Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Xiao Yan was very familiar with this expression. It belonged to Zhu Jiuyou, not Xiaozhu.

She recovered her memory, she killed Longzi, and the game was over.

Zhu Jiuyou studied his expression, raised his lips and said, "What are you pretending for? Are you addicted to playing the role of a loving couple?"

What she was pregnant with was not just a dragon baby at all. According to the rules of the stage set by the creator god named Xiaoyan, once she gave birth to the dragon baby, she would lose, and her body would also be controlled by him.

Like a puppet, you can never get rid of it.

After his identity was exposed, he looked at her with a smile for a long time, and the expression on his face faded away like the tide.

A detached aura spread, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise. The tone in his voice became heavier and more divine.

"Meng Que really used the power of dreams to interfere with you, which allowed you to break free from my shackles so quickly."

"I just didn't expect that you would kill your unborn baby to this extent."

Zhu Jiuyou's eyes were as cold as ice. "It's just an abortion of an unwanted fetus. After a month, even the spirit hasn't condensed."

"As a mother, don't you love it?"

Zhu Jiuyou turned his head and glanced at him, his dark pupils filled with cold light.

"I don't love it, and I don't love you either." She said word by word: "Trying to control my...dog, east, west."

Xiaoyan's face suddenly turned gloomy and anger flashed in his eyes.

After Zhu Jiuyou finished saying this, the two of them, like the protagonists of a finished drama, transcended the Chonghua Realm, and their divine bodies appeared in the void.

Zhu Jiuyou, who almost lost her personal freedom, was furious. Naturally, she would not waste time talking to him. She wished she could tear him to pieces.

And she remembered more things.

Laughingly, he regards the small world as the creator god of the theater. He loves to pluck the thread of fate and watch the world fall into the joys and sorrows of the plot he arranges.

Zhu Jiuyou was not the world consciousness of the Jiuyou Realm at the beginning. Her name was Zhu, and she was just a supporting role in a play in other small worlds. Only she took a different path from what Xiaoyan had expected and became a survivor.

This caught Xiao Yan's attention. He placed her in more small worlds as if she were a fun toy. However, every time, Zhu would develop a sense of resistance.

For the last time, Xiao Yan turned her into the world consciousness of the Nine Netherworld and laid out her "fate", wanting to see her crushed by Qingtian's despair.

But Zhu Jiuyou broke out of the siege and took this opportunity to stand on an equal footing with him.

He was the one who created Qiye Chonghua, and he was also the one who took away her divinity.

Yinming Xiezun was also appointed by him, so he is so powerful.

But he probably has no memory, just an instruction in his mind, and he only knows that his target is Zhu Jiuyou.

This time, regarding the Chonghuajie incident, Xiaoyan was probably trying to subdue her again? To see her accept her fate?

What an old enemy, he deserves to die.

Zhu Jiuyou's murderous intent had reached its peak. He glanced at him and said, "I remember you didn't look like this a hundred thousand years ago."

Not that handsome, about the same level as Yi Yuan.

It is said that it is because people do not care about superficial material possessions such as the skin.

Now when they saw him again, he had changed beyond all recognition. He had the same face as Yinming Xiezun, handsome, beautiful and evil. Add to that his divine cloak, halo and whole aura, even Zhu Jiuyou couldn't take his eyes away.

When Xiao Yan smiled, everything pales in comparison. His voice contained a lingering rhythmic theatrical intonation, which sounded like Yin Ming Xie Zun, yet not like him.

"do you like it?"

Zhu Jiuyou: "He looks like a dog. I don't like him."

Xiaoyan raised his slender eyebrows, "Do you like it the way it was before?"

Zhu Jiuyou glanced at him and said, "You know what? Appearance is secondary in my heart."

Laughing: "Oh?"

Zhu Jiuyou: "Mainly because I don't like you, you bastard."

The smile on Xiao Yan's lips froze: "..."

Zhu Jiuyou's eyes moved slightly, and his smile became wider. "What? Could it be that you, a shameless old man, really fell in love with me?"

Xiaoyan pursed his lips tightly, smiling from the outside, and it was hard to tell whether he was sincere or not, "Why not?"