The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Since your lord and master have ordered us to bring you back to Hanshan safely, we will naturally obey the order." As he said this, the disciple spoke in an unfriendly tone, "But I advise you not to play any tricks, and give Hanshan another order." If you bring trouble, don't blame us for being rude!"

Hearing the words, Zhao Yan nodded quickly.

The disciples saw that he looked pretty well-behaved, even if they felt unhappy, they couldn't find any more faults to teach each other.

They began to cast a spell, and the spell turned into a sword, carrying them towards Hanshan.

Zhaoyan almost lost his footing, and the disciple who was standing next to him with a sword wound hurriedly gave him a hand so as not to let him fall from the sky.

"Thank you." Zhaoyan broke out in a cold sweat, stopped and quickly thanked him.

The disciple let go of his arm, and his voice was sarcasm in surprise: "The three masters have taken turns teaching you for so long. During this period, we can only learn by ourselves in Jinshan. With this kind of treatment, you didn't even learn the imperial talisman?"

"Cultivation has improved a little, and the transmission of letters will be a little bit better." Zhaoyan replied seriously, "But I haven't started learning the imperial talisman and the imperial sword yet."

"What about the Master?" The disciple was a little curious, "Will the Master give you some pointers during your cultivation? The Master's wisdom is difficult for ordinary people to reach. With his teaching, you will surely make rapid progress."

"Occasionally, it's just that I'm a slow learner." Zhao Yan lowered his eyes slowly, thinking of Xiao Su, with a slight curve on his lips.

If it was Xiao Su who took him to Yujian, he must be leaning in the arms of the other party now, tightly hugged by Xiao Su's strong and warm arms.

Zhaoyan knew that his mood was a little unstable because of his pregnancy, and because he became more and more familiar with Xiao Su, he began to play with his temper, and was easily upset, but he decided not to do this again in the future.

Now he misses Xiao Su very much, is very worried about Xiao Su, and he doesn't want to be separated from Xiao Su at all.

"It's not uncommon to be scolded. Earlier, Master Zhexi and the others were a little slower in their cultivation, and they didn't even have the face to raise their heads in front of His Majesty."

The disciple's words pulled Zhaoyan back from his thoughts in an instant.

Zhaoyan reacted for a while, then said, "Your Majesty, it's for my own good."

Student: "That's natural."

"En." Zhaoyan nodded in response, bringing the conversation to an end.

About an hour later, the sword moved forward for a long distance. Although the speed of the disciple's Yujian was much slower than Xiao Su's, they had already left Luomei Pavilion far behind.

Zhao Yan looked back dozens of times anxiously, but the figures of Xiao Su and Zhe Xi never appeared.

He tried his best to persuade himself to let go of his hanging heart, Xiao Su is a Demon Lord, so powerful, nothing will happen to him.And Zhexi's help, it should be...

"Who?!" The disciple suddenly raised his voice, interrupting Zhaoyan's thoughts unexpectedly for the second time.

Zhao Yan quickly raised his head to look forward, and the figure gradually reflected in his beautiful pupils was as tall and straight as Xiao Su.

But he is not Xiao Su.

He is Yun Xiangyi.

Zhaoyan panicked, and anxiously turned his head to look behind him again, but he still didn't see Xiao Su.The sockets of his eyes suddenly turned red, and a layer of water mist covered his eyes, cutting his vision into fragments.

"It's Yun Xiangyi!" The disciples immediately stopped the swords under their feet, and the other two stepped forward, protecting the sword carrying Zhaoyan behind them.

Yun Xiangyi's slender eyelashes lifted up very slowly, and his eyes only fell on Zhaoyan.

"Hold the cauldron." The disciples emphasized their mission, but before they could summon the talisman, a white aura flashed quickly, and when they came back to their senses, the place where Zhaoyan was originally was empty.

The disciple opened his eyes wide in horror and looked around, but he didn't even catch a trace of Zhaoyan's breath.

