The Demon Lord is very busy: This little couple is really hard to separate

Just then, the messenger disciple who was lying in the soundproof enclosure woke up slowly.

Get up and take a look, hey~

Where is Elder Jun? ! ! !

The disciple who delivered the message was startled awake, jumped up and rushed out of the shield.

Even one of his shoes flew off.

Suddenly, his eyes blurred - his fellow disciples swarmed over and blocked his way.

Although he himself didn't know where to go.

"Hurry... make way... go find Elder Jun... the Sect Master..." Something happened.

Outnumbered, the 'messenger' could not move an inch in an instant.

"What's the hurry, brother?"

"Don't leave in such a hurry~"

"Brother, you just heard something good in the barrier. Share it with everyone!"

Under the constant pushing and obstruction of the crowd, the 'messenger' who was shouldering the heavy responsibility was unable to utter a coherent sentence.

"Elder...save the leader...save..."

Dizzy, he could only see countless mouths opening and closing in front of him, sometimes far away, sometimes near.

The disciples in the front row chattered incessantly, and the disciples in the back row were not to be outdone.

Everyone pricked their ears forward, afraid of missing out on some exciting news.

The crowd was really crowded, and the poor disciple who was supposed to deliver the message was not very tall.

After being buried in several chests, he was finally about to suffocate and fall into coma.

But God seemed to want to play a joke on the poor little thing.

Just when his heart was about to feel the silent darkness, the sky above his head suddenly became dark first.

A powerful female voice poured into my head.

"Everyone, get out of here!"

What a clear voice! The poor little thing thought to himself in a trance.

Is this the fairy sent by God to save me?

Fairy Fengyue descended vertically, and every movement she made, from turning her palms to raising her legs, was clean and satisfying, even revealing a fierce and menacing force.

The disciples' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Their faces turned pale in an instant and they ran away in all directions.

Only a faint scream was heard, and the little disciple who was about to suffocate and faint finally fell into coma after bearing Feng Yue's weight.

An excellent anesthesia effect was achieved in one step.

Fengyue stood still and was not in a hurry to move.

She opened her hands and raised them above her head, as if she was trying to absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

The disciples who were fleeing around also retreated to a safe distance at this time, and began to observe Feng Yue's face curiously.

This one! ?

This person is... is...

Well, I don’t know him.

One of the younger students said timidly: "Sister, you stepped on ..."

Before the well-intentioned reminder was finished, it was interrupted by a howl coming from far away.

Everyone looked up, wanting to see which talent's special effects were coming out.

The sound is getting closer.

But it was not the heroic Fengyue No. 2 who appeared.

There isn't even a human figure.

All the crowd could see was that two square black dots appeared right above the woman standing in the center.

The black spot fell at an extremely fast speed, becoming larger and larger.

As big as a bowl, a basin, a jar, or... a stretcher?

The two stretchers fell into Fengyue's left and right hands respectively, and Fengyue held them and weighed them twice.

"Speak, is this the place?"

The two stretchers replied timidly, "It's right behind you."

Feng Yue turned around upon hearing that, and saw the familiar Jun-style barrier.

Fengyue has been planning to kidnap people for several days.

Today, while walking on the road, I overheard two children being carried arguing about something... Jun Qinghe and Yun Yu'an were fighting.

She quickly stopped the man and asked him questions, wanting to confirm whether Jun Qinghe had really released Yun Yu.

But it turned out that both kids were not very smart.

Feng Yue only spent half a day talking about evil spirits, evil cats, demons and monsters.

Fengyue's head started to ache from reading this.

Now, as long as she breaks Jun Qinghe's barrier, she can confirm whether it is Yun Yu'an himself who has come out through the remaining fighting aura inside.

If it was really him...

It would be really outrageous for Fengyue not to seize the opportunity.

The more Feng Yue thought about it, the happier she became, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

She threw the two stretchers to the left and right and raised her feet to break the barrier.

But he stepped on empty air as soon as he started: "Ouch! Who is the wicked person who built stairs here!"

The disciples watching: ...

The fainted messenger: ...

The other end at this time.

Jun Qinghe was holding Yun Yu'an's collar, admiring the awkward posture of Yun Yu'an swaying in the wind in his hands.

He brought the man closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Ayun, your chance is up."

“Hahahaha…” Yun Yu’an said shamelessly, “Brother Jun, if you give me another chance, won’t Ah Yun have another chance?”

Jun Qinghe: "Oh? Ah Yun, why do you think I will give you a chance?"

Yun Yu'an's scalp was tingling: "Well... think about it——"

"I don't want to." Jun Qinghe interrupted the spell.

"Then listen! Listen to me... Actually, achieving the right result in love is the same as practicing."

Yun Yu'an opened and closed his legs twice.

Great, I’m so sore that I can’t feel it anymore.

So he settled down again, and continued to make up stories with a bitter face: "Cultivation requires going through many bottlenecks and encountering many difficulties... Only after enduring countless trials can one achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven."

Jun Qinghe: "And then?"

Yun Yu'an: "And...so...our relationship is actually like this too."

"how?"

Yun Yu'an's dark pupils kept spinning in his eye sockets, and his head was spinning as well.

After a while, she became confident: "Brother Jun, think about it, our relationship has not experienced any difficulties... bottlenecks... tempering... How can we be happy?"

Jun Qinghe:?

Yun Yuan said boldly: "Since we met, we have never experienced a breakup, amnesia, incurable disease, car accident, infidelity, or miscarriage. How can we be happy?"

Jun Qinghe seemed to be thinking about something.

Yun Yu'an continued, "We have never experienced falling in love with someone else, getting back together, getting married and divorced, getting divorced and remarried, cheating on our spouses, or having affairs outside of our marriages. How can we be happy?"

Jun Qinghe thought about it again and again.

Yun Yuan stepped up: "Other families cultivate love this way."

Jun Qinghe was in a trance while thinking:...

“Other families are different from ours.”

"Why is it different?" Yun Yu'an argued, "Such unforgettable love can only be cultivated by other people? Why can't we cultivate it?

Are we inferior to others in some way? Or is it that I am not your true love? "

Jun Qinghe didn't respond and changed the subject directly: "Did you move my pillow?"

"Ah? No. Did you hide something in your pillow?" Yun Yu'an was completely confused by this inexplicable question.

"No, nothing."

Nothing...

Just a few words to cultivate love...

But Jun Qinghe firmly believed that Yun Yu'an had seen it.

Otherwise - how could Ayun have summarized those twists and turns of cultivation methods so comprehensively?

"Brother Qinghe? Lili Ayun~"

Yun Yu'an interrupted Jun Qinghe's trance: "Now we need brother to set an example for the love we are cultivating~"

Jun Qinghe:?

"for example?"

Yun Yu'an: "For example, let go of my collar and let me run ten miles first, to provide more opportunities for us to practice our love."