The Years I Raised Dragon Aotian [Transmigration Book]

, what happened to him

Pei Ran in his palace?Cheng Xiu, who heard the news, was stunned for a second, and then quickly reacted.

Before Pei Ran left, he clearly said that he was going to the Devil's Palace to deal with affairs, so how could he run into this man's palace for no reason?

What's more, this person's cultivation base is only at the upper-middle level in demonic cultivation. Even if he has something to report, he must go to the demon palace to see Pei Ran, and there is absolutely no reason for Pei Ran to go to his palace.

This person is clearly still regarded as a magic pet by him.

Having figured this out, Cheng Xiu's eyes suddenly turned cold. He didn't want to make trouble at first, but as the peak master of the Xuanshuang faction, he naturally represents the Xuanshuang faction outside, so how could these little guys be able to bully him? ?

His left hand was grabbed by the man, and when his right hand was about to lift the water to teach the man a lesson, a tall black figure suddenly appeared from the left side of his body, and this figure put his hand on his wrist involuntarily. , Formed a stalemate with the person on the opposite side.

"How dare you, brat...!" The man on the other side raised his head angrily, and was about to scold this person, but when he looked up, the harsh words that he was about to scold came to an end.

Cheng Xiu followed that powerful arm all the way up, landed on the face of the visitor, and finally met those dead eyes—it was Pei Ran.

It's just that for some reason, at this moment, Pei Ran's whole body exudes an aura that no one should enter. Even Cheng Xiu met his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a chill spread from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. , It is daunting.

The demon cultivator on the opposite side was even more frightened when he saw Pei Ran, and the hand holding Cheng Xiu couldn't help shaking, as if he had seen some man-eating demon.

No, it might be much scarier than this.

Cheng Xiu saw that the demon cultivated himself to be calm, swept away the wretched smile on his face, looked at Pei Ran respectfully and asked, "I don't know the demon...?"

Pei Ran turned his head, his eyes fell from Cheng Xiu's body to the face of this demon cultivator, and he said in a cold voice:

"Let go."

The person on the opposite side seemed to be scalded, he let go of Cheng Xiu's hand in a hurry, and even involuntarily stepped back several times, widening the distance between himself and Cheng Xiu. It wasn't until after doing all this that he seemed to wake up from a dream, and his eyes gradually changed from confusion to sobriety, followed by more fear.

He bent slightly, raised his head and looked at Pei Ran flatteringly, his cautious tone was full of temptation: "This..." He looked at Cheng Xiu, and his eyes fell on Pei Ran again.

"I don't know if it belongs to the Demon Lord..."

Pei Ran didn't pay attention to him at all, and didn't even give him half a look. Instead, she put all her heart and soul into Cheng Xiu's hands.

After Moxiu on the opposite side let go of Cheng Xiu's arm, Pei Ran's hand was still tightly grasping Cheng Xiu's wrist, and he didn't even intend to let go. He grabbed Cheng Xiu's hand and moved toward his arms. Moved in the direction of Li, put it under my own eyes and looked at it carefully.

Cheng Xiu's hand was no different from usual, but Pei Ran gradually frowned, and before Cheng Xiu could react, when he pulled his hand back, he covered Moxiu with his hand and held it The place.

At first, it was simply covered, and gradually began to wipe gently on it—the young man in black seemed to have seen something extremely dirty on his hands, and hoped to remove these dirty things in his own way. Dropped, and finally covered his breath again.

Cheng Xiu wanted to pull back her arm, but Pei Ran was stronger than him. He exerted all his strength, but his hand still remained motionless in Pei Ran's palm.

It wasn't until Cheng Xiu felt the burning pain from his wrist that Pei Ran finally let go of his wrist, and his eyes returned to the demon cultivator.

His eyes were already full of storms, and he said coldly: "It's just what you think."

Cheng Xiu was still wondering what Pei Ran was referring to when he said "that kind", when he saw that the demon cultivator's face turned pale quickly, and then there was a dull sound of "thumping", and this person actually knelt down in front of them !

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!! It's the subordinates who don't know Taishan! That's why they inadvertently ran into this... this young master!!"

Seeing that Pei Ran didn't respond at all, he kowtowed directly on the cobblestone road, but Pei Ran was still unmoved.

The Demon Cultivator kowtowed hard, and after a while, his forehead was dripping with blood, which looked quite unsightly.Cheng Xiu frowned unobtrusively, but Pei Ran noticed this small detail, so his expression became colder and stormier.

The people around were stunned for a long time, and seeing the scene in front of them, they were all trembling with fear. They wanted to escape but did not dare to escape. They all knelt on the ground with fear on their faces.

"If you make a mistake, you will naturally be punished." Pei Ran said lightly, and sentenced Mo Xiu to death.

Hearing this sentence, Moxiu stayed where he was like a stone. He naturally saw Pei Ran's method. It was obviously useless to beg Pei Ran right now. He turned his eyes and knelt down beside Cheng Xiu before, constantly calling for help:

"The subordinate only ran into your young master in a moment of obsession!

The subordinate knows that your son has a big heart, so he will definitely forgive him! ..."

Cheng Xiu took a step back and expressed his attitude: this person is from Pei Ran's Demon Palace, how to deal with it is naturally up to Pei Ran alone, he has no right to comment.

What's more, Pei Ran was right, he should be punished if he did something wrong.

