The demon leader is back

A few butterflies fluttered around the shadow, colorful star powder fell from their beautiful wings, and the silk thread extending from the small hair ball changed from virtual to solid, and instantly turned into a sharp murderous weapon.

Yu Ye's whip was cut by these silk threads, and instantly broke into countless pieces.

Yu Ye, who was in the center of the criss-crossing and overwhelming silk threads, suddenly didn't dare to move. Lines of lines suddenly appeared on his cheeks, arms and other exposed skin, and blood beads came out one by one.

Patriarch Yan looked at the spectacular scene and asked in surprise, "What is this?"

No one answered him, Patriarch Yan turned his head to look at Shaohua, and lowered his voice: "Shaoer, what is the origin of this person?"

Shaohua didn't answer, but just asked: "Father, Young Master Yu or Young Master Ying, which one do you choose for me to marry?"

Patriarch Yan looked at Ying Qi and then at Yu Ye, hesitating.

Shaohua turned his head to the side, looked at his father with a serious face, lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and was a little sad. After all, this man was his father who loved him since he was a child. Although he was always strict with him, he was not lacking in kindness.

However, as the patriarch of a big family, his thinking will always be affected. In his mind, his daughter's lifelong events are linked to his interests, which is a matter of course. Who in the big family is not like this?

The family has given the clan members rights, status, and wealth, and the clan members have to give something back to the clan. They can't just ask for it without paying a little price!

Shaohua thought, if she hadn't met Luo Yu, she would probably have followed the family's arrangement!

After a while, Patriarch Yan looked at his daughter's expressionless face and always felt an indescribable sadness on her body, so he hesitated and asked, "Does Shao'er like Mr. Ying?"

Shaohua raised his head, his gaze seemed to be looking far away, and his voice had an ethereal taste: "If you have to choose between the two of them, I will choose Mr. Ying."

Patriarch Yan sighed: "This person has treacherous methods and unfathomable martial arts, but sometimes it is not just the strength of one person, and a family cannot be supported by one person."

"Daughter understands." Shaohua held the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, and stroked an inconspicuous bracelet on his left wrist. It was given to him by Luo Yu a long time ago, and she cherished it all the time, "Father, you Do you know who the Seventh Young Master of the Divine Blood Tower is?"

Patriarch Yan shook his head subconsciously. Although they were concerned about the Central Plains Wulin, they still didn't know about it. He just shook his head a few times before reacting, staring at Ying Qi: "Could it be that he is the blood of the gods?" Lou's Seventh Young Master?"

Patriarch Yan knew that his daughter had entered the Shenxue building, that she was the sixth son of the famous Jianghu, "the most beautiful woman in the world", and that many people lost their lives under the beautiful soul-destroying silk.

He suddenly thought of something: "Could it be that you and this Mr. Ying have been in love for a long time?"

Although Ying Qi had just joined the Divine Blood Building, the Divine Blood Building did not join just because he said he would join, and he did not know how many years of preparation it took before. Patriarch Yan thought that Shaohua had been with Ying Qi all the time, and even helped him join the Divine Blood Building.

"Father!" There was something more in Shaohua's calm eyes, which seemed to be similar to the flames in the winter, bright and dazzling, "These are not important, he is the seventh son of the Shenxue building, is this status enough?"

Patriarch Yan frowned, although he sacrificed his daughter's happiness for the benefit of the family, but when Shaohua didn't care about himself so much and betrayed himself, he felt uncomfortable as a father again.

Shaohua misunderstood something and thought his father was dissatisfied, so he chuckled coldly and said, "The Seventh Young Master of the Divine Blood Building is not enough, so what about the deputy leader of the Heavenly Sacred Sect?"

Patriarch Yan was caring for his daughter with an old father's heart, when he suddenly heard Shaohua say this, he was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Shaohua repeated word for word: "The deputy leader of the Tiansheng Sect."

Patriarch Yan suddenly looked at Ying Qi, staring at him: "You said, he is the deputy leader of Tiansheng Sect?"

Shaohua's eyes turned back to a lifeless look again: "The deputy leader of the Tiansheng sect, together with the seventh son of the sacred blood building, are very high for our Yan family, and his identity is not only that."

"What else?" Patriarch Yan asked subconsciously, and then said with a dark face, "Speaking of the deputy leader of Tiansheng Sect, I suddenly remembered something. I heard that the deputy leader and their leader were entangled. , still not clear with the eldest son of the God Blood Tower, so..."

Patriarch Yan seemed to be unable to find an adjective for a while, or realized that he could not say vulgar words in front of his daughter, so he exhaled two breaths from his nose angrily, and then continued: "You can't marry this person, What he clearly likes is... a man, aren't you a widow when you marry him? Besides, such a sweetheart is not worthy of my daughter. "

Shaohua looked at his father unexpectedly, and thought for a while: "Could it be that in the eyes of my father, Mr. Yu is not a person with love/heart?"

Patriarch Yan frowned: "Although I let you marry the Yu family for the benefit of the family, I didn't completely disregard your happiness. After all, Yu Ye is also a son of a family. His father asked someone to check. Take care of yourself, and I will treat you well."

"Good character?" Shaohua smiled lightly, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Patriarch Yan stared at his daughter's disapproving expression, feeling suspicious.

At this time, Ying Qi and Yu Ye were confronting each other.

There were more and more wounds on Yu Ye's body, which made him dare not take it lightly. These thin and weak threads, which looked like spider silk, were actually sharper than his dagger made of black iron.

