The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

Everyone looked back and saw seven or eight women in purple clothes surrounded by a woman in purple gauze in the corner of the restaurant lobby.

The woman was wearing light clothes, fluttering in the light breeze, she was sitting dignifiedly, a white and slender finger was exposed from under the hood, gently resting on a bamboo teacup .

The emerald green bamboo cup, printed on her already fair fingers, was even more white as jade, like flawless porcelain.

The thick long hair was tied in a bun at the back of the head, and the rest of the black hair fell down like a waterfall, hanging behind his back, and his waist, which was not enough to grasp, was tightly covered by black hair.

Even though he was wearing a veiled hat, he couldn't see the geometry of his face clearly, but the hazy silhouette exposed to the outside could already give rise to infinite reverie in people's minds, as if the scorching sun outside the restaurant had lost some of its color at this moment.

All of a sudden, most of the people in the entire restaurant were almost obsessed with watching the woman. Many monks actually forgot what they were doing because of watching the woman. What's more, a monk holding a bamboo cup raised his hand In front of him, he let the spiritual wine in the cup spill all over his body without even noticing it.

The cold voice carried a touch of disdain, and it was different from any woman Yan Yang saw in the past. To Yan Yang, such a cold voice was the clouds in the sky, the moon among the clouds, I can only look up, but never touch.

Suddenly, Yan Yang felt that his heart, which had already started to become cold, resumed beating at this moment.

Subconsciously, Yan Yang brushed away Yuexue's fingers that were holding onto his arm, and the sloppy look on his face also subsided as much as possible.

Yan Yang calmly walked out from the group of Cang Qiong Sect disciples, subconsciously straightened his back, and walked slowly in front of the woman.

"Fairy just used such unbearable words as "dirty" to describe me, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

The woman raised her neck slightly, and through the thin veiled hat, a pair of eyes seemed to be looking at Yan Yang.

Yan Yang felt the indistinct sight, and the fingers hanging by his side pinched a little tighter, and the heart in his chest beat faster.

In an instant, the cold voice that seemed to melt the mountain's snow water entered Yan Yang's ears again, "Why, am I not right?"

The woman tilted her head slightly, although she was still wearing the hood, but Yan Yang had an inexplicable feeling that the person the woman was looking at was Yuexue.

Sure enough, the next moment, the woman sarcastically said, "Carrying a beautiful maid with you, who is shameless in such a public place, is it not obscene? Going out requires the protection of so many attendants, and you still want to collect all eighteen relics. It's not wishful thinking, what is it?"

"Who do you say is the maidservant?" Yuexue rushed up and said unceremoniously to the woman, "I am the daughter of the Xuanming Sect Master, and my name is Yuexue."

The woman didn't react in the slightest after hearing Yuexue's words, she just responded lightly, "Oh."

Yuexue was so angry that the rest of the people looked down on her and now she is a useless person, but this woman who suddenly appeared did not know why, but she dared to look down on herself.

Yuexue raised her eyes to look at Yanyang, trying to make him vent her anger.

However, what she saw was the astonishment in Yan Yang's unreserved eyes looking at the woman in the veiled hat, and the madness of wanting to possess it.

Yuexue was trembling a little, she tried to pull Yanyang's sleeve, but he pulled it away mercilessly, looked at her coldly, as if she was some kind of dirty trash, "Xue'er, don't you trouble."

The extremely cold voice made Yuexue tremble all over, as if returning to the day when the golden core was dug out, the elder brother also talked to himself in this voice without a trace of emotion.

Heart sank heavily.

She yelled crazily in her heart, wanting to rush up and slap that woman regardless, so that she would not seduce her man casually.

But now, she is just an ordinary person with no cultivation, she can't do anything except continue to drag Yanyang desperately.

Yuexue gradually lowered her eyes, and her eyes flickered, revealing a hint of cruelty and resentment.