Cheng Xiu looked up at Pei Ran, only to find that Pei Ran was looking in his direction, as if asking for his opinion, Cheng Xiu raised her head slightly, indicating that you can solve it yourself.

After getting Cheng Xiu's permission, Pei Ran turned his right wrist lightly, and a Qingfeng long sword appeared in his hand.

He released coercion, which avoided Cheng Xiu and fell on everyone in the field, making these magicians have no strength to resist at all, and they couldn't breathe.

The leader of the surrounding demon cultivators was the most powerful, but he also lost all resistance under Pei Ran's coercion, and his whole body trembled.

Pei Ran raised his sword and walked in front of the man, without saying a single word of nonsense, as the light flashed on and off, all of the man's cultivation was abolished.

Cheng Xiu frowned, but said nothing.

This group of people was quickly taken down, and the blood on the cobblestone road was also wiped clean. It was as if nothing had happened, but Cheng Xiu had a vague feeling in his heart that something had quietly happened as early as he inadvertently. changed.

The expression on Pei Ran's face was the same as usual, and he said to him with a smile on his face:

"Master, is this going back? What a coincidence that the disciples are going back too, why don't we go together?"

Cheng Xiu followed Pei Ran's pace silently, and the two walked towards the small courtyard side by side.

Cheng Xiu said to Pei Ran as if suddenly remembering:

"In the magic palace, you and I should stop referring to each other as master and apprentice."

Cheng Xiu saw a hint of disappointment in the young man's eyes, then raised his head, and asked with some hurt:

"Master, is this... despising the disciple?"

"The identity is inconvenient." Cheng Xiu said indifferently, but Yu Guangzhong was still paying attention to the young man's expression.

Out of the corner of his eye, the young man was disappointed at first, and then as if he remembered something, his eyes were instantly covered by a kind of light again. His eyes were slightly bright and he leaned over his head, curious and forbearing, and said:

"How does the disciple address Master?"

Cheng Xiu didn't think about this question for a while, but Pei Ran obviously didn't give him a chance, and then said: "How about Yunxiu?"

Calling only the first name and not the surname is a relatively intimate way of saying it. When Pei Ran's deep and hoarse voice called him like this, Cheng Xiu suddenly felt a little hot on his face, and the heat was faintly rising.

"It's better than..."

Just when he was about to correct the young man and let him call himself "Cheng Xiu" in the future, the young man continued:

"Since the disciple is called Shizun Yunxiu, then the master should also ask the disciple to be more intimate, why not call the disciple "Xiao Ran"?

People who are important to the disciple all call the disciple in this way. "

Cheng Xiu's words that wanted to make Pei Ran change his mind suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

After finishing speaking, Pei Ran said confusedly:

"What did Yunxiu want to say just now? 'Not as good as'? Why not?"

"It's nothing." That's all, Pei Ran can call him whatever he wants, but it's just a name, not so particular.

There was another silence, Pei Ran seemed to feel something was wrong with Cheng Xiu's mood, and finally couldn't help but ask:

"Master... Yunxiu was frightened by the scene just now?"

"No." Although he said so, Cheng Xiu's gloomy expression had already exposed his emotions at this time, and Pei Ran knew what the young man was thinking at this time without even thinking about it.

He is still the same as before, no matter whether he was in Pei's mansion in the past or the Yunxiu Immortal now, his heart is always soft, with a kind of kindness that Pei Ran can't understand.

Pei Ran thought so, when Cheng Xiu lowered his head and didn't notice, his eyes were full of warmth when he looked at Cheng Xiu.

Sure enough, before Pei Ran could ask another question, Cheng Xiu spoke up:

"I'm just wondering... Is this kind of punishment too harsh?" The man just shook his wrist, even though his words and deeds were a little reckless, he should not be punished like this.

If it was Cheng Xiu, it would be enough to beat this person to vent his anger, why...why destroy this person's cultivation?

Pei Ran's eyes deepened, and he explained in a low voice:

"Magic Palace is not the same as decent."

He only said this sentence and then stopped, based on his knowledge of Cheng Xiu, just saying this sentence is enough, but talking more will not be effective.

Cheng Xiu was silent for a while, and finally seemed to agree with Pei Ran's answer, "Yes."

He doesn't understand the magic palace, presumably the rules of the magic palace are like this.After all, it is a demon cultivator, and it is normal for them to differ from the rules of their decent governance sect.

As a Demon Lord, Pei Ran has his own set of rules for how to act. This is not something he should interfere with.Thinking of this, the expression on Cheng Xiu's face finally relaxed a little.

Pei Ran smiled lightly.

Cheng Xiu was still thinking casually in his heart, and he was still thinking about Pei Ran's sword just now in his mind.

There was no other expression on the young man's face, he was cold, holding a Qingfeng sword like him in his hand, without saying a word, with a light stroke, a person's life was decided.

Even after destroying the man's whole body, the expression on Pei Ran's face did not change at all.

It seemed that what was lying under his sword was just an ant.

Cheng Xiu had to admit that during the years when he was not with Pei Ran, the young man had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The current Pei Ran is a brand new and completely different Pei Ran.

"Yunxiu? Yunxiu?" A deep and pleasant voice came from beside him, waking Cheng Xiu up from his trance.

Cheng Xiu turned around, and what caught his eyes was still his familiar smile, but it was strange for no reason.

He heard the man's deep voice sound again.

"Here we are, welcome back."

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