"The cauldron is gone!"

They lost their minds and shouted Zhaoyan to the surroundings: "Stove cauldron!"

No one answered.

"Yun Xiangyi, you despicable villain!

"My lord, you dare to snatch it!"

No matter how much you scold, no one responds.

"Quickly inform Master Zhemo and Zheyu that Yun Xiangyi's lair is in Lingshan, let's go to Lingshan to have a look!"

"Don't pull me!" Zhaoyan shook off Yun Xiangyi's hand vigorously, stood on Yun Xiangyi's sword and stepped back a few steps to distance himself from the opponent.

He looked at the other party with red eyes, and his voice trembled: "Where is Xiao, Xiao Su?"

Yun Xiangyi had no expression on his face, and didn't say anything about Zhaoyan's resistance.Instead, he moved his gaze to the other party's neck, remained silent for a while, and said, "Xiao Su's spiritual power."

Zhaoyan hastily stretched out his hand to cover his neck, for fear that the other party would snatch the neckband Xiaosu made for him.

"I can still feel your scent." Yun Xiangyi's voice was like ice cubes colliding with each other, with a heart-piercing coldness, "It is useless to me."

"Xiao Su, where are you?" Zhaoyan asked for the second time without answering his words.

"He lost." Yun Xiangyi said.

Zhaoyan froze, as if he couldn't bear such a blow, he twitched the corners of his mouth, his voice was intermittent and dry: "You...you lied to me..."

"He got you, but his spiritual power didn't improve." Yun Xiangyi did have such doubts, "You didn't help him."

Zhaoyan's lips trembled, and his eyes became more and more wet: "I'm not a furnace, let me go, I think, go find Xiao Su."

"A high-class cauldron should be found for the strong." Yun Xiangyi stretched out his hand to Zhaoyan, his eyes were calm, "He has lost his qualifications."

Zhaoyan shook his head, the corners of his lips curled up in an uncontrollable grievance, and he continued persistently: "Can you, take me to him..."

Ke Yun Xiangyi did not respond for a long time.

Zhaoyan's blurred vision passed through Yun Xiangyi, looking behind him.

But as far as he could see, there was nothing but Yun Xiangyi's spotless white clothes fluttering in the wind.As a result, the tears in the eyes accumulated more and more, they couldn't hold them anymore, and slid down the face.

"I want Xiao Su..." Zhaoyan raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "I want to go to him..."

After holding Yun Xiangyi's hand in the air for a few seconds, he finally slowly retracted it.

He stared at Zhaoyan quietly, his condensed eyes were filled with the lives of the people in the world, but he refused to take into Zhaoyan's sorrow.

"The first-class cauldron falls into the mortal world, and there will be great disturbances in the world of cultivating immortals. Under the turmoil, there must be sacrifices. If Xiao Su can't protect you, you should find a new master."

Yun Xiangyi's words brushed against Zhaoyan's ears along with the high-altitude wind, so cold and absolute.

"He can, protect me." Zhaoyan choked, "I'm happy by his side...you tell me where he is, I'll go back to him, and I won't run anywhere else..."

Yun Xiangyi's snow-coloured eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, but his voice remained indifferent: "The three thousand disciples of Luomei Pavilion have no vengeance with him. The Demon Lord is injured, and he is doomed."

Yun Xiangyi's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Zhaoyan's head and heart.

It hurts, it hurts so bad it's about to die...

The heart was crushed uncomfortably, and the pain became numb to the extreme.

"I don't believe it..." Zhaoyan looked up at Yun Xiangyi with tears in his eyes for a long while, and a few seconds later, he suddenly walked over, bent his knees, and knelt beside Yun Xiangyi's legs, kneeling on the too narrow sword, shaking his body Shaking, but holding on to Yun Xiangyi's clothes hem.