Ying Qi carelessly flicked the thin line with his fingers: "How about it, admit defeat?"

Beads of sweat rolled down Yu Ye's forehead, and his back was completely soaked in sweat. Such a cold winter day couldn't compare to the chill in his heart.

Ying Qi waved his sleeves casually, and the snow plum tree in the yard was swept by his inner strength, and the snowflakes on it fluttered down. Above Ye's head, snowflakes fell, turning Yu Ye's hair white.

"If you don't admit defeat, your end will probably be the same as these snowflakes. The only difference is that you are probably red." Ying Qi said slowly, her voice even sounded nice, but to Yu Ye's ears, it was quite different. The mountains of swords and seas of fire in hell are even more terrifying.

Yu Ye moved his lips with difficulty. He didn't even dare to make big movements to speak, for fear that those silk threads would cut off the muscles on his cheeks and cut off his own lips: "I... admit defeat."

Ying Qi rubbed the little hair ball squatting on her shoulder, and the silk threads all over the space disappeared like ice and snow melting under the sun, and the butterflies flying in the air lingered around Ying Qi reluctantly.

"Go back!" Ying Qi took out a flower from the ring space under the cover of his sleeve, and the butterfly grabbed the flower and flew away.

Yu Ye's subordinates and servants hurried over to pick up the limp young master, and quietly left without saying a word.

Patriarch Yan looked at Ying Qi with a complicated expression, but when Ying Qi looked over, he immediately concealed his emotions: "Young Master Ying is worthy of being... a hero in the world."

Ying Qi turned around and walked in front of Patriarch Yan: "Patriarch is too famous."

Patriarch Yan hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Ying is extraordinary, but my daughter has already made an engagement with the Yu family. I'm afraid I can't..."

"Patriarch Yan." Ying Qi's dark eyes are like a bottomless abyss, and the darkness hidden in it is frightening. Ying Qi lowered his voice and said, "I don't know if Patriarch Yan knows that / appeared in the desert Things?"

Isn't it the magic palace?Patriarch Yan almost subconsciously asked back, as if he was holding his breath, he nodded heavily.

Ying Qi stroked the hair ball in the palm of his hand, and said in an unhurried manner: "I am the master of the shrine, with such a status, does Patriarch Yan think that I am worthy of Miss Shaohua?"

Patriarch Yan's legs were so weak that he almost made a fool of himself in public, and stared at Ying Qi in disbelief: "The master of the shrine...?"

Soon, the Yan family and other families in the ice field heard that the young lady of the Yan family, Shaohua, was going to marry a young man surnamed Ying, who was brought back from the Central Plains by Shaohua.

He repented of the marriage with the Yan family and chose an unknown person. Others speculated about what kind of medicine the head of the Yan family sold in his gourd.

What's even more strange is that the Yan family, whose marriage was regretted, suffered such a great humiliation, and didn't even say a word.

At this time, the Yan family was bustling with activity, with lanterns and festoons everywhere, red double happiness plastered all over the courtyard walls, doors and windows, everyone's faces were beaming, except for the head of the Yan family who knew the truth, and the mistress of the Yan family.

In the early morning of the day before the wedding, just as the magnificent city gate was opened, a carriage entered the city wrapped in wind and snow.

The guards guarding the city gate looked at the carriage strangely. In such a world of ice and snow, there are horses that can pull the carriage?What kind of BMW can do such a thing?Why have they never heard of it?Sure enough, is it because the world is full of wonders?It is they who are ignorant.

The carriage rolled over the icicles on the bluestone road, making a creaking sound, and slowly drove into the morning mist that had not yet dissipated.

Inside the car were Qin Wuyan and Luo Yu.

Qin Wuyan kept his eyes closed, while Luo Yu opened the curtain to look outside from time to time, and then turned around to stare at Qin Wuyan anxiously.

Luo Yu really didn't understand what the leader of the Tiansheng Sect was thinking. When he came to Yan's house to snatch the marriage, he didn't bring any helpers. They were obviously here to die.

"Does Hierarch Qin have a plan?"

Qin Wuyan didn't even lift his eyelids, and said flatly, "Yes."

Luo Yu's face squeezed out a bit of joy: "Then..."

Qin Wuyan was still so calm that there was no disturbance: "You will know when the time comes."

Luo Yu had no choice but to suppress the impatience in her heart, trying to comfort herself, there was still time and a chance.

The two found an inn that was closest to Master Yan's mansion, and when they were about to enter, they both saw the red happy sticker on the door.

The waiter who picked up the guests had a happy face: "The two guest officials looked at each other, are they from outside? It just so happens that the young lady of the Yan family in our city is getting married. If the two of you are interested, you might as well go and see the excitement. "

Luo Yu's face was sullen, and naturally she couldn't be happy when she heard that Shaohua was married to someone else.

Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to be interested, Xiaoer said no more: "Come, please, please."

Asked for two upper rooms, Luo Yu was alone in the room and couldn't calm down, so he planned to find Qin Wuyan. As soon as he stepped into Qin Wuyan's room, Xiao Er came in with a plate on his back.

Xiao Er put the plate on the table: "Miss Yan is married, no matter which inn or restaurant, all guests will give red eggs as gifts. This is our custom here. Come, two distinguished guests, don't be polite, let's be happy. "

Qin Wuyan, who had always been as calm as water, immediately became pale when he heard this.

Red eggs!What kind of red eggs do you eat when you get married? Have you even given birth to a child?

The author has something to say: The leader is very angry, hahahahaha