The reborn demon emperor is husband

Yan Heng brought Mingxiu back to the demon realm, and as soon as he entered the palace, he attracted the attention of all the demon cultivators.Looking at the little beast in Yaozun's hands, all the monsters just felt incredible, the always cold, hygienic Yaozun would personally hug a little leopard-like beast, is this breaking their lower limit?

Mingxiu arched in Yanheng's arms, then raised his small head to look around, this palace in the demon realm is much more luxurious than his father's palace of the Nether tribe.High-grade crystals and rare spiritual grass can be seen everywhere. The colorful golden stones that cannot be snatched in the spiritual world are used to build roofs. The spiritual grass that monks in the spiritual world are eager to get is planted here in flower pots as bonsai decoration.

The rockery and pavilions in the garden are all made of rare spiritual crystals, the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard are all rare spiritual herbs and trees, and even the fountains in the garden are spiritual springs with rich spiritual energy. He stretched out his small head and looked at the side The flowing milky white liquid, I can't complain in my heart, shit, this is Wannian Lingrui.

"The palace you built is too exaggerated." Mingxiu looked up at Yanheng, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you afraid that high-level monks will gather in the demon realm to rob them?"

Yan Heng glanced at Ming Xiu indifferently, with an indifferent expression on his face, "As long as they dare, they can come."

"Egoist." Mingxiu rolled his eyes at him, and continued to look around.

Yan Heng saw that although his eyes showed surprise and envy, but there was no jealousy or greed, he looked at this little beast with admiration in his heart, "You can take whatever you want."

"No need." Mingxiu shook his little head. The resources he used in the Nether Clan were all the best. Although they weren't as extravagant as they were, he didn't lack anything. Besides, they belonged to others, so he wasn't interested.

Yan Heng didn't say any more, and went directly to his bedroom. After he put the meditation on the ground, he went straight to the back bath and began to take off his clothes, and took a bath in the water without hesitation in front of the meditation.

Mingxiu stared fixedly at Yan Heng's naked body not far away, swallowed unconsciously, the figure of the uncle is really good!

Yan Heng naturally also caught this little movement of his, and a small arc curled up on his lips, asking: "Do you want to wash?"

"Okay!" Mingxiu jumped into the bathtub unceremoniously, the water splashed, and a few drops fell on Yan Heng's face, he frowned and did not speak.

Mingxiu jumped into the bath, only to find that the water in the pool was full of spiritual springs of ten thousand years. He had to sigh that Uncle Leng was so good at enjoying himself.Because he hadn't changed for a long time, he preferred to take a bath in his original form, so he swam with his four little paws.

"Aren't you going to change into a human form?" Yan Heng asked, he remembered that the little kid looked very beautiful in human form.

Mingxiu was startled, he felt a little awkward when he thought of himself turning into a human naked and facing Yan Heng, they haven't reached that point yet.

"No need, I like to wash in the shape of a beast." Mingxiu shook his little head.

Yan Heng didn't bother to care about it, leaned against the pool and closed his eyes to rest his mind.Half a day later, he opened his eyes, and what he saw was the sleeping little beast floating on the water with its belly open. He thought it was a bit amusing, so he stretched out his hand to poke the little beast's belly.

"Ah!!" The little beast woke up from its sleep and screamed.

Ming Xiu resolutely blew his hair, he hates people poking his belly the most, this dead uncle is too much, "Why are you poking my belly?"

"Poke it if you're bored." Yan Heng looked at the little beast with fur, with a smile on his face.

Mingxiu got angry, he bared his teeth at Yan Heng, jumped onto Yan Heng's shoulder, bit his shoulder with two small fangs, and made a vicious sound from his mouth.

Maybe his small fangs are sharp weapons for others, but they are undoubtedly tickling for Yan Heng whose body is harder than fine iron. He looked at Mingxiu with a funny face, "Grind your teeth for hundreds of years and come again." .”

Mingxiu rolled his eyes, and leaned on his shoulder discouragedly, "Uncle, you are so annoying."

In this way, Mingxiu has been cultivating in the Monster Realm. The aura in the Monster Realm is several times stronger than that of the outside world, and much thicker than the dense land of the Nether Race. He is still very satisfied with the cultivation environment here.

With Yan Heng's intentional or unintentional help, Mingxiu's cultivation base has improved rapidly, which is of course inseparable from his excellent talent.

During this period, Mingxiu occupied half of Yanheng's bed, eating, lodging and practicing with him, Yanheng also seemed to be used to it, acquiescing to everything he did, and was extra patient with bratty kids.

For a cultivator, a hundred years is nothing, let alone a monster whose lifespan is much longer than that of a human, 300 years pass by in a hurry.

On this day, Mingxiu, who was exhaling and practicing, suddenly received a special message talisman from his father. After reading it, his expression was a little unpredictable.

