an indestructible place." Zhu Nanxiao said.

Gui Zidu sneered: "That's hard to say, everyone knows that although you Nandu Demon Lord has fallen into a demon, and you are a humanoid monster, how can I trust your words?"

Indeed, Zhu Nanxiao's identity is too sensitive, firstly as the leader of the demon clan, secondly as a demon cat, and thirdly as a human monk.

That's why Guizi was not sure whether he would join forces with the human race and the demon race to not play this game of chess, so as to destroy Beidu in a righteous way and thus unify the demon world.

Zhu Nanxiao stood calmly on the obsidian at the front door of the magic city, and his tone was as cold as water: "As you wish."

Guizi has a serious face, stroking his smooth chin with his right hand, pretending to think, what he said earlier was just a test, and based on his knowledge of Zhu Nanxiao, he also believes that he will not engage in any dirty tricks, after all, there are so many methods. .

"If you say that, I can think about it."

Zhu Nanxiao didn't speak, but stood there alone, waiting for Guizi to speak.

"Empty talk has no basis. If you want to cooperate, you have to show your sincerity. Even so, Beidu is definitely not easy to mess with."

"I came here in person, isn't that considered sincere?" Zhu Nanxiao said.

Guizi smiled and said, "Brother Zhu is really joking. Of course you are sincere when you come here in person, but you know what I mean."

"Liang Keqiu?"

Gui Zi shook his head with contempt in his eyes: "Although he has seriously injured me before, he is just a defeated opponent now. I will avenge this revenge on him myself, and he is not qualified as a bargaining chip."

He deliberately paused, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "If you give me your slaying, I will agree."

Zhu Nanxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were as frosty, and he directly refused: "Impossible."

"Don't refuse so quickly, you can think about it."

He replied: "Don't think about it, just change it."

Guizi didn't even get angry, but was really thinking about the feasibility of other plans: "Then what do you think I should change?"

Zhu Nanxiao pursed her lips: "..."

Jian Qinghuang: "..." Why is it that Guizi is able to talk about such an important matter so lightly, as if a child is playing house!

I obviously didn't want to complain, but I was suddenly inspired to complain about the buff!

Guizi's eyes were all bare, and he began to look at Zhu Nanxiao up and down, stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes revealed a playful look like a poisonous snake: "Then how about giving me the rabbit cat in your arms?"

He was betting, and he was also testing. Zhu Nanxiao has never had a weakness, but now it seems that is not the case.

After hearing this sentence, Zhu Nanxiao's gaze became colder, like the ice above the nine heavens, able to freeze people to death alive, he hugged Jian Qinghuang in his arms even tighter, not letting others covet a single bit of it.

"Shut up, absolutely not." Even his tone was much colder than before, his eyes gradually showed murderous intent, and those eyes swept around, causing the surrounding temperature to drop, as if declaring sovereignty.

Seeing such a gaze and directly facing such a killing intent, the average person's legs would have already weakened and they would not even be able to stand upright.

But Guizi was not afraid. Facing Zhu Nanxiao like this, he was not afraid on the face, and he was calm.In his heart, he was sure that he had made the right bet, this manul in his arms was definitely not simple.

"Isn't it just a rabbit mantle? Why not." Guizi continued to provoke, his face full of indifference and frivolity.

"What do you know?" Zhu Nanxiao sneered, and then spoke softly and affectionately: "For me...he is my life..."

As soon as these words were said, not only Guizi was surprised, but everyone around him was also surprised. Everyone knew that Nandu Mozun was a cold-blooded and inhuman killing god. sound.

And the one who was most surprised was Jian Qinghuang, who was stiff in Zhu Nanxiao's arms at the moment. She was so startled by these words that she couldn't recover for a while, waiting for those big eyes to look at Zhu Nanxiao's face, and there was no movement for a long time.

Zhu Nanxiao's eyes were extremely gentle and affectionate, as if what he held in his arms was like a rare pearl in the sea, irreplaceable.

He slowly stroked his master, the pair of shadow rings in his hand exuded a soft light.

These words set off thousands of miles of thunder in Jian Qingxuan's heart, as if there were lightning from ten directions, which made him dizzy, and the surrounding voices gradually disappeared.

