The cute sword breaks the sky!

At this moment, a cold and crisp voice suddenly came from outside,

"This seat is here, why don't you kneel down?"

Accompanied by this arrogant, but at the same time cold and ruthless voice, there was a white shadow, and then, the first thing that came into view was the snow-white and flowing sleeves fluttering in the wind, and then, looking up, it was That smooth and white chin, followed by those extremely cold and ruthless eyes.

This person is Xuan Lu Daoist.

As soon as she saw her master Master Xuan Lu coming, Hong Lian's eyes lit up instantly, and she shouted:

"master!"

As she said that, Hong Lian rolled and crawled towards Master Xuanlu.Daoist Xuanlu, who had never been treated so warmly before, frowned, pursed his lips slightly, and his eyes were full of suspicion, holding the scent of milk in his arms.

Does this guy have any purpose?so enthusiastic...

In the next second, Honglian's behavior confirmed his premonition.

"Master, you said it! You will tell me who my parents are! Tell me, who are my parents?" Hong Lian felt uneasy in her heart when she saw Wen Anyan who was similar to herself. When he saw the scene where the devil was getting along with the sickly young man, the uneasiness that nearly suffocated him became more and more intense.

He wants to ask clearly!

He wanted to know who his parents were and whose son he was.

And does his cranky thinking make any sense?

However, Master Xuanlu paused when he heard this, he frowned and raised his head to look at the Demon Lord.

"Wen Moyuan, long time no see." Master Xuanlu ignored Honglian, he just hugged Honglian in his arms and looked at Wen Moyuan coldly.

Wen Moyuan hadn't answered yet, Zhu He who was beside him trembled slightly when he heard this, and then looked around with blank eyes.

Even though his eyes can't see clearly, he still wants to hear clearly.

This voice is so familiar, so familiar... like... a friend's...

But when Wen Moyuan heard this, he just pursed his lips slightly, hugged Zhuhe tightly, and lowered his eyelashes slightly to hide the ferocious rolling eyes.When he raised his eyes again, there was violence in his eyes, "It's been so many years, I didn't expect that you, a damn bug, can still live to this day, it's really unexpected."

But when Master Xuanlu heard these words, his complexion instantly became gloomy. He looked at Wen Moyuan incomparably gloomyly, looking at Wen Moyuan's appearance, as if looking at his sworn enemy, he said coldly :

"The bloodbath was indeed very heroic. It's a pity that I wasn't there at the time. I happened to miss it." When Master Xuanlu said this, his eyes were full of hatred. He seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help gritting his teeth. :

"At that time, you bloodbathed all the people on the mountain peak. Don't you have any regrets? They are the ones who raised you!"

"Remorse? Oh, I don't need this kind of thing." Wen Moyuan snorted and sneered. He just lowered his eyelashes and gazed tenderly at the person in his arms. There was no trace of blood on his pale face. His lifeless eyes seemed to have nothing to pretend to be, but they seemed to be full of himself.

This kind of conjecture instantly swelled his self-esteem, and made his mood turn from cloudy to sunny in an instant. However, he just stroked this sick and weak person, and then bit the jade ear of this person softly, and then, licked He looked like a child who got candy, with a happy face and sweetness in his eyes. He hugged the sick and weak young man tightly, and murmured:

"You also think what the deity said is right, don't you?"

However, the sickly young man only trembled. He seemed to be very afraid of this Wen Moyuan, but he couldn't break free.

"You are really as bad as ever." Master Xuanlu made a mocking arc, and said coldly: "At that time, Zhuhe saved you because he pitied you and thought you were a poor guy. Looking at it now, you are really Wolf-hearted and ungrateful. Don't you feel that you have failed him at all?"

"Dishonored? What's that?"