Xianjun, please calm down

Da Zhuang's hands trembled slightly, but he didn't speak.

Venerable Biyun looked at them, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter between you, do you have to talk about it here?"

Da Zhuang said in a low voice: "No, Yan Cang... grant me a high position, and the heaven-level magic cultivation technique, I plan... to stay in the Demon Realm in the future, thinking... because we once had a relationship between Taoist couples , I will not let the demons know about your coming here, after we cancel the Taoist partner contract, you can leave."

Yu Changqing took two steps forward and said, "You and I are Taoists, is it appropriate for you to lie to me with such words?"

When Da Zhuang saw him coming forward, his eyes were flustered. He seemed to want to retreat again, but his feet were firmly nailed to the ground and did not move.

Yu Changqing walked in front of him, and said softly: "Is there anything between you and my Taoist couple that we can't say clearly? Is there anything that can make you say something like rescinding the Taoist couple's contract?"

Da Zhuang lowered his head, and the hands he held together trembled slightly, causing his sleeves to tremble slightly.

Yu Changqing looked at his left hand whose knuckles were turning white, fearing that he might hurt her, so she raised her hand and reached for his wrist.

Da Zhuang roared, "Don't touch me!"

Yu Changqing's hand paused, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, but he still stretched out his hand, held it on his left wrist, and pulled his left hand away from his right wrist.

What is Yu Changqing's cultivation level? If he is serious, no matter how hard Da Zhuang grips him, he will not be able to compete with him. Youran raised it up, holding a dagger in the palm, a cold light flashed, and the dagger pierced Yu Changqing's left shoulder until it reached the root.

There was a faint smell of blood between the two, Da Zhuang's eyes widened, and he hissed, "Yan Cang!"

Venerable Biyun stepped forward, but Yu Changqing said: "Master, don't move."

Venerable Biyun paused, his expression solemn.

With Yu Changqing's skill, if he wanted to dodge the knife, it would be a breeze, but he was unprepared, he never dodged an inch, was stabbed straight, he lowered his head slightly, looking at the place where the knife had entered.

Da Zhuang's hand was still holding the handle of the knife, and because of the posture of extending his arms, the sleeves slipped slightly, revealing a purple-black fingerprint on his wrist, which was a new wound, which he pinched himself just now.

Yu Changqing looked at that hand, then raised his head to look at Da Zhuang, just in time to see two bean-sized tears rolling down silently from his wide-open eye sockets, and said softly: "You...what's the matter? "

Da Zhuang's lips parted slightly, as if he couldn't breathe, and there was a "squeak" in his throat, but no sound came out. He looked at Yu Changqing's blood-stained shoulders, and his eyes shot out amazing hatred.

The fingers hanging by his side twisted a few times like rusted iron, then he raised them suddenly, and slashed at his right shoulder with a knife. The arms hang down limply.

This was so fast that Yu Changqing couldn't stop it. In shock, he hurriedly tapped a few big points on Da Zhuang's shoulder, dragging his broken right arm with one hand, Holding his still-movable left arm, at this moment Venerable Biyun also rushed forward, and with a quick tap of his fingers, Da Zhuang's meridians were sealed.

Yu Changqing hastily stretched out his long arm, supported his fallen body with one hand, and pulled out the dagger on his shoulder with the other hand. Although the dagger pierced deeply, it didn't hurt the vitals. In my eyes, I just feel sorry for Da Zhuang.

He whispered: "Uncle Master..."

Venerable Biyun said in a deep voice: "He appeared alone, and his behavior was abnormal. It is imperative to seal the meridians!"

Yu Changqing was also afraid that he would make another self-inflicted move, so he nodded.

Da Zhuang's meridians were blocked, but his mind was clear, but he didn't say a word.

Venerable Biyun tapped a few big points on Yu Changqing's shoulder to stop the bleeding, and said to Da Zhuang in a deep voice, "What is your reason? Puppetry? No, you are still sane, not puppetry. What the hell is going on?" What's going on? Don't tell me you want to kill your beloved Taoist companion!"

Da Zhuang wanted to tell them that Yan Cang was watching the situation here, but he opened his mouth, but couldn't speak anymore, obviously Yan Cang didn't want him to talk anymore.

The Demon Sealing Art can control the limbs, but it can't control what the practitioner says. At most, it can only make him speechless. Now Yan Cang also knows that if he opens his mouth again, what he says will definitely be bad for him. A strong mouth will arouse suspicion, but it can't be taken care of.

Yu Changqing held Da Zhuang with one hand, looked around for a week, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

Venerable Biyun also had the same intention, now that the person has already got it, it is useless to keep it, and before Yu Changqing finished speaking, the two sacrificed their natal flying swords at the same time, no longer concealing their actions, and instantly turned into two streamers of light, flying towards the distance run away!

Yan Cang in the demon palace still had the look of astonishment on his face just now. Seeing these two top experts running away with all their strength, he gritted his teeth and said, "You like him so much? How could he even stab you after he said a lot of hurtful things?" Don't care about a knife? What good is a villager with a low cultivation base?!"

His face was cold, and he murmured in a low voice: "However, this person is extraordinary. He was able to forcibly break free from my control for a moment. He didn't hesitate to use his own arm, and he was so ruthless..."

He stomped his feet, turned around and flew deep into the Demon Palace. When he reached the Demon Lord's Palace, he touched the restriction as before, but there was no movement inside.

No one can break the demon's restriction, even if he could, he would never dare to forcefully break through the restriction, because he knows that the demon will kill him and will not show mercy.

There is no strong bond between father and son of the Demon Race. Even if he dares to offend the Demon Lord, he will still be slaughtered.

With Demon Lord's cultivation base, not to mention that he touched the restriction, he should know if he is close to the restriction. Now there is no movement, obviously he doesn't want to see him, but he is not sure at all against two combined sword cultivators alone. Even in the Demon Realm, which has a natural advantage over the Demon Race, he is not sure. He has fought against Yu Changqing, and he never dared to underestimate him.

And if a large number of demons are mobilized to chase after them, those demons who are far inferior to them may not be able to catch up. If they can't catch up, it's useless. If they can... He doesn't want Yu Changqing to die. If a large number of demons chase after him, they can only die endlessly, which is not the result he wants.

The more he observes Yu Changqing in the dark, the happier he feels in his heart. Even if he controlled Da Zhuang and hurt him just now, he was careful not to hit a vital point. It was just a little flesh trauma. He didn't want Yu Changqing to suffer anything. Serious injury, in his long life, he has never experienced the feeling of cherishing a person so much.