My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

The last time someone saw his true face was because Yan Zhiqiao was careless.

She won't make the same mistake twice.

She raised her eyes slightly, and her deep pupils stared quietly at Xuan Yu, who had an evil look on his face not far away.

Xuan Yu was handsome and outstanding in appearance. He was wearing a dark red robe and looked young and showy.

He doesn't look like a demon who has lived for more than a thousand years, but rather like a playboy in his thirties.

However, the arrogance that emanates from him and the arrogance that comes from being in a high position for a long time make people dare not underestimate him.

When Yan Zhiqiao was looking at Xuan Yu, Xuan Yu was also looking at her, his eyes full of aggression that was almost naked.

The dark blue demon costume was very sexy and revealing. Except for the key parts covered by the bra, most of Yan Zhiqiao's skin was exposed.

But her eyes were calm and deep, not only did she not give people the feeling of being worldly, but instead were very cool and steady.

The veil that could not be lifted added a sense of mystery to her, which greatly aroused Xuan Yu's desire to explore.

The woman in front of me is definitely a rare beauty.

Although Xuan Yu was lustful, he would not be blinded by beauty.

He stared at Yan Zhiqiao for a moment, then turned his eyes to look at Gui Ning, who looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and smiled playfully.

"Saint, is there anything else you want to say?"

When Gui Ning entered the room, she looked around but did not see Yin Yue and the others.

Now standing next to Yan Zhiqiao, being stared at by Xuan Yu's oppressive gaze, although her whole body was stiff and numb, she still gritted her teeth and asked.

"Where are Yinyue and the others?"

"Besides Wanmoyuan, where else do you think they can be?"

Xuan Yu answered the question very kindly, then stood up from the couch and approached Yan Zhiqiao step by step.

He is tall and strong, which is very different from Yan Zhiqiao who has always been thin and slender.

When Gui Ning heard this, he was immediately provoked and lost his composure, and his eyes turned scarlet in an instant, bursting with intense hatred.

"you…"

She clenched her hands and wanted to rush forward to fight Xuan Yu regardless of the consequences, but was stopped by Yan Zhiqiao.

Xuan Yu stared at Yan Zhiqiao without looking away, but his words were addressed to Gui Ning.

"In order to avoid entering the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss, they all chose to betray you. Are you sure you want to betray me for them?"

Gui Ning was stunned, and instantly it was as if someone poured a bucket of cold water over his head.

Since she didn't see Yin Yue and the others present, she couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in her heart, thinking that maybe Xuan Yu himself had discovered her plan.

But what he said...

Xuan Yu was arrogant and conceited. In his eyes, Gui Ning was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death.

But when it comes to ants, he never tells lies.

The red in her eyes gradually faded, and a thin layer of water appeared.

Xuan Yu glanced over and sneered contemptuously at her cowardly and incompetent look.

Thousands of years ago, each member of the Rakshasa clan was a fierce general on the battlefield, but was also extremely difficult to control and deal with in private.

And a thousand years later, all that was left to their clan was cowardice and death.

His careful captivity over the past three hundred years was not in vain.

Xuan Yu and Yan Zhiqiao were not far away and soon stopped in front of her.

Because of the height difference, he had to lower his head to look Yan Zhiqiao in the eye.

Seeing that Yan Zhiqiao was looking at him calmly, Xuan Yu was rarely offended and instead became more interested in her.

"Saint, if this woman's appearance suits my taste, I will spare the lives of the rest of your people. If not..."

The unfinished words are self-evident.

After saying that, he reached out to take off Yan Zhiqiao's veil.

"do not want!"

Gui Ning's pupils suddenly shrank and she tried to stop him, but was easily knocked to the ground by Xuan Yu.

"uh-huh--"

Hearing Gui Ning's cry of pain, and looking at Xuan Yu's hand that had already grabbed her veil, Yan Zhiqiao's thick eyelashes trembled slightly as he blinked his eyes.

The next moment, the demonic energy in the palm of his hand turned over and rushed straight to Xuan Yu's face, and the pressure of the early Mahayana stage also emanated everywhere.

Xuan Yu was also in the early stage of Mahayana, and he could see Yan Zhiqiao's strength, so in addition to provoking and teasing her, he also remained wary of her.

At this moment, he reacted very quickly, but instead of dodging backwards, he seemed to have finally found his opponent and fought her with high morale.

But as soon as Xuan Yu's evil spirit emerged, Yan Zhiqiao swallowed it up and fought back.

The unprecedented situation caught Xuan Yu off guard. With some disbelief, he was heavily knocked back by Yan Zhiqiao's palm.

When Mahayana cultivators fight, every move they make can kill someone.

Yan Zhiqiao wanted to end the battle quickly, so he naturally killed the enemy.

"puff--"

Xuan Yu steadied his body in a rather awkward manner, covered his painful chest, and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

After just one fight, he realized that he was no match for Yan Zhiqiao.

She is not just in the early stage of Mahayana!

No wonder Gui Ning dared to come to the Demon Palace to save people.

Xuan Yu looked at Yan Zhiqiao, with a deep sinister look in his eyes.

This woman must die today!

He did not run away, but his fighting spirit became even stronger.

"Someone is coming."

At the command, a large number of demon guards immediately rushed in from all directions.

Gui Ning, who had just propped herself up, panicked. However, before she could tell Yan Zhiqiao to run away, the scene in front of her stunned her.

The demonic energy that continued to emerge from Yan Zhiqiao's palm condensed into substance, like a wildly growing vine, and rushed straight over to control Xuan Yu's limbs.

Xuan Yu, who always prided himself on his high level of cultivation and regarded other people's lives as worthless, only had time to struggle twice before he was tied up tightly like a chick.

Yan Zhiqiao's white fingertips slightly hooked, and Xuan Yu was easily lifted up by the vines and hung in the air.

He is in the Mahayana stage!

Gui Ning was stunned for a moment, but when she came to her senses, all that was left in her eyes was admiration for Yan Zhiqiao.

Although her arrogance has been worn away, her desire for strength has not changed.

Miss Yan is so amazing!

Gui Ning surrendered voluntarily before in order to save his people, but he was actually reluctant in his heart.

But at this moment, she was absolutely convinced.

The demon guards quickly gathered at the door, led by two in the early stages of fusion.

They had no idea about what happened tonight, but they could sense the fight between Yan Zhiqiao and Xuan Yu.

Although they were both in the early stage of Mahayana, they all believed that the Demon Lord would be able to kill each other.

But when they arrived at the door, they saw a one-sided crushing situation in the room, which stunned all the demon guards.

Yan Zhiqiao turned slowly and looked at the leading demon guard with a calm and gloomy gaze.

"If you don't want your demon lord to die, get out of here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the evil energy wrapped around Xuan Yu's limbs tightened, and he immediately couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"what--"

Xuan Yu wanted to resist, but the demonic energy lost control the moment it left his body and merged with the demonic energy that bound him, then tied him even tighter.

After realizing this, he finally didn't dare to act rashly anymore. There was a strong sense of horror in his eyes when he looked at Yan Zhiqiao's slender figure.

He didn't care about losing face in front of the demon guards, and shouted loudly while enduring the severe pain in his limbs.

"Back off!"