Obviously from the very beginning, she was the little princess of Xuanmingzong who was doted on all the time. She had a big brother who loved her, a junior brother who adored her, and parents who had always doted on her.

But now, the junior brother died, the senior brother fell into a demon, and her cultivation base and her father were abolished, so she couldn't hold her head up in front of everyone.

She thought that the love Yanyang gave her was unique and could make up for all other people's cynicism and contempt, but at this moment, Yanyang brushed her hand away and walked towards the strange woman mercilessly. At the moment when there was surprise in her eyes, she cruelly discovered that she was deceiving herself and others in everything she had.

She could only act like a clown, watching Yan Yang move away from her step by step.

Yanyang was a little impatient with Yuexue's actions anytime and anywhere. Usually, this behavior that he thought was extremely cute, this time it actually made him feel a little disgusted.

Yan Yang only thought for a while in his heart, and then gave up on Yuexue mercilessly. He smiled at the woman in the veiled hat, and raised his eyebrows confidently, "It was Xue'er who was ignorant and bumped into the fairy. Here I will apologize to Fairy for her."

"I am Yan Yang of the Cang Qiong Sect, and I still don't know the name of the fairy?"

Before the woman in the veiled hat could speak out, the maid guarding her showed a look of contempt towards Yan Yang, "Damn! Where did Deng Tuzi come from, and dare to ask our young lady's name, you should leave quickly!"

Yan Yang thought that the maid hadn't heard his words, and said again, "I am Yan Yang of the Cang Qiong Sect..."

"I don't care if you are Yanyang or Yanyin, get lost!"

The maid's merciless words made Yan Yang feel as if a kitten was scratching his heart, making him feel uncomfortable, "Little girl, your master hasn't spoken yet, isn't it wrong for you to do this?"

The maid snorted coldly, "You deserve it too?"

Being looked down upon one after another like this, Yan Yang, who thought he was the protagonist of the present world, was also aroused. His fingers turned into eagle claws, and he plundered towards the woman like a sharp arrow, trying to grab the girl who covered her face. valance.

The rest of the maidservants tried to stop them one after another, but they were all defeated by Yan Yang in an instant.

Seeing that Yan Yang's hand was about to grab the curtain cap, the woman said slowly, "Wait a minute!"

Yan Yang has always been infinitely patient with beautiful girls. He put away the surging spiritual energy and landed slowly, "Is there anything else the fairy can say?"

The woman was silent for a moment, as if she had compromised, "I once swore that the first man who saw my face would either become my husband...or..."

For a moment, Yan Yang felt his heart was beating so hard that it was about to rush out of his chest, his breathing became heavy, and he looked at the woman in the veiled hat unscrupulously, as if she had become his own.

Immediately the woman paused, looked at Yan Yang through the thin veiled hat, her voice suddenly became sharper, "Either die!"

Immediately, she resumed her gentle voice, "So, Senior Brother Yan, do you still want to watch?"

Yan Yang subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and while collating and rolling, the words were filled with arrogance, "Of course, I will marry you."

From Yan Yang's point of view, the world of self-cultivation is not a modern society where monogamy is practiced. As a man who wants to stand on the top of the world, having some confidante friends and marrying ten or eight women is not easy.

The woman stretched out a pair of fingers that were as white as jade, and slowly lifted the veil, revealing a face that was astonishing as heaven and man.

A girl from such a small family as Yuexue, compared to this girl, is simply like Haoyue and Yinghuo, there is no comparison between them.

Those indifferent eyes that seemed to ignore everything revealed a hint of dark purple, like the elves in the comics that Yan Yang had read, fascinated him infinitely.

Yan Yang sucked the hala that was about to come out from the corner of his mouth, and was about to go forward to have a good chat with the beauty.

But suddenly, they heard sobs one after another, and the surrounding monks all sat up from their seats, their guarded eyes focused on the woman, and they kept yelling about some witch.