This sentence is short, but it contains a lot of information.

First of all, Jian Qing could be sure that Zhu Nanxiao already knew it was him, and he knew from the beginning that it was not a coincidence that he noticed when we met at the inn, so he brought him back, and then he just let it go.

So those things in the bathroom...

Forget it, let's not talk about these things, he still has to face... Zhu Nanxiao has already exposed his shortcomings and weaknesses to the public by saying these words in front of everyone. How could Gui Zidu's words just now be possible? I didn't hear it as a test.

The only possibility is to declare sovereignty to everyone, which is regarded as a warning, but he also put himself in danger.

It is easy for others to hurt him. The Demon Realm Supreme has always been the one who is the most powerful. It is not his style to be so careless.

His words also showed his strength, arrogance and absolute self-confidence from the side.

If someone or something else dares to touch Jian Qinghuang, it will touch him, and the person who hurt his master will definitely die without a place to die.

"It's really interesting." Guizi laughed lightly, "Then how about you help me rebuild the northern capital and kill the rebels?"

"Ah."

It's just one word, and it seems that he doesn't want to say another word, but he doesn't mind at all, the Zhu Nanxiao he knows is like this, cold-eyed and reticent, cherishing words like gold.

The two sides reached an agreement in this way, and Guizi is not unreasonable, since he agreed, he will definitely not break his promise.

Their cooperation this time is very useful, and it is also a correct choice. After all, everything must be prevented from happening.

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The setting sun was dark and the afterglow was shining brightly. There was a scream in the vast sky, and a flaming roc flew across the sky, creating a magnificent scene.

Zhu Nanxiao stood on the back of Minghuopeng flying high in the sky, his body stood straight, and at his feet, squatting obediently was a manul, one man and one beast. The scene was harmonious, like a solitary boat between heaven and earth , Stand upright in the universe and not fall down.

The smoked wind blew by, raising his hair, making him look even more beautiful.

Zhu Nanxiao raised his right hand lightly, and a blood-red simple long knife appeared in his hand. The blade was not too gorgeous, but it was extremely solemn and heavy. The whole body was entwined with demonic energy, and a sense of bleak bloodthirsty rushed over his face.

This sword is the demon sword that is famous in the entire Cang Ning world. It is not famous, but notorious.

Slashing Misfortune was cast by ancient swordsmiths who spent hundreds of years. The materials used are extremely precious, but they are also extremely evil. It takes thousands of souls and blood to emerge in blood. When it was born, the universe was reversed, and the world Chaos.

Inside there is a sword soul sacrifice spirit, named Jiuhuan, bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty, gathered the soul power of thousands of people, and synthesized into one spirit.

Before the seal, ferociousness spread everywhere and killed the Quartet, and was suppressed in the Necromancer Scale.

This demon sword was finally obtained by Zhu Nanxiao, and he is also the only person who has tamed this sword so far.

The moment the knife appeared, a gust of black air gushed out of the knife, and the black air gradually converged into a human shape, standing in front of it.

The person in front of him was wearing a black robe, his face was cold and heartless, and his eyes were like the river Styx on the eighteenth floor of the earth. He was cold and handsome, without any emotion.This is Jiu Huan, the sacrificial spirit of slashing misfortune.

The only surviving soul among thousands of people finally became a sword spirit, forgetting everything in life, and was named Jiuhuan by the swordsmith.

Jiu Huan stood there with her lips tightly pressed, her face pale, and her eyes were empty and unfocused.

Didn't say a word, didn't even move.As far as he is concerned, he has become a weapon to kill people, and weapons do not need emotions.

"This is Jiu Huan. He will protect you if I'm not around in the future." Zhu Nanxiao introduced to Jian Qingwang: "Now that the world is in chaos, I'm not at ease after all..."

The wind from the sky blew his voice into the sky, gradually drifting to the distance, and also took away Jian Qinghuang's thoughts, now recalling the past bit by bit, from now on, I am afraid that he will never go back.

For some reason, Jian Qingwang always felt that Jiu Huan in front of her was a little familiar.