The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Time flies, a month later.

Deep in the forest, on the edge of a cliff, Nan Xingchen swung his sword and used the first move of the Starry Sky Sword Technique -

"Starry Sky Death Sword!"

A crisp shout was heard, Nan Xingchen injected spiritual power into the sword, and used all his strength to chop down the big tree not far away.

The leaves fluttered down with the strong wind of sword energy, and the big tree was only chopped in half.

Nan Xingchen sighed with a hint of disappointment. It seemed that the damage to her real body had affected her cultivation.

Thinking of waking up in Su Muwei's arms every day, she couldn't help blushing and her heart beating fast. It would be such a torture to sleep with such a handsome man.

Fortunately, Su Muwei just held her in his arms while sleeping and did not do anything excessive.

As for her, she didn't hesitate and slept with the vixen's tail in her arms every night.

Days like this are extremely pleasant.

She also often locked herself in the void of the Phoenix Tail Fox Bracelet to meditate and practice. Her cultivation should have been raised to a higher level, but unfortunately she was still at the level of a great spiritual master.

The road of cultivation is long and arduous, and there is still a long way to go...

Seeing her sighing frequently, Su Muwei quickly comforted her: "Madam, I will protect you from now on."

The haze in Nan Xingchen's eyes disappeared, and she smiled at him: "Okay."

Su Muwei took her hand, took out the wild flowers hidden behind her, and said with a smile: "Madam, this is for you."

Nan Xingchen took it with a smile and put his nose close to it to sniff it: "It smells good. Thank you, Su Muwei."

Su Muwei lowered his head shyly. He pointed at the prey on the ground and said, "Madam, I will stew meat for you at noon."

Nan Xingchen felt sweet in her heart: "Okay."

The two were about to leave.

A shadowy figure stopped a few feet away from her.

Nan Xingchen said loudly: "Qian Yi..."

Qian Yi showed up, but when she saw the elegant and noble man beside Nan Xingchen, a look of astonishment appeared on her face.

Just as she was about to kneel down to pay her respects, the next scene surprised her even more.

Su Muwei naturally embraced Nan Xingchen in his arms, curled his lips and said, "Madam, who is this monster? She is so ugly."

Qian Yi: ...

Is this still their cold-blooded Demon Lord? He actually calls Nan Xingchen his wife? She has only been here for a few days, when did their Demon Lord get married?

The civet cat had been hiding in the void of the Phoenix Tail Fox Bracelet to practice. When it heard Nan Xingchen calling Qian Yi's name, it turned into a white mist and came out of the void. The white mist transformed into a girl about ten years old.

She had dark red hair with slightly curled ends, a pair of amber pupils, an indifferent expression, and looked quite mature.

Qian Yi was surprised: "Roulette, you have been practicing well these days, and your body has grown a lot."

"Master, Your Majesty." Rouli respectfully saluted Nan Xingchen and Su Muwei.

Su Muwei looked at Nan Xingchen: "Madam, why did he call me Your Excellency?"

Nan Xingchen raised his eyes to look at him and said softly, "This is just a name. You don't have to mind it. Rouli and Qianyi are both our own people. Don't laugh at them."

Su Muwei nodded fiercely, patted his chest and assured: "Madam, don't worry, I will never laugh at them again in the future."

His eyes were on Nan Xingchen from beginning to end. Noticing that there was some hair hanging in front of her forehead, he naturally raised his hand and tucked it behind her ears.

The movements were extremely skillful and ambiguous.

Qian Yi and Rou Li looked at each other and started to make eye contact.

Their Demon Lord seemed like a different person, with dull eyes and silly speech. Qian Yi came to the conclusion that the Demon Lord was controlled by Nan Xingchen and turned into an amnesiac "fool".

Rouli has been following Nan Xingchen recently and knows a thing or two about the Demon Lord, so his expression has become more indifferent.

Nan Xingchen sent Su Muwei to wait at a distance. Although Su Muwei was reluctant, he still went away obediently.

After Su Muwei's figure gradually walked away, Nan Xingchen looked at the man's back and said lightly: "He is the Demon Lord, right?"

Qian Yi was shocked: "You already knew that he was the Demon Lord Sikong Wuyue?"

Nan Xingchen nodded: "Yes, I knew it a long time ago."

Qian Yi was slightly angry: "What did you do to His Majesty? Why did he call you Madam?"

The Demon Lord has been often deceived by witches for tens of thousands of years, so she has to be on guard against this.

Nan Xingchen explained: "That day, your Lord was seriously injured and suddenly appeared in the courtyard. I saved him. After he woke up, he lost his memory."

"Your Majesty..."

Qian Yi moved his lips and called out softly, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

All the good impression I had of Nan Xingchen was gone.

She clenched her fists suddenly, looked at Nan Xingchen with disgust, her eyes turned red, and she felt murderous.

Nan Xingchen had never seen her like this before, and his heart tightened.

Qian Yi, who has always been respectful to her, thinks of her like this, so what about Su Muwei?

If he regained his memory and found out that she had lied to him, would he hate her to the core?

Qian Yi said angrily: "Your Majesty has already said that you will never see each other again in this life, but you hid him for a month and let him call you Madam. You deserve to be killed."

Snapped--

A figure suddenly appeared, and Qian Yi felt a burning pain on her face. It turned out that Su Muwei slapped her in the face from a distance.

"How dare you insult my wife?"

Su Muwei protected Nan Xingchen behind him and glared at Qian Yi with his cold eyes. He gathered spiritual power in his palm and wanted to teach Qian Yi a lesson again.

Nan Xingchen hurriedly grabbed his arm and dissuaded him, "Su Muwei, Qian Yi is one of us, you can't do anything."

His cultivation was so high that one strike from him would be enough to destroy Qian Yi's soul.

Su Muwei looked at her in confusion, "Madam, she was mean to you just now. She is not one of us."

Qian Yi touched the face that was hit by Su Muwei, and his body froze in place. Everyone in the demon clan only knew that the Demon Lord was practicing in seclusion, but how could they have known that he would become like this?

Nan Xingchen frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Su Muwei, you have to be obedient. Go to the void and wait for me first."

"But Madam..." Su Muwei was still worried.

Nan Xingchen patted the back of his hand to comfort him: "I'm fine. Qian Yi just has some misunderstandings about me, I'll just explain it to her."

"it is good."

Su Muwei took one last deep look at Qian Yi. This warning look made Qian Yi shudder.

Qian Yi was sad.

Is this protected! ?

Did the Demon Lord really regard Nan Xingchen as his wife?

Su Muwei's figure disappeared, and Nan Xingchen threw the raccoon into the void.

Nan Xingchen glanced at Qian Yi, then indifferently cast his gaze on the gurgling stream in the mountain stream.

Her eyes were slightly cold, and she said calmly: "Qian Yi, you saw that the Demon Lord had lost his memory and was emotionally disturbed. I understand you. When I first learned that he had lost his memory, I was unwilling to believe it just like you."

She changed the subject and continued, "I must make these words clear. I was in the wooden house yard that day and did not go out. It was your Demon Lord who came here by himself. He was unconscious at the time and was nearly burned to death by the scorching air that burst out of his body. I saved him!

Besides, he called me Madam for a reason, but I can't explain the specific reason to you. And I didn't mean to hide it, so I wanted to tell you the first thing when you came today."