Yan Yang didn't know what happened for a while, but subconsciously, he took a step forward to protect the woman behind him, and looked at the monks who were staring at him, "Fellow daoists, although I don't know what happened What is it, but if you want to hurt this fairy, you must first ask my knife if you agree or not!"

As soon as the words fell, a broad knife appeared in Yan Yang's hand with a flash of cold light, and the coercion of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul rushed towards the monks like a tide.

Yan Yang's coercion was only aimed at those monks who had ill intentions towards the woman in the veiled hat, but the disciples of the Cang Qiong Sect and Yue Xue were not suppressed by their cultivation.

Yuexue's brows were tightly frowned, and her voice was stern, "Senior Brother Yan, she has purple eyes, she is a demon, how can you still protect her?"

Yan Yang turned his head subconsciously, and looked into a pair of rippling eyes, the light purple fascinated him as if he could perform magic tricks.

The woman's pink lips parted slightly, "She's right, I'm a member of the demon clan, you...do you still want to marry me?"

Yan Yang nodded heavily, "Since I was the first to see your face, of course I keep my word."

The woman hesitated a little, "But... I am a demon..."

Yan Yang said firmly in one sentence, "I don't care, whether you are a demon or a demon, I will marry you!"

When Yan Yang said this, he felt a little joy in his heart. He felt that something was wrong before. Yuexue, a decent woman from a famous family, didn't look like a heroine at all.

Sure enough, the leader of the righteous way and the witch of the demon race are the standard configurations for the male protagonist of time travel.

The woman seemed to be moved by Yan Yang's words, her eyes blinked, and a faint mist appeared, "I...how can I let you treat me like this?"

Yan Yang put his arms around the woman's slender waist, lowered his head and sniffed her hair, an elegant fragrance made Yan Yang feel numb all over his body, "I don't know, the fairy's name?"

"Xuannu," the woman raised her eyes to meet Yanyang's eyes, her purple pupils were full of seriousness, "My name is Xuannv."

"Xuannu..." Yan Yang murmured and repeated Xuannv's name, then smiled, "Good name."

"Would you like to leave with me?"

Xuan Nu's eyes flickered, "Where are you going?"

Yan Yang replied without hesitation, "Sky Sect, I want to tell my grandfather that I want to marry you."

"Are you crazy?" Yue Xue looked at Yan Yang incredulously, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

The expressions of the other disciples of the Cang Qiong Sect were also indescribable. One of the disciples persuaded, "Senior Brother Yan, the demon race and human cultivation have always been incompatible, you..."

"A lot of nonsense!" Yan Yang's eyes flashed with impatience, and he raised his hand and sent the disciple flying. His cold eyes scanned Yuexue, "You don't have to follow me, go find your father , anyway, he is also in the Sky Sect now."

The fact that collecting eighteen relics can open up the ladder to the upper realm has spread throughout the Cangxuan Continent, no matter whether the news is true or not, it has caused turmoil in the entire Cangxuan Continent.

As the head of the Cang Qiong Sect, Yan Chi notified the heads of the other sects and the patriarch of the Yaozu through the communication talisman on the premise that Yue Che had been abolished, and wanted to gather them all in the Cang Qiong Sect to discuss this matter together .

At this time, although the people had not gathered yet, the members of Xuanmingzong had already taken up residence in the Cangqiong Sect.

Yuexue burst into tears in an instant, "Senior Brother Yan, you..."

However, before she could say anything, Yan Yang took Xuan Nu and left without looking back.

"Yanyang..." Yuexue bit her lower lip firmly, not letting herself growl, her body couldn't stop shaking, her heart sank rapidly, her heart trembled from the cold.

The turbulent regret almost overwhelmed her completely. She already sensed that something was wrong with Yan Yang, but she kept telling herself that Brother Yan had not changed, and he was still the Senior Brother Yan who loved her deeply. .

But now, he hugged another woman and threw her down like trash...