"Can you take me to find him?" Zhao Yan begged, his beautiful eyes were like amber immersed in water, clearly and vaguely reflecting Yun Xiangyi's face, "I want to take a look at him, if he is still alive, you Can you let me go back with him...if, if he dies..."

Speaking of this, Zhaoyan broke down in tears, his small face wrinkled into a ball: "I will die with him, and I will not cause trouble for the world of cultivating immortals... I want to see him again, I beg you to send me back..."

His hand holding Yun Xiangyi's clothes became tighter and tighter, his thin body trembling pitifully.

He couldn't accept such a blow, and he refused to fully accept the fact that Xiao Su would have an accident. He still had a glimmer of hope. Xiao Su just promised him that he would not leave him and the baby. How could he break the contract before the day passed...

Yun Xiangyi couldn't understand Lu Ding's concern.

He bent down slowly, and under Zhaoyan's timid and humble gaze, he stretched out his hand to caress Zhaoyan's face.

The cold fingertips wiped away the teardrops on the other side's face little by little, and finally fell on Zhaoyan's eyes.

"These eyes shouldn't only focus on the disasters in the world of cultivating immortals." Yun Xiangyi rejected the other party's pleading, "The disasters are not worthy of your contribution."

After Zhaoyan heard his words, he was so angry that he couldn't help but choke.

"How could you say that..." Zhaoyan shook his head desperately, "Xiao Su was not, not a disaster, he went to kill the owner of Luomei Pavilion, because... Zhexi's mother was killed by the owner of Luomei Pavilion... Others, Said that you are, are the immortal...you should uphold justice..."

Zhaoyan pulled away Yun Xiangyi's hand that touched his skin, his eyes were scarlet: "Why, the murderer can go unpunished, but the injured...will be punished for revenge..."

"Xiao Su wants to kill far more than the owner of Luomei Pavilion." Yun Xiangyi saw with his own eyes how Xiao Su's evil spirit took the lives of Luomei Pavilion disciples one after another.

Their expressions were terrified, their seven orifices were bleeding profusely, and they were in great pain.

They begged for mercy and wailed, but Xiao Su turned a blind eye.

"Xiao Su is not such a person..." Zhao Yan denied his words, "If he kills innocent people indiscriminately, why doesn't he kill people who don't cultivate immortals... There are people coming and going in Cangxue Town, and Xiao Su has nothing to do with them. Malicious..."

Can't go on.

Zhaoyan cried too hard, his nasal voice was too heavy, and he was sobbing and almost out of breath.

Yun Xiangyi pulled him up from his feet: "The past grievances, it's hard to decide which is right and which is wrong."

Zhaoyan felt that Yun Xiangyi knew the reason. He thought Yun Xiangyi would understand Xiao Su, but he didn't expect that when the other party spoke again, the topic changed suddenly.

Yun Xiangyi: "However, if one side does not stop and one side does not stop, Lingshan can't sit idly by. Xiao Su makes the first move, if he doesn't stop it, the order of the world of cultivating immortals will be chaotic."

Zhaoyan avoids the other party's touch, and has not received any response to his begging several times. He is uncomfortable and does not want to have any communication with the other party.

So retreat, retreat again, far away from the gods admired by everyone, and even the emotion of hatred appeared in the usually gentle eyes: "You hurt Xiao Su, for the sake of arresting me?"

"You have a special status, so I have to take you away." Yun Xiangyi didn't answer directly.

Zhaoyan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve: "Then where do you want to take me?"

"Spirit Mountain."

Zhaoyan lowered his wet eyelashes, pursed his lips that were wet with tears, and nodded.

Xiao Su brought him to Lingshan, he knew it.

Will Xiao Su know that he is in Lingshan?

When Yun Xiangyi releases him from the sword, he will try to send a message to Xiao Su.

If Xiao Su wanted him to stay here obediently, he would obediently wait for Xiao Su.If Xiao Su ignored him, he would take the initiative to find Xiao Su.

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