The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

"Yes! Yes! Master Chu, please think twice!"

The leaders of all the sects echoed the words of the old man of the Mo family.

After listening to their complaints, a familiar figure came to the door. It was Fu Qian with a changed appearance.

Chu Wan Ning smiled from the bottom of her heart. He was finally back.

The sect leaders didn't know who this person was. They only saw him standing behind Chu Wan Ning and thought he was a disciple of Chu Wan Ning. Bian Lun continued to talk awkwardly:

"You can't marry that devil! You are the number one in our sect. If you defect to the devil, all of us will have to live under the rule of the devil! How can we explain this to our ancestors?"

"hehe."

The mysterious young man behind Chu Wan Ning sneered.

Bian Lun stood up and questioned him:

"What are you laughing at? Who are you? Do you have the right to speak here? How dare you laugh at me!"

Fu Qian looked at this clown with contempt.

"You killed the woman and child of the demon clan. Sect Leader Chu asked you to release them, but you turned a deaf ear to it and killed the demon clan woman and two children casually, thus provoking a conflict. You are the sinner of the hundreds of families of the immortal sect."

Facing the questioning gazes of the leaders, Bian Lun stammered, unable to speak, and his eyes were evasive, trying to escape everyone's scrutiny.

The old man of the Mo family spoke.

"I, a useless old man, have to say something fair. The death of the demons is not a pity. This is just a small matter. Sect Leader Bian Lun is unlucky enough. He has lost his sect. Don't blame him. Ahem."

Everyone immediately changed sides and said:

"No, no, you are highly respected, you are right! A few demons are nothing, just kill them if you want, Sect Leader Bian! Who is afraid of him!"

"That's it!"

Everyone agreed.

Chu Wan Ning was furious, thinking that this group of people were extremely hypocritical! She immediately said angrily:

"The demons are also flesh and blood! They have feelings and righteousness! You killed someone's wife and children! How can they not feel heartbroken! How can they not take revenge on you! I have already told you not to provoke the demons, but you are so ambitious, so eager to show off, and so greedy for small gains and to take credit everywhere! Get out! Tianshan Sect does not welcome you! Don't come again!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and used his spiritual power to draw a formation to teleport him out of the Tianshan Sect's mountain gate.

When everyone saw Chu Wan Ning was angry, they all fell silent. Although Chu Wan Ning was not as powerful as the Demon Lord, she could crush them to death like ants with just a wave of her hand.

The old man of the Mo family deliberately showed weakness and said:

"Yes, Master Chu is right! We can't kill the demons at will like Master Bian did, but Master Chu shouldn't treat his fellow disciples like this! After all, we are still closer to the immortal sects!"

"Yes, yes, Sect Leader Chu is still too young and doesn't understand the ways of the world!"

"That's right, after all, she's just an unmarried girl."

"Yeah yeah!"

"The Tianshan Sect is worrying! The Immortal Sect is worrying!"

Fu Qian's sharp eyes swept across the face of the person who was speaking.

Chu Wan Ning's face was solemn. The old man of the Mo family seemed to be speaking for her, but in fact he pushed her to the forefront of everyone's moral sanctions, letting everyone judge her, reducing her prestige in the immortal sect and consolidating his own position.

If Chu Wan Ning took action against them, she would be making an enemy of all the immortal families, and then everyone in the world would blame her for her mistakes.

A group of cunning people. Chu Wan Ning disdained to get involved with them and left the reception room.

The meeting ended in a tense atmosphere.

At night, Chu Wan Ning lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Fu Qian propped up his arms and looked at her, not disturbing her thoughts.

But Chu Wan Ning was extremely depressed. It was clearly not Fu Qian's fault, but these old-fashioned people insisted on passing the blame to Fu Qian.

She turned around and saw that Fu Qian was neither anxious nor impatient, and was even looking at her with a smile. Chu Wan Ning was so angry that she hit him.

"How come you're not angry! They clearly did something wrong! And yet they have the nerve to come and complain!"

Fu Qian held Chu Wanning's hand that had hit him, rubbed it in his palm, and said with a smile:

"Will they stop complaining if you're angry? I know Wan Ning can't stand their style of taking advantage of their age and confusing right and wrong. Don't take it personally, I'll take you out for a walk."

Chu Wan Ning said doubtfully:

"Can I go out? I don't know how to take this bead out."

"It's okay, I'll be back soon."

Chu Wan Ning nodded. Fu Qian never lied to her, so what he said must be correct!

When Fu Qian reaches this level, he no longer needs to fly a sword, he can fly in the air.

He held Chu Wan Ning's hand and took her to wander freely under the bright moonlight. The cool breeze from the mountains and forests blew away all of Chu Wan Ning's worries.

On the top of Yaoshi Peak, Fuso was meditating, but he couldn't calm down because he always felt that someone was spying on him.

He went back to look for her, but couldn't find her! However, there were still some precious herbs that he needed on the table.

He knew that it was Liu Haochi who secretly sent it to him. In the first few days after Liu Haochi was released, he pestered and stayed at Yaoshi Peak every day and refused to leave. Fuso was so angry with him that he almost went crazy.

From then on, Liu Haoqi never came out again. He always delivered things secretly but was never seen.

Fusang took the spiritual herbs that Liu Haoqi had placed on the table, put them into his storage bag, and sighed.

He hadn't figured out how to get along with Liu Haoqi yet, but the news that they were having an affair spread throughout the sect. Anyway, his reputation had been ruined, and Fuso couldn't get angry anymore.

In fact, he was in agony day and night, wavering between morality and ethics and fresh excitement, and his heart was already exhausted.

But today he was in an unusually calm mood. He lay on the bed, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and lay motionless.

Liu Haoqi came down from the roof and entered the house. He saw Fuso eating something and lying motionless after eating.

Did he commit suicide by taking poison?

No.

Thinking of this, he shook Fusang like crazy, shouting:

"Don't die! Don't die! It's all my fault! I'll listen to whatever you say!"

Xiaoyu was woken up by him and went to Fuso's room to see what happened.

I saw Liu Haoqi was actually in the room! He was still shaking Fusang!

Her eyes widened with anger and she shouted loudly!

"Let go of my master!"

Liu Haoqi turned around and saw that it was Xiaoyu. He immediately pulled her into the house and said anxiously:

"Xiao Yu, I just saw your master take some kind of pill and then he closed his eyes and didn't move. Did he take poison? Check his pulse!"

When Xiaoyu heard this, she immediately rushed to Fusang and took his pulse. Fortunately, his pulse was strong and his breathing was steady, but his consciousness had fallen into a deep sleep.

Xiaoyu tucked the quilt for Fusang, rolled her eyes at Liu Haoqi, and said:

"I guess he took a tranquilizer. A pill that helps you sleep."

Liu Haoqi breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly:

"That's good! That's good! I was scared to death!"

Xiaoyu stood in front of Liu Haoqi and prevented him from coming closer.

Liu Haoqi said with some doubt:

"Xiaoyu, it's okay, you can go out!"

Xiaoyu stood still, and even looked at Liu Haoqi with suspicion, fearing that Liu Haoqi would lose his bestiality and do something secretly to Fuso.

Liu Haoqi understood what she meant and turned around and walked out without saying a word.

Xiaoyu also went out and watched Liu Haoqi fly away on the sword with her own eyes before she left with peace of mind.

Liu Haoqi quietly turned back. He never played by the rules, but he didn't do anything. He just watched Fusang's peaceful sleeping face all night.