Traveling through the heavens starting from the prequel of Lotus Lantern

"Brother Qiye is an old demon from Montenegro. He has been pestering me and wants to marry me as a concubine."

After Nie Xiaoqian heard the sound, she was instinctively worried and scared. However, after seeing Yang Jiao, her mood instantly relaxed.

"Black Mountain." Yang Jiao raised his eyes.

"Yinyue Dynasty? Hey, I didn't expect that the contemporary Saint King of Yinyue is a young boy. I'll leave you alone."

Before the old demon from Black Mountain finished speaking, a bright blue sword light bloomed in the void.

"boom!"

Wearing a black robe and looking ugly, the corpse hit the ground heavily, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"A thousand-year-old demon who has crossed the paths of good and evil, but indulges in marrying wives and concubines all day long and does not do his job properly. He deserves to be punished!"

Then, Yang Jiao ordered Wu Jian beside him:

"Wujian, there is a nine-turn magic bead in the body of the old demon of Black Mountain. Please take it out for me, the Holy Lord."

"As commanded."

Nie Xiaoqian looked at the corpse of the old Black Mountain demon with great regret. She couldn't help cheering and said with admiration:

"Brother Qiye, why do I feel that you are much more powerful again."

"If you don't practice hard, you might be used as a concubine again." Yang Jiao answered the question.

"Brother Qiye, you are making fun of me again. With you here, no one can bully me."

"Big Beard, did you see him draw his sword just now?" Sima Sanniang asked solemnly.

"It was too fast and I couldn't see clearly."

Yan Chixia's pupils suddenly sank, knowing that once she took action, her side would be in trouble.

Just when he secretly made up his mind to take action later, even if he risked his life, he would protect Sima Sanniang and Zhuge Liuyun from leaving.

Two beautiful figures actually appeared in the dense forest.

A woman wearing a red robe, long hair shawl, and a cold expression.

There was another person wearing white clothes, exuding a special cold air, but his face was unusually soft.

"Red leaves!"

Yan Chixia, Sima Sanniang, Zhuge Liuyun, and Ning Caichen shouted in unison.

Immediately, Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang put down their guard, and Zhuge Liuyun greeted Yan Hongye with surprise on their faces.

"Xiao Xue!"

Nie Xiaoqian walked happily to the woman in white.

Yan Hongye looked at Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang in front of her, her face changed slightly, and she didn't know what to say.

Zhuge Liuyun appeared and shouted happily:

"Junior sister, didn't you plan to come to Wangqing Forest? Why are you here again?"

While talking, he chuckled and said a little embarrassedly:

"Do you miss me?"

"Snapped."

Yan Chixia was furious and slapped Zhuge Liuyun on the back of the head:

"Miss you big-headed ghost."

On the other side, Nie Xiaoqian led Xia Xiaoxue to Yang Jiao, introduced him, and then saw Xia Xiaoxue saluting:

"Meet the Holy King."

"Since you and Xiaoqian are good sisters, you won't need to be so polite in the future."

Yang Jiao played with the nine-turn magic bead he had just obtained, put it in his arms, and said to Xia Xiaoxue gently.

"yes."

Suddenly, Yang Jiao walked over slowly. Nie Xiaoqian was afraid of a conflict between the two sides, so she quickly followed him, pulling Xia Xiaoxue and Ning Caichen along with her on the way.

Based on her understanding of Yang Jiao, she knew that he would not hurt innocent people at will.

Yan Chixia and her group looked at Yang Jiao, who was gradually approaching, and did not care to reminisce about the past.

They all took a defensive stance.

"Yan Hongye?" Yang Jiao raised his eyelids.

"Yin Yue Demon Lord." Yan Hongye looked at Yang Jiao coldly.

"Demon Lord, if you have anything to do with me, don't do any sneaky tricks."

Yan Chixia took one step forward, fearing that Yang Jiao would suddenly take action and hurt her daughter.