A cold thought sprouted from the bottom of Yuexue's heart, and gradually, that seedling grew bigger and bigger, madness, despair, extreme, hatred... All kinds of negative emotions frantically watered that seedling away, In an instant, the seedling devoured it completely, in exchange for its own vigorous growth.

A twisted and weird smile gradually appeared on Yuexue's face, and endless negative emotions surged out with endless malice like sewage discharged from a sewage plant.

Yanyang, you are the one who provoked me and you have to lose me...

So, everything is your fault, but please don't blame me...

The little disciple of the Cang Qiong Sect turned pale with fright at the aura emerging from Yuexue's body, and said tremblingly, "Yue... Sister Yue, do we still want to accept the disciples of the Sword Forging Sect?"

Yuexue looked back suddenly, her eyes protruding in a strange state, she glared fiercely at the disciple, "We? Who is with you? We, Yan Yang are gone, and you still want me to work hard for your Cangqiong sect! No?"

As soon as the words fell, Yuexue completely ignored the little disciple's obstruction, and walked away straight away.

A few young disciples were left looking at each other, and one of them looked at the others, "Then us?"

The other disciples also shook their heads in the end. They were not qualified enough to meet the disciples of the Sword Forging Sect. They might as well go back now and ask the headmaster for their sins, so that they would suffer less punishment.

Yan Yang didn't know at all that the fact that he took Xuannv away in front of everyone caused his original influence as the leader of the righteous way to completely collapse at this moment.

-

Cang Qiong faction, Tianhua Peak.

The tuft of beard on Yan Shuo's chin was trembling, "Say it again!"

Yan Yang knelt on the ground straight, holding Xuan Nu's hand tightly with his right hand, "I want to marry Xuan Nu as my wife."

"Bastard!" Yan Shuo slapped the table heavily, and the table made of ten-thousand-year-old red nanmu fell apart in an instant, "Do you know the identity of this witch? Do you know what kind of person she is?"

Yan Yang still insisted, "I know that although Xuannv is a demon, she has no intention of harming others."

Yan Shuo was about to be overwhelmed by Yan Yang. A woman from the Demon Race suddenly appeared in front of Yan Yang at a time when everyone knew about the relics. She knew it without using her brain. It's for the relic.

However, Yanyang loves his upper body and insists on marrying Xuannv as his wife at this time, regardless of other things.

This made Yan Shuo, who only wanted to achieve his own goals and didn't have much love for Yan Yang, the little family affection left in his heart was also wiped out by Yan Yang.

Yan Shuo sighed deeply, Ruruo's relics can really achieve that effect, Yanyang is a chess piece, if it is discarded, it will be discarded, "Yang'er, grandfather is giving you one last chance, are you sure?" You want to marry this witch?"

Yan Yang answered firmly, "Yes."

"Forget it, forget it," Yan Shuo waved his hand, seemingly helpless, "Grandfather can't control you anymore, but the matter of relics is the most important thing now, and grandfather hopes that you can let go of other things first , to distinguish what is the priority."

Yan Yang kowtowed slightly, "Grandson knows."

After speaking, she took Xuannv's hand and was about to leave.

But suddenly, several disciples came in from outside the hall, looked solemnly at Yan Shuo, and Yan Chi who had been sitting next to him without speaking, and then all knelt down on the ground, "Sect Leader and Your Majesty please The elder made atonement, but the disciple did not receive the brothers of the Sword Forging Sect."

Yan Chi finally raised his head, "What's going on?"

The disciple flinched, "Yan... Brother Yan didn't wait for the brothers from the Sword Forging Sect to arrive, so... he took this witch and left first. The disciples have no choice but to come and apologize."

Yanyang finally managed to get Yan Shuo to agree to Xuannv's stay. How could he watch these little disciples speak ill of Xuannv at this moment, and he directly beat him up, "Will you be unable to take over people after I leave? It's useless trash!"

