The third world does not cross the demon

"You! You actually know this flute?" Young Master Lian Yue was startled when he heard it. He squinted his eyes, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and instantly came to the monk's bed. At the same time, silver light flashed on his fingertips.

"Hehe, it seems that you are infatuated with this monk!" The man was not annoyed when he saw it, he glanced at Monk Budu who was lying on the bed, and stroked his long hair on his chest.

"Are you a member of the demon clan?" Mr. Lian Yue's muscles tensed up, and he seemed to start fighting if there was any disagreement.

"A member of the Demon Race?" The man blinked his charming Danfeng eyes a little amusingly, and said with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth: "Obviously you are holding an artifact of the Demon Race—the Acacia Magic Flute, how can you say that I am a member of the Demon Race? ~Are you all so unreasonable for such a good-looking son?"

As soon as the words fell, the man had already come to Young Master Lian Yue's side, gently grasped Young Master Lian Yue's wrist, and his magic flute of acacia fell to the ground.

Not only that, even the silver needle between Young Master Yue's left finger fell to the ground with a slight sound.

"You! What is your Excellency doing?" Mr. Lian Yue felt the weakness of his body, his face was reddish, and he said nervously.

"Has anyone ever told you~ You look so beautiful when you blush~" The man took advantage of the opportunity to touch the back of Lian Yue's son Ruyu's hand, and said teasingly.

"Your Excellency is a senior! Why do you make things difficult for Yue, a junior?" Young Master Lian Yue's blushing faded, and he pretended to be calm.

"Hehe~ You're not afraid of me?" The man's face was closer to Young Master Lian Yue, and the two lips seemed to be touching soon.

Young Master Lian Yue felt the faint orchid-like breath from the man's mouth, and his mood actually stirred up a little ripple, but as soon as he touched Monk Budu's white monk's robe from the corner of his eye, the ripple seemed to sink into the sea, and his mood was peaceful.

"Hehe, it seems that you really have different thoughts about this monk~" The man was not angry when he saw it, but turned his eyes and asked, "Most of this monk's consciousness is broken, do you want to save him?" ?”

"Please enlighten me, senior!" If Young Master Lian Yue hadn't been restrained by that person and couldn't move, he might be so excited that he would kneel on the ground.

"If you want to save him~ it's not impossible~" The man seemed to be convinced of Young Master Lian Yue, he raised his face on purpose and elongated his tone.

"As long as it can save him! Yue is willing to go through fire and water for senior!" Young Master Lian Yue was extremely excited.

"There's no need to go through fire and water!" The man actually let go of Mr. Lian Yue, came to the door in an instant, and said seriously: "You only need to kill one person!"

"Kill who?" Young Master Lian Yue regained his freedom and asked respectfully at that person.I couldn't help being surprised, this person's martial arts are obviously unfathomable, who is it, he can't kill him?

"The person I want you to kill is your adoptive father, the boss behind Fengyue Tower!" The man said in a non-surprising way.

"What?" Young Master Lian Yue's heart sank, not to mention that his adoptive father had the grace of saving his life, but also of nurturing him, and that his adoptive father was only met once when he was young. Heiying's subordinates brought him back to Fengyue Tower safely, which is enough to show that his adoptive father's cultivation is unfathomable.

Letting him kill his adoptive father is simply a treasonous act!

"Why? Can't it be done?" The man's tone turned cold, and even the candlelight in the room flickered a little, and seemed to be going out faintly.

"Forgive me for boldly asking the previous question. Senior's cultivation is unfathomable, and he knows so much about my Fengyuelou, why do you need to borrow Yue's hand?" Young Master Lian Yue picked up the magic flute of acacia, squinting his eyes asked.

"Don't you think you've asked too many questions?" The man's face darkened, his aura changed drastically, and even the temperature in the room dropped several degrees.

Young Master Lian Yue was forced to take several steps back before he stabilized his figure.It happened to bump into Monk Budu's bedside, and under the moonlight, the monk's face had a different kind of tenderness.

"Yue can kill all the people in the world for seniors! But! Dudu's adoptive father can't be killed!" Young Master Lian Yue held the "Magic Flute of Acacia" across his chest, and said firmly.

"Do you think you have any other choice?" A cold murderous intent flashed in the man's eyes, he clenched his fist, and the door closed tightly with a "snap".