When Yang Jiao approached Yan Hongye, he could clearly sense the extremely domineering aura in her body, which was constantly burning her body's vitality to expand herself.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly, holding the hilt of the sword behind his back with one hand, carrying it on his back with the other, and said calmly:

"Yan Hongye, as long as I can remember, my teacher has told me that there are two kinds of people in the righteous path."

"The purpose of a person's life is not to exist, but to burn."

"A kind of person can only watch others burn and let other people's light shine on him."

"I wonder what kind of person you are?"

Before Yan Hong could reply, the expressions on Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang's faces changed again and again.

These words were not only adding salt to Yan Hongye's wounds, but also like a sharp arrow piercing their hearts.

"No matter what kind of person he is, it is our duty to eliminate the Yin Yue demon."

The corners of Yan Hongye's mouth twitched and she said coldly.

"Yes, the Yin-Moon Demonic Path will do all the bad things and lose all conscience, and everyone in the world will punish them." Yan Chixia added.

"Oh, really? So you practiced this evil skill now in your body and planned to sacrifice yourself to deal with my Yin Yue Dynasty." Yang Jiao asked back.

"Seven Night Demon Lord, shut up."

"The mysterious secret of Xuanxin is passed down from my Xuanxin Zhengzong ancestor, and it is the supreme magical skill to deal with your Yinyue Dynasty."

When Yan Chixia saw that Yang Jiao was suspected of slandering her master, she quickly spoke out.

Although he and Xuanxin Zhengzong parted ways during the war between good and evil, they still did not allow others to smear him at will, not to mention that the person who smeared him was the Demon Lord of the Yinyue Dynasty.

"This Holy Lord has finally understood that Yan Hongye left Xuanxin Zhengzong with you when he was a child, and there is no way he learned it from Xuanxin Zhengzong."

"So, this death-sending technique must have been taught by you, Yan Chixia."

At this time, Yang Jiao was not the only one to see Yan Chixia's dark and embarrassed expression.

Behind him, Wu Jian also saw Yan Chixia's acquiescing expression. Determined not to miss any opportunity to attack the right path, No Yu teased:

"Holy Lord, I never thought that these righteous people would talk about either benevolence, righteousness and morality, or morality, benevolence and righteousness."

"Secretly, he is worse than our demons. He can even ignore his own daughter and watch her die."

"Shut up."

Listening to Yang Jiao and Wu Jian's chorus, Yan Chixia's lips trembled slightly, and she felt heartbreaking pain in her heart.

Even Sima Sanniang next to her suddenly turned pale when she thought of Yan Hongye's future fate, and looked at her daughter with a distressed look on her face.

The people watching around also looked at Yan Hongye with unbearable eyes.

In response to this, it would be impossible for Yan Hongye not to have any disturbance in her heart. She suppressed her inner emotions and said coldly:

"When did the Demon Lord of the Yin Yue Dynasty only show off his words and show off his skills with words?"

Yang Jiao glanced at Yan Chixia and looked at Yan Hongye indifferently:

"No, I just want to tell you a fact."

"Any behavior that saves more people in the name of sacrificing others is a waste of human life."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Chixia's eyes were red, and she was too ashamed to look at Yan Hongye.

As for Yan Hongye herself, she was transformed into a person who dared not love or hate, but only knew how to escape and did not dare to face her fate.

It was completely contrary to the mysterious secrets of Xuanxin, and she couldn't help but feel deeply confused as to whether the set of skills she practiced was right or wrong.

At this time, Yang Jiao said that neither Yan Hongye, nor Yan Chixia, nor Sima Sanniang had any intention of fighting.

When Wu Jian saw that everyone on the other side was in a restless state, he quickly asked Yang Jiao for help:

"Holy Lord."

Wu Jian said, and made a gesture with one hand raised to indicate whether he wanted to take action.

Nie Xiaoqian said quickly:

"Brother Qiye, no, sister Hongye is already so pitiful, just let her go."

"If you want to take action, you must first step over my body."

Seeing the movement of Wujian's hand, Yan Chixia walked to the front of everyone without any hesitation and shouted.