Dressed as a super rare female, being chased and pampered by the big guys

Even if she didn't actually choke, the strangeness she revealed would not escape the eyes of those who were keeping an eye on her.

Xie Jili paused sharply and lowered his eyes to look at the little rabbit.

There was no expression on that round face, but he could clearly feel that she was very shocked and dazed, as if she was frozen like a sculpture.

Why did it become like this?

He glanced across the table. The dishes were normal and the tea was not hot. Xie Jili put his fingertips on it to confirm that it was just the right temperature.

Is it because of what they just talked about?

...The Demon Lord Jiao.

Unexpectedly, his enemy was more powerful than he had imagined.

"Don't be afraid, Nian Nian," Xie Jili pondered and said carefully, "I won't rashly try to take revenge before I am strong enough."

With Nian Nian around, he was like a dog with a collar and a leash. Even if he had all kinds of impulses and restlessness to kill, he couldn't really rush to die without caring about the consequences.

Nian Tu was stroked from head to toe by the big hand for several times, and finally came back to his senses and shuddered, "Could there be some misunderstanding? Is it true that only Jiao can use that kind of magic pattern?"

She thought about it again and again, and felt that heaven would not give her such a difficult problem, and that someone who could do such a heinous thing as wiping out an entire family should not be her partner.

Even when he was a space pirate, Jiao never killed any innocent people.

Shi Yuqiong frowned, "The demons are naturally brutal and cruel, and they are capable of doing such evil things. Jiao is the supreme ruler in the demon world, and no one would dare to offend him or use his magic patterns. A demon cultivator who is too low-level cannot even contact him, and has no way of knowing his magic patterns."

But seeing the little rabbit's hair standing on end, he subconsciously didn't say too much. He changed the subject and added, "But demon cultivators are always very crazy, so it's hard to say..."

If someone is brave enough to go crazy and not care about his life, he might actually dare to wear the magic pattern of the Demon Lord on his body.

"Moreover, since the leader of the Linggang Sect injured Jiao a hundred years ago, we haven't heard any news about him. He must be in seclusion recuperating." Thinking of this, Shi Yuqiong subconsciously followed Nian Tu's thoughts and suddenly felt that her suspicion made sense.

When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey declares himself king. It makes sense that when the devil is away, the brave monkey jumps out to show off his power.

"What?!" the little rabbit gasped, "He was hurt? Is it serious?"

Why are they all in such a miserable state, either their spiritual roots were destroyed or they were injured? !

After saying a lot, he didn't expect that her focus would be here. Shi Yuqiong felt strange, opened his mouth, but couldn't tell what was strange, so he just shook his head and replied, "...It shouldn't be serious."

The demons were born with thick skin and tough flesh, and Jiao was the strongest among them. He had fought with him before and knew how difficult that guy was.

Even though they were both righteous cultivators, Shi Yuqiong had to make a fair judgment that the leader of the Linggang Sect was no match for the Jiao.

He actually had some involvement in that incident.

It was said that Jiao suddenly went mad and attacked the Linggang Sect's mountain gate alone. The Linggang Sect rushed to meet the enemy, and by the time he and the elders of the Jian Sect came to help, the battle was over. They arrived too late and did not see any trace of Jiao at all.

Although the Linggang Sect later announced that Jiao was defeated by the Sect Master and fled after being injured, Shi Yuqiong could guess that Jiao came and left in a carefree manner, broke into the Linggang Sect alone as if he was in an empty place, beat up the Sect Master and left.

The leader of the Linggang Sect was probably seriously injured and has been in seclusion intermittently since then. No one knows how his injuries are recovering now.

There was no news of Jiao either. All the major sects were on high alert, but they never waited for him to show up again to cause trouble.

But I didn't expect that after so many years, the news about him that I heard again was from a young boy with little cultivation...

Shi Yuqiong fell into deep thought.

Why did he commit the massacre in the human world? To provoke the righteous? Or was he just killing people out of hesitancy?

For a giant like a Jiao, every move is worth pondering. Now that the news has been heard, all the major sects must be alert in advance and find out what he is up to so that they can stop him in time.

The air was extremely quiet for a moment, and Nian Tu gradually calmed down, convinced that it was definitely not Jiao who did it.

Someone must have framed me.

She turned around on the table a few times in annoyance, her two little ears drooping.

Being framed is fine, but why was he injured? He is not the kind of person who would just rest and recover from his injuries.

When he thought of how he used to inject himself with drugs in a self-abusive manner, and how he was even willing to peel off his own skin when he got ruthless, Nian Tu was so worried that several of his hairs fell off.

Xie Jili lowered his eyes and stared at her, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her, held her up in both hands, leaned over her, and his hard nose tip almost sank into the soft fur.

"Nian Nian," he asked in a deep voice, as if he was suppressing something, "Are you worried about him?"

Nian Tu was so familiar with this jealous feeling that he subconsciously wanted to coax people. Before he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that something was wrong and quickly played dumb, "Who?"

She doesn't know any Demon Lord, so why would she be worried?

Xie Jili still stared at her, his dark eyes were like a deep pool, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.