"You!" The little disciple glared at Yan Yang viciously, "Brother Yan, what do you think, based on our status, going to pick up the brothers from the Sword Forging Sect will make others think of our Sky Sect?"

Yan Yang didn't care, "How do you look at it, there are still two eyes..."

"Yanyang!" Yan Chi's sharp eyes swept over him, interrupting Yanyang's unspoken words, and a long whip with magical power struck Yanyang's calf with lightning speed.

Yan Yang let out a cry of pain, and his knee hit the floor heavily.

Yan Chi raised his eyelids slightly, "This deity is not dead yet, this Sky Sect, it's not your turn to be presumptuous!"

Immediately, Yan Chi looked at Yan Shuo, "Master, do you think this disciple handled it right?"

Yan Shuo knew that Yan Chi was trying to test himself, and he was a little disappointed in Yan Yang, so he replied directly, "You are the suzerain, of course you have the final say."

Yan Chi responded softly, and then said, "Then go and think about the cliff face, and you can't come out until the meeting starts."

Yan Yang's neck slumped, "Sect Master!"

Yan Chi looked down at him, "Either face the wall, or..."

Yan Chi turned his eyes to Xuannv who was at the side, "I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me if I want to kill a woman."

Yan Yang pinched Xuannv's arm tightly, his gums were trembling slightly, sure enough, without a certain amount of strength, even his beloved woman could not be protected.

He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart so that Yan Chi could not see the resentment in his eyes, "Yes."

One day, he will make all those who look down on him and bring him humiliation pay the price!

After all the disciples left, Yan Shuo looked back at Yan Chi, and asked without warning, "What do you think?"

Yan Chi sighed deeply, as if he was a little tired, "Yang'er, you're useless."

Yan Shuo nodded, "It's time to make a plan."

-

Demon Realm, in the cave of the Demon Lord.

A paper crane pierced through the invisible barrier and landed quietly in front of the young man with his eyes closed.

The crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and under the imprint of the dim candlelight, they opened like a small fan, revealing the deep and profound eyes inside.

His knuckle fingers gently grasped the paper crane, and a trace of spiritual power was poured into the paper crane from the fingertips. After a while, the paper crane turned into wisps of green smoke, flying around in front of Yun Lihan. Wandering, within a few breaths, Qingyan slowly stopped, turning into a row of writing out of thin air.

[Xuannv has been brought back by Yanyang, and Yanyang was punished to cross the cliff face. Renxiu and Yaozu agreed to discuss the relics in the Sky Sect on July [-]th. 】

With a light wave of Yun Lihan's finger, the handwriting transformed into green smoke disappeared into the sky and the earth.

"Boss," 9527 came out of Yun Lihan's Sea of ​​Consciousness, with colorful lights flashing all over his body, "There is more than a month left until July [-]th, how can Yan Shuo be sure that there will be eighteen relics by then? Will it be assembled?"

Yun Lihan curled his lips into a smile, "We'll gather them all."

The reason why the Heavenly Ladder was broken back then was because of the eighteen relics. Nowadays, sects of all sizes always have some classics that record the deeds of those years. Even if the records of what happened 7 years ago are unknown, this relic must be will mention.

Yun Lihan casually took out a messenger talisman, "Xuan Ye, come here."

A moment later, Xuan Ye pushed the door open and entered, and respectfully saluted Yun Lihan, "My lord."

"Presumably, you have also received the news? What do you think?"

Xuan Ye was startled, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "My lord, I..."

"I don't blame you," Yun Lihan waved his hand, motioning him to get up, if these demon children sent out by Xuan Ye only pass on information to him, but Xuan Ye doesn't know anything, then something is wrong.

Xuan Ye stood up, with an increasingly respectful attitude, "This subordinate believes that before the fourteenth of July, there will definitely be a bloody storm in Cangxuan Continent."

Yun Lihan curled his lips into a smile, "If that's the case, let's make the water in this pool more turbid."

"Get ready, you and I, go to this human world for a while."