The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

"I'm coming too!" When the Third Elder saw the Second Elder being knocked to the ground and lying dead, he knew that he was thinking of his good-for-nothing grandson, and couldn't help but want to laugh, "Don't make things difficult for A Kui. The leader is so outstanding, you want him to compete with him, isn't that a daydream?"

After taunting the Second Elder, he flew up to fight with the Leader without waiting for him to jump up and hit him.

The Second Elder was in a depressed mood, and Zixun advised him, "Second Elder, please be more open-minded. Brother Agui is already very good. In the future, you can let him find a wife and give birth to a great-grandson with outstanding talents. You can raise the great-grandson and don't make things difficult for Brother Agui."

Zixun expressed her opinion sincerely and made it clear that she didn't like men like Jiang Kui who were big and strong and as black as coal.

The second elder knew that what the third elder said made sense, and what Zixun said also made sense.

But Jiang Kui had always had high expectations of him since he was a child, so he was really unwilling to give up now.

Zixun glanced and saw that the Second Elder was still a little unhappy, so he stopped talking and looked at the Second Elder himself to see if he wanted to.

The fourth elder was pushed out due to exhaustion, and the first elder took over.

In the round-robin battle with Mu Qiaoyin, she was just a little restless. The weather was gradually warming up, and after the battle, her back began to sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

The first elder and the third elder thought that the leader would look tired, but they didn't expect that she was not tired at all. Instead, she became more and more fierce, making them unable to resist.

The two elders said that they would not fight anymore and save their faces.

"Congratulations, Master. Your power has greatly increased!" The third elder muttered. He had never seen that Mu boy had such outstanding talent, but his daughter was extremely talented and had surpassed them, old guys.

"The leader is mighty!" Zixun stepped forward and handed Mu Qiaoyin a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and complimented him, "With the leader here, we don't have to worry about those bastards."

Mu Qiaoyin couldn't help laughing, "Who did you learn this from? You're so smooth-talking."

Zixun chuckled and didn't say anything, saying, "As long as the leader loves me, that's enough."

She went back to wash and shower. Just as she took off her coat, she heard the extremely cautious breathing of a second person in the room.

When I lifted the quilt, I saw Si Yangxing curled up in the quilt, sweating profusely.

"Didn't you ask someone to send you back?" Mu Qiaoyin frowned. This silly child must be bored.

Si Yangxing gasped for air, his eyes red: "You took my innocence and sent me away like this. Are you abandoning me?"

"You are a heartless woman, you are so irresponsible and take advantage of everything!"

"My life is miserable. I was a pure and innocent young man, but was forced to marry by the leader of the evil sect. Now he doesn't want me anymore and sent me away without saying a word..."

"Is there any justice in the world? Woohoo... I am so unlucky. I lost my innocence and my heart..."

Si Yangxing cried and glanced at Mu Qiaoyin.

"It is safest to send you back. The Demon Cult will soon have a fierce battle with the people in the martial arts world. I am afraid that you will be caught and used to threaten me. Should I give up on you or let you go?" Mu Qiaoyin almost pointed at his nose and said, "You weakling, you will distract me."

Si Yangxing deliberately didn't think too deeply about what Mu Qiaoyin meant, "Really?"

"Aren't you in the Demon Sect? Didn't you hear the Demon Sect disciples' discussions during this period? We are also busy. You, a grown man, should not delay things." Mu Qiaoyin looked at Si Yangxing with a red nose, like a puppy abandoned by its owner, and stroked his head. "Don't worry, when things are over, I will give you a big surprise. If you want to come to the Demon Sect, I will send a pigeon to pick you up..."

Si Yangxing was simple and easy to coax, and he understood reason and the overall situation, so he was quickly coaxed into submission. He awkwardly hooked her clothes and hinted at her.

Mu Qiaoyin directly asked Fu Chengyuan to bring hot water, stripped Si Yangxing naked, and the two of them took a bath together for the entire afternoon.

Si Yangxing was willing to be sent away, and before leaving, he told her: "Don't forget me, remember to think of me."

He was still a little jealous. There were so many men around the leader of the evil sect. What if he couldn't remember him?

Si Yangxing was sent back to the capital with delicious food and drinks along the way. The five disciples of the Demon Sect cried for joy the moment they saw the capital. Woo woo woo, they have finally arrived. Finally, they don’t have to be asked questions by this chatterbox. Their life has been so difficult!

Next time they will never take the job of escorting this little ancestor again, even if they are paid more.

Among the five people, Si Yangxing always has to talk about something, and it's all about the leader.

Whenever they become impatient, they will be subjected to personal attacks from Shi Si Yangxing, who will then show off the affection between him and the leader.

Demon Cult Disciple: I really want to knock Si Yangxing unconscious and make him shut up.

None of the other men in the sect can speak as well as he does. It's like chanting a sutra, it's so painful.

Si Yangxing was impressed that the disciples of the Demon Sect were really patient and were willing to listen to his mutterings all the way.

Two days after seeing Si Yangxing off, they learned that a group of martial artists who were attacking the Demon Cult had arrived at the nearest Yuexia City.

Mu Qiaoyin stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the forest below. A figure was walking farther and farther away. "You let him go like this, don't you regret it?"

She felt that Fang Cheng Ninghui would regret it, and when he saw his true heart clearly, there was a 99% chance that he would chase his wife to the crematorium.

Zixun shrugged: "If your heart is not with me, there is no point in forcing you to stay."

"If you don't have a father, let Fu Chengyuan be your godfather." Zixun didn't think it was a big deal. There were so many men in the Demon Cult, how could she not have a half father?

"Okay, there are two more. You can let them be your godfathers if you want." Mu Qiaoyin felt that Fang Chengning was a little ungrateful. It was obvious that he had feelings for Zixun. They had been married for so long, yet he was still thinking of running away.

Once you step out of the Demon Sect's territory, it will be too late to regret.

Fang Chengning went down the mountain under the pretext of buying things. Zixun knew it was such a poor excuse, but she still let him go.

Along the way, Zixun's face echoed in his mind. His heart was pounding and his eyelids were twitching like a rubber band. He always felt like something bad was going to happen.

Fang Chengning didn't know that Zixun was pregnant. The disciples of the Demon Cult thought he knew. He had been with the Protector for so long, and they were already a couple, so he couldn't be the father and not know about it, right?

Zixun felt that there was no need to inform a man she had never met about the fact that she had a child. Since Fang Chengning wanted to live a normal life, then he could go.

Mu Qiaoyin glanced at Zixun's belly, which was beginning to show, and said, "It's windy, let's go back."

Zixun bowed and nodded, then disappeared over the cliff in a few breaths.

Fang Chengning came to Yuexia City, and there were many more people from the martial arts world in the city wearing strange costumes.

He went to the teahouse and eavesdropped, and found out that this group of people were coming for the Demon Cult. His face suddenly changed in shock.

He didn't dare to think that if the Demon Cult was gone, Zixun would not be able to survive.

No one noticed Fang Chengning's misbehavior, and he quietly left the teahouse. Behind him, the sound of the people in the martial arts world looking down on the Demon Cult echoed, as if it would be easy to take down the Demon Cult.

Fang Chengning only went back to the inn to pack his things and prepared to return to the Demon Cult the next day.

On the way there, they encountered people from the martial arts world who were attacking the evil cult.

Fang Chengning had no way to go back secretly, so he could only follow them to the Demon Cult.