Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

Song Fangle: "He was here just now, he should be on his way back now...Shang Qianyu!!!???"

He looked at the tall man in front of him, finally came to his senses, and shouted his name in shock with his pupils dilated.

As he finished speaking, everyone present took a defensive stance, took a step back, and looked at him seriously.

Shang Qianyu tilted his head: "Master, what's wrong?"

Everyone looked at the man whose temperament was different from the one in the stone mirror and swallowed hard.

For them, the unknown is the most terrifying thing.

The man in front of him looked calm and composed, even as if he didn't understand anything.

His innocent look makes it hard to imagine him as the murderous demon king in the picture!

Song Fangle frowned, "Shang Qianyu, we already know that you are the new Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. You don't have to hide it from us! The Demon and Fairy Realms never ask about each other and never interact with each other. Please, Demon Lord, go back to where you belong as soon as possible!"

Shang Qianyu straightened his head and looked at him with a restrained expression.

Song Fangle's expression was extremely serious: "Please, Demon Lord, don't insist on provoking a war between the immortals and the demons!"

Shang Qianyu: "Okay."

Seeing that the person on the other side was so easy to talk to, Song Fangle was stunned for a moment, then waved back, and the disciples behind him made way for him.

Song Fangle's expression also eased a little: "Please leave quickly, Demon Lord."

Shang Qianyu's eyes were gloomy: "But I want to take something back to the Demon Realm from Yue Dao Sect."

Song Fangle just wanted to send the big Buddha away quickly, thinking that he was reluctant to part with something from Lingqing Peak, so he said, "Okay, I'll send someone to get it for you if you want it."

Shang Qianyu: "My Master."

Song Fangle called a person from behind, "You, go get Shanxuan..."

He paused halfway through his words, then looked back at Shang Qianyu, anger in his eyes and a terrifying aura emanating from his body: "Who do you say you're going to take away!?"

Shang Qianyu looked down at him, not at all frightened by his aura, and said word by word: "My master is the Shanxuan Immortal Guan Xuqiu."

Song Fangle clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "You little devil! Set up the formation!!"

Thousands of disciples flew into the air, and the leaders of other sects stood at the center of the formation, all looking with cold eyes at the people standing alone on the ground below.

"If you don't want to go back, then we have no choice but to ask you to go back!" Song Fangle's ethereal voice seemed to come from a distance, yet it seemed to be right in front of him.

Shang Qianyu looked at everything in front of him with dark eyes and glanced back.

"Boom-!!"

A huge barrier fell behind him, covering every part of Yuedao Sect, leaving him no chance to invade.

The leader of Yueming Sect was always vicious. He looked at Shang Qianyu and scolded him, "Evil disciple, after all, your master taught you magic and treated you well as a disciple. But now, you want your master to enter your extremely dirty demon world! You are worse than an animal! You are not worthy of being his disciple at all!"

"Unworthy?" Shang Qianyu sneered when he heard this word. Then, he exuded the aura of a superior that made people kneel down. He slowly raised his eyes to look at the person in the air, as if he was looking at a dead object. His tone was cold and unquestionable: "Master is mine. Wherever I am, he must be there. Even if it is the extremely dirty demon world, he must enter!"

Upon hearing this, the leaders of various sects immediately frowned and stared, and subconsciously looked at each other. They saw the same shock and rejection in each other's eyes as themselves.

"You bold and evil disciple! How dare you have such thoughts about your own master! You have no sense of shame!" The sect leader who specialized in practicing talismans shouted angrily.

But it didn't scare the person standing opposite them at all.

There was a sudden commotion in the formation, and then, one after another, white light with murderous intent flew out, and then turned into sharp swords flashing with cold light, stabbing straight towards Shang Qianyu.

Shang Qianyu exuded demonic energy, and the surrounding grass and trees turned to ashes. The sharp sword that had not yet flown to his side was swallowed up!

A fight began.

........

The sound of fighting was so loud that it reached Ji Bai's ears through the barrier.

[Boss, don’t we need to go check it out?] 818 was lying on the bed, crossing his legs with difficulty, and asked Ji Bai who was sitting on a chair reading a book.

Ji Bai: [No need.]

818 thought about it and decided that since the boss was not in a hurry, it should not be in a hurry either, so it turned its attention back to the TV.

Recently it has become obsessed with cartoons about finding the real murderer.

"Knock Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Master, can I come in?"

[Is the fight over?] Hearing Shang Qianyu's voice, 818 raised his head in confusion.

Ji Bai said without changing his expression: [The ones fighting are puppets. ]

The real body had already run into Lingqing Peak when the fight was about to start.

818 was shocked.

"Master, if you hadn't said anything I would have come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Qianyu pushed open the door. When he saw the person sitting on the chair, the emotions in his eyes slowed down.

"Master, did you know that I would come?" Shang Qianyu asked softly as he closed the door.

Ji Bai looked at Shang Qianyu, who seemed normal but whose spirit had reached the critical point, and said nothing.

Shang Qianyu slowly walked up to him, stood in front of him, lowered his head and looked at him, and after a long time he lowered his voice and said, "Master, come with me to the Demon Realm."

This time, he didn't make any movement, but just waited quietly for his answer.

His eyes were direct and passionate, full of love that seemed to be about to burst out, but if you looked closely, you could see the deep and rich dark color rolling in his eyes.

"Quick! Follow the instructions of the Sect Leader and tell the Immortal Shanxuan to hide! The demon is targeting him!"

There was a sudden commotion at the door. Shang Qianyu's eyes darkened. The last taut thread broke. He looked at him with a deep and gloomy look: "Master has been silent. Are you waiting for them to come?"

Without waiting for the person on the other side to answer, he stretched out his hand and pinched his waist, holding him tightly in his arms, not allowing the person in his arms to refuse. The next moment, he disappeared from the spot and brought him to a magnificent palace.

Shang Qianyu threw him on the soft bed, then pressed on him and clamped his chin, forcing him to look at him. He approached him with a sinister and sick look and said, "It's a pity that even if everyone tried to stop me and Master didn't want to follow me, I still brought him to the Demon Realm."

Ji Bai frowned and looked at him, then opened his mouth but found that he couldn't speak.

He immediately realized that Shang Qianyu had blocked his voice.

After realizing that this had become something uncontrollable, a bad thought flashed through Ji Bai's mind.