Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

Others may not know, but he knows that Jun Fuyao has no so-called master at all, and everything is Jun Fuyao's own work.

But the nine saints from the three holy places are real.

The people from the three holy places who went to Hancheng to encircle and suppress him and Jun Fuyao were all wiped out. The three holy places would never let go of such a grudge.

"Pass the order down, all brothers and sisters, start preparing for battle immediately, but do not act rashly without my order. All flying spirit beasts should be ready to support the entire Jun family and retreat to the Forest of Beasts." Emperor Yanqing ordered the Crane King He Xiao.

The Crane King received the order, turned around and walked out.

"Dad, let me live with you until Fuyao comes back." Di Yanqing said to Dongfang Wuxia.

In the Jun family, the most important people to Jun Fuyao are undoubtedly Dongfang Wuxia and Jun Qinghan.

During these days, people from the three holy places never took action against Jun Qinghan. Di Yanqing guessed that those people must be worried about something. If they were worried, they would definitely not take action against Jun Qinghan in the future.

Since he won't attack Jun Qinghan, his target will be either himself or Dongfang Wuxia.

Dongfang Wuxia is a weak worldly man. Those hypocrites from the three holy places who want to be whores and also want to be chastity arches may not attack him, but they have to be on guard. What if those people are really shameless?

Since Jun Fuyao is not here, I have to protect everyone in the Jun family for her. This is my responsibility as her husband and the Jun family's Dongfang Wuxia son-in-law...

At midnight, everything is quiet.

Di Yanqing, who was sleeping in his clothes, keenly sensed a strong aura approaching the Jun family quickly and heading straight for the courtyard where he and Dongfang Wuxia were...

"So strong, so fast, the saints from the three holy places have finally arrived..." Although Di Yanqing was shocked, he was not panicked. With a flip of his wrist, the Sword of the King given by Jun Fuyao appeared in his hand. The sword light was like Di Yanqing's eyes at this moment, full of murderous intent.

So what if you are a saint? Would I, Emperor Yanqing, be afraid of you?

Emperor Yanqing took out a small jade bottle from his arms, looked at the soybean-sized golden object inside, and a hint of tenderness and determination flashed in his eyes.

This is a Saint Beast Pill, which was condensed by a Saint from the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest before his death ten thousand years ago, using all his blood and spiritual power. Once taken, it can allow the user to instantly burst out with an attack power ten times stronger than their own.

But the price is also extremely huge. After the outbreak, the user's meridians will be broken, and their spiritual power will be completely wasted. They will be reduced to their original form and become an ordinary spiritual beast. It is even possible that... their soul will be destroyed!

It will definitely kill one thousand enemies but lose eight hundred of your own. Even if a saint takes it, he cannot escape this fate.

No one in the Forest of Beasts had dared to take it, but now, Di Yanqing took it out without hesitation.

This Holy Beast Pill has always been kept by the Lord of the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts.

But a hundred years ago, when the Lord of the Forest of Beasts left, he passed it to Di Yanqing. In fact, the meaning is very clear, that is, to pass the position of the Lord of the Forest of Beasts to Di Yanqing.

The Lord has never appeared again. In fact, Di Yanqing knows that the Lord should have... passed away, but he has always refused to admit it and has always been hoping for the best.

How could such a legendary, brilliant and powerful Lord suddenly pass away in obscurity?

Forget it, it’s useless to say these things now. Maybe I can follow the Lord soon, but... I really can’t bear to leave her...

Emperor Yanqing tightly grasped the small jade bottle in his hand, stood up, and with his fingers moving quickly, he carved a line of words on the wall: From this moment on, Jun Fuyao's orders are the orders of me, Emperor Yanqing. Seeing him is like seeing your lord. All the beasts in the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest must not disobey!

As the last stroke was made, three powerful auras also crashed down on the courtyard, and then the roofs of several houses in the courtyard instantly flew into the air.

Then a big hand came down from nowhere and grabbed Dongfang Wuxia who was sleeping.

Emperor Yan narrowed his handsome eyes, leaped up with his sleeves fluttering, and fiercely stabbed the hand with the sword of the king...

……

Eagle King Ying Yang carried Jun Fuyao and flew all the way. At this speed, they should be able to get back to Jun's house in half a day.

But for some reason, Jun Fuyao felt increasingly irritable, anxious, and even a little scared, as if something important or someone was about to leave her and she was powerless to do anything about it.

The feeling of anxiety became stronger and stronger. Jun Fuyao could not care about anything else and kept urging the Eagle King to fly faster and faster...

The Eagle King seemed to have sensed something, and no longer cared about himself. He mobilized all his spiritual power and flew towards the Phoenix City Jun family at lightning speed in the dark night at all costs...

Suddenly, Jun Fuyao felt a pain in her heart, and the feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, so strong that she almost couldn't breathe.

She didn't think any more and endlessly injected a large amount of spiritual energy into the Eagle King's body, asking him to go faster, faster, and faster...

The Eagle King, who was almost exhausted, was immediately refreshed and his speed increased again, even twice as fast as his peak. However, he was not happy at all, and was only filled with anxiety...

……

Phoenix City, Jun family.

The sword light collided with the big hand, and the next moment the big hand sprinkled a string of blood beads and then disappeared.

"Beast King? Emperor?" Miao Qingqing's gritting teeth voice came.

Her body had long been indestructible and impervious to swords and spears, but now she suffered a loss at the hands of Di Yanqing. While she was angry, she was also surprised at what kind of magical weapon Di Yanqing was holding that was so powerful.

"Dream Valley? Saint Miao?" Di Yanqing had already recognized the other party's identity from the big hand before.

The information of these saints is recorded in detail in the Forest of Beasts.

Miao Qingqing snorted coldly and said, "As the king of all beasts, do you dare to only hide in the house and talk?"

Di Yanqing did not answer. The next moment, a bright sword light shot out from the gap in the roof.

As the sword flashed, an extraordinary figure stood in the air, wearing fluttering white clothes and flying purple hair. His appearance was cold and otherworldly, and he was extremely handsome.

The three people on the opposite side were amazed at Di Yanqing's beauty, but they also felt sorry for him: no matter how handsome he was, it would still be like a flash in the pan, and would wither in the next moment.

Di Yanqing looked at the three people with a calm expression on his face, but a sense of desolate powerlessness surged in his heart.

How to fight the three saints?

But you have to fight even if you can't win, because there are your relatives and brothers and sisters behind you, and you must not escape.

It seems that tonight... is really my last night in this world.

“Saint Miao, Saint Shen, Saint Wu…” Emperor Yanqing curled his lips and sneered: “The three great saints of Dream Valley came together to attack an ordinary man in the secular world. This behavior is really surprising. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it.”