"What's wrong?" Yan Heng found that Ming Xiu looked at him with complicated eyes.

Mingxiu raised his head and looked at him, "My father asked me to return to the family as soon as possible."

Yan Heng nodded and did not speak, Mingxiu would go back to the Nether Clan to live for a period of time every few decades, it must be that the Emperor of the Underworld missed his son again, I have never seen a father who is so tired of his son.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I'm going back?" Mingxiu said a little unhappy.

Yan Heng stretched out his hand to poke his belly, and said with a light smile: "Didn't your father miss you?"

Mingxiu pouted, "No."

"What is that?" After getting along for so long, Yan Heng naturally knew Ming Xiu's petty temper, so he asked along his hair.

Originally, Mingxiu was going to tell Yan Heng, but seeing Yan Heng's half-smiling face, he wanted to punch him a few times, and he didn't have any desire to tell, "It's nothing, I'm leaving."

"Now." Yan Heng frowned and asked.

Ming Yan got up and walked towards the door, "Yes, now." When he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head and said to Yan Heng: "Goodbye, uncle!"

Yan Heng knew that this stinky boy had a very stubborn and arrogant temper, and he didn't know how the Hades raised him. He sighed, but he didn't catch up. Thinking that it won't be long before the stinky kid goes back, so he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

When Mingxiu returned to the clan, he was surrounded by the Emperor of the Underworld and several elders to care for him in turn. Finally, the Emperor of the Underworld took the son who had turned into a little leopard into his arms and touched his back and asked, "Xiu'er, what do you want to choose?" Yet?"

"Father, I've made up my mind." Mingxiu's eyes revealed a hint of determination.

Hades had a guess in his mind, he sighed and asked: "Do you want to choose androgynous?"

"Father, you know me best." Mingxiu rubbed his head against Emperor Hades and said.

Underworld Emperor looked at his precious son earnestly and said, "Even if you choose a pure male body, you can form a dual cultivation partner with the same sex."

"But I just want to choose hermaphrodite." Mingxiu said firmly.

"Hey! Do you really have to endure that kind of pain for Yao Zun? If you get pregnant again, it will be a narrow escape, Xiu'er, you have to think about it before you do it." Hades Emperor was reluctant to hold his aching son in his palm because Other men suffer.

Mingxiu smiled and said: "Father, you know that I'm not interested in mother's, so even if it wasn't for Yanheng, I would choose androgynous, just promise me."

"You stinky boy, you know how to make troubles for me."

100 years later, in the Demon Spirit Hall of the Demon Realm, Yan Heng sat on the golden seat in the middle of the hall, watching the beauties dancing below with a blank face, and on both sides of the lower head sat the representatives of the vassal demon clan who came to congratulate him.

His thoughts drifted away unconsciously, why hasn't that brat come back?It's been 100 years, and the sound transmission talisman he sent has no response, and if he doesn't come back, he will go out to find it himself.

In Yan Heng's heart, meditation has long been included in his belongings, and after hundreds of years of companionship, he has long been used to everything about that brat.In the 100 years without meditation, he actually felt lonely. This was unexpected. He always did things as he wanted, so he had to catch the little kid back and spank his ass.

The beauties of the fox clan below finished dancing a song, and they were extremely excited to see the Yaozun's gaze on them. Yan's small face said softly: "This time, in addition to the congratulatory tribute, our Fox Clan will also present twenty of the most pure and beautiful pure Yin fox girls of the Fox Clan to the Yao Zun for enjoyment. I hope the Yao Clan will accept it."

Seeing that the man she admired did not answer, Mu Lingyan couldn't help but look at him and said shyly: "Ling Yan has admired Yaozun for a long time, and hopes to be with Yaozun in the future."

Yan Heng looked at the most beautiful princess of the fox clan indifferently, and when he heard the word "companion", he thought of the little beast that rolled and acted coquettishly in his arms all day long.

Before he could express anything, a joking voice suddenly came from outside the palace gate, with a hint of sourness in his tone, "Uncle Yan, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, you are so lucky!"

All the demon clans present all looked out the door, wanting to see who had the guts to speak rudely and was not afraid of being punished by the demon master.

I saw a man walking in from outside the hall. The man was wearing a moon-white shirt, the sleeves of which fluttered in the wind, his long black hair hung down to his waist, his face was as flawless as jade, his facial features were exquisite, his eyes were deep and calm, and his forehead was square. There is a red lightning mark in the middle.

Like a fairy walking out of a painting suddenly, it is breathtakingly beautiful but not feminine, and has a mysterious and distant atmosphere all over its body.

The man glanced around, his deep eyes fell directly on Yan Heng, and he smiled, his youth was so beautiful in an instant, it made people feel ripples in their hearts.

"Uncle Yan, long time no see." The man's voice was as clear and bright as spring water, his brows and eyes were soft, and he looked at the handsome and indifferent man on the high seat with a light smile.