Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

It’s Ji Xuanhe.

After a year, Ji Xuanhe has become much more mature and stable.

The Lingjian Sect lost Huaihui, the talented disciple whom they regarded as their hope. The other elders and seniors are also very old. If they cannot reach the ninth level, they will not live long.

Now only Ji Xuanhe can shoulder such a heavy burden and responsibility of the Lingjian Sect.

He looked at Shao Yue with a look of pain and anticipation.

"Shao Yue, do I really have no chance to reform? I can explain it to them clearly. We have no other relationship, you know."

Ji Xuanhe also knew that he was not the right person to spend his life with, and he also thought about not bothering Shao Yue and letting her live the life she wanted.

Sometimes understanding is one thing, but liking someone is something that cannot be controlled.

"No need. You are not wrong, but I just cannot accept that my future husband is like this. Master Ji, if you cannot restrain yourself, please do not mess with other women."

Shao Yue's expression didn't change at all, and it was obvious that she had let go of all the past events.

She let go of their relationship which did not end well, but Ji Xuanhe could never accept it.

The feeling of sadness and loss instantly dyed Ji Xuanhe's eyes red. Thinking of some things in the past, he couldn't help but ask one more question,

"Is it because you still remember Brother Huai?"

"What he did a year ago is worth remembering. It has nothing to do with love, right?"

Shao Yue asked back, then ignored him and rode Xi Tong down the mountain.

As an ordinary person without spiritual power, she could not interfere in such a big matter as the Demon Clan Supreme.

After returning to the town, Shao Yue's life was no longer as peaceful as before.

The demon clan supreme did not come to the Lingjian Sect to declare war, nor did he do anything else. He just stayed in the center of the demon world, and occasionally lashed out at the demon clan.

Although the former Demon Supreme was the most powerful being among the demons, he liked to cause trouble to cultivators and rarely stayed in the demon world.

Now he stayed in the demon world and lived in the Demon King's Palace, and the ones who were in trouble were the demons of the demon clan.

The Demon King's moods are unpredictable and really scary. In order to please him and prevent him from killing anyone just because he's in a bad mood, the little demons under his command rushed to send him a lot of good things.

Many towns have been invaded by monsters. Since the Monster King has not officially issued a war order, the monsters dare not take advantage of his reputation to do anything excessive.

The people in ordinary towns lost some property at most, but no one lost their lives.

Shao Yue was captured by a rabbit demon and sent to the demon clan’s royal city.

Logically speaking, she should be able to escape, after all, Xitong was there.

Xitong is born with intelligence and can deal with some monsters of medium to above average strength on her own.

It also has a close rapport with its master, and values ​​Shao Yue, the only person his master cares about, very much, and has not allowed her to get hurt at all in this year.

When the rabbit demon commanded the little demons to pounce on them, Xitong originally wanted to pounce on them.

But for some reason, he fell asleep involuntarily when he was touched by the thin demon aura that the rabbit demon had picked up in the Demon King's Palace.

The rabbit demon didn't want to hurt anyone, so he ordered his subordinates to separate Xitong and Shaoyue, but they couldn't be separated, so he guarded them together and sent them to the demon clan's royal city.

Shao Yue didn't dare to move, and held Xi Tong and let herself be sent over.

The demon king’s city.

The Demon King sat on the throne, listening to the great demon standing below him say respectfully that a grand ceremony would be held to welcome him back. His heart began to beat violently, as if something he had expected was about to happen.

"I see."

The Demon King pressed his excitedly beating heart, his black eyes flickered, and a lazy yet majestic voice came out from behind the thick black curtain.

With the Demon King's promise, demons of all races attached greater importance to the gifts presented at the ceremony.

As a result, Shao Yue was asked to change into an exquisite and gorgeous dress.

A sword as unruly as Xitong also had its hilt tied with a red ribbon, making it look extremely festive.

The day of the ceremony.

The Demon King sat behind a curtain sewn with golden beads, supporting his head with one hand, leaning on the throne, wearing a dark gold robe that looked elegant and luxurious.

Outside the curtain, there was an endless stream of demons offering gifts and showing their talents, and the atmosphere was lively and exciting.

Wind and string instruments, flattery, and graceful dances, it was simply the entire extravagant style of the human emperor.

The Demon King was not interested, he closed his eyes, and felt that it was too noisy and boring outside, which made the constant pain in his head even worse.

He felt that he might be possessed by some kind of demon, which was why he agreed with these monsters' ideas.

The Demon King wanted to drive away the demons in the palace. He was so angry that he even wanted to use his demonic power to drive out all living things.

Below the palace, the monsters that came to offer gifts retreated one by one, and now it was the turn of the rabbit monster clan.

The great monster of the rabbit tribe stood up and flatteringly offered Shao Yue... and Xi Tong, whom he had always carried with him.

"Your Majesty, I have long seen that this is a good sword. This sword is also loyal and refused to leave its original owner, so I brought her here as a sword slave."

When the rabbit demon brought Shao Yue and Xi Tong to the palace, all the impatience and depression in the Demon King's mind disappeared.

The Demon King looked at His Highness's woman and sword through the thick golden bead curtain, his gaze as if it were real.

He didn't move.

Xi Tong, who had been lying quietly, suddenly woke up, flew out of Shao Yue's arms, broke through the golden curtain, and danced around the Demon King.

It is indeed a good sword, and it knows the times.

The Demon King paid no attention, nor did he accept the enthusiastic sword.

His eyes were fixed on the person standing in the hall, and the heartbeat that was about to jump out of his throat urged him to go out in person, hold that person in his arms, embed him into his body, and not separate for a moment.

"You are just a sword servant, are you qualified to go out by yourself?"

The cold and indifferent demonic nature in the Demon King secretly despised his body's instincts.

He stood up from the throne and wanted to step out and leave, waiting for his subordinate demons to deliver the sword and sword slave to his residence.

Then all you have to do is look down and accept this gift.

The cold and evil nature kept urging him to leave, but his eyes could not leave the people in the hall.

Although he couldn't see the person in the hall clearly because of the golden bead curtain, he still stared at the figure greedily and obsessively.

The regret and pain caused by his arrogance and stubbornness when he was still a human being began to hit his head hard.

The Demon King was not afraid of the constant stabbing pain in his head, but the regret that might come with leaving made him unable to move.

Wait until this person is sent to the palace where he lives?

No.

The Demon King didn't want to wait any longer, so he waved his hand and the golden bead curtain automatically dispersed, revealing Shao Yue's face.

Before his brain could react, several tails from the Demon King's body had already rushed out, tied the man up tightly, and then gently brought him in front of the Demon King.

Shao Yue's face appeared clearly in front of the Demon King. Without thinking, the Demon King opened his arms and hugged her in his arms.

The movements are gentle and cherishing.

It was like holding a treasure that had been lost and found again.