Fox Demon: This is the Guardian Blade

"Don't worry about this, just give it to me."

Chen Xun returned to his smiling face, but in the eyes of the Poison King, his smiling face was no different from a hidden dagger.

Huandu Qingtian:......

"Oh, by the way, I'm taking these juniors who were bullied by you with me. I'm sure Your Excellency the Poison Emperor wouldn't advise against it, right?"

Chen Xun seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked Huan Du Qingtian a question.

Huandu Qingtian:......

Huan Du Qingtian chose to remain silent. He looked at the harmless smile on Chen Xun's face, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

This is a muscle spasm caused by an emotion reaching its peak and being unable to express it due to endurance.

He looked at the dozen or so people who followed Chen Xun one after another, and finally nodded. When he turned around, Huan Du Qingtian couldn't help but sigh.

What a sin!

What else could he do?

There is a saying that goes, "A demon under the eaves has to bow its head."

He was not afraid of Chen Xun, he was just afraid that his family would be implicated.

Therefore, Huan Du Qingtian had no choice but to take Chen Xun and his party to the main city of the South Country.

Poison Lady followed at the end of the team because she was carrying the little princess, but Wang Quan Baiye and his group would look at her from time to time while they were on their way.

I guess he still felt uneasy, so he kept observing the Poison Lady behind him to be careful not to do anything weird.

That’s right! Anyone would feel uneasy if there was a poisonous snake following them.

"You little brat are behaving well now, aren't you? You can't win, but you're still calling for help. Go ahead and call! But you never dreamed that I have someone behind me, did you? Hahahaha!"

Dongfang Qinlan made a face at Huan Du Luolan who was looking back, and laughed sarcastically.

Just as Huan Du Luo Lan was arrogant when she was with the parents, Qin Lan was many times more arrogant than Huan Du Luo Lan at this moment.

It was a shocking reversal, and Dongfang Qinlan was particularly happy to see Huan Du Luolan gritting his teeth, looking like he wanted to fight but didn't dare to.

"You... are shameless, and... you are the little brat. This princess is older than you, and that's the same everywhere!"

Huan Du Luolan stared at Dongfang Qinlan's body up and down, and her gaze finally stopped at Dongfang Qinlan's chest.

She first looked at the other party's size, then looked down at herself and seemed to feel inexplicably more confident.

"Tsk~ Is there any difference? I'm only a few years old, and I have plenty of room for improvement in the future! And you..."

Dongfang Qinlan paused here and continued speaking.

"Even if you have indeed lived longer than me, but you are still the same as me, shouldn't you reflect on yourself, old - fart - kid~"

Dongfang Qinlan deliberately dragged out the last sentence very long, as if to make Huan Du Luolan hear it more clearly.

Huan Du Luo Lan: (╬▔皿▔)╯.

Huan Du Luolan was just about to rush up and fight with this foul-mouthed human girl, but a force from the back of her neck pulled her back in time.

"Princess! Calm down! Calm down!"

Poison Lady pulled Huan Du Luolan, a look of shame on her face.

In the end, Huan Du Luolan calmed down, ran to Huan Du Qingtian, and asked for comfort with tears in her eyes.

Chen Xun glanced sideways at the people who were playing around, and felt that the atmosphere was weird... but quite harmonious... of course, provided that he was there.

Ignoring it, Chen Xun continued on his way without showing any anxiety.

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Wang Quan Baiye and Dongfang Huaizhu looked at each other, and then shook their heads as if sighing at the same time.

It was just a joke between kids, but to be honest, Qin Lan was really good at talking.

Quite provocative.

....

The place where Chen Xun and Huan Du Qingtian fought.

Three...oh no, now it's Poison Boy.

The Poison Boy looked into the sky from afar, and fell into deep thought at the departing figures of the Poison Emperor and others.

Speaking of this poisonous boy, is his identity as one of the Five Poison Guardians of the South so insignificant?

There's one demon missing, Poison Lady, didn't you even notice?!

......

As the sky gradually darkened, a streak of sunset glow appeared from the horizon.

In a small town somewhere in the south.

Since it was getting dark, Yu Huasheng took his two apprentices to find an inn that was neither bad nor bad to stay in.

After paying all the required fees, Yu Huasheng instructed the waiter to prepare some food and turned back to his room.

Looking at the two people sitting cross-legged on the mat in the room with their eyes closed practicing, a long-lost trace of relief flashed across Yu Huasheng's face.

After all, as his apprentices, they have been with him for so many years, so it is natural that they have some feelings for each other.

The kind that elders treat their juniors with.

If you keep a kitten or a puppy around for a long time, you will develop feelings for it and want it to help you, not to mention people.

The two of them always listen to themselves when it comes to cultivation and are very diligent in their practice.

It seems that... these two children can live for a long time...

If I keep up this pace... maybe I can live as long as myself.

Yu Huasheng thought about it, cleared his mind and looked around the room.

The room is made entirely of wood and is beautifully decorated with three beds.

One belongs to the room, and the other two belong to Li Muchen and Xiao Tianhao.

It was still early, and he didn't want to rest or practice.

His cultivation was at the late Nascent Soul stage, and he had absorbed a lot of Yin energy from carrying the black coffin for many years.

Yu Huasheng was not in a hurry to practice, because he could vaguely feel that he was not far from the perfection of Nascent Soul.

Being gifted with extraordinary talents and possessing special spiritual roots, cultivation was as easy for him as eating and drinking water, otherwise he would not still be the deacon of the Changsheng Pavilion.

The position of deacon is quite popular, and every year there are young people who are currently at the Nascent Soul stage who try to challenge themselves.

This also made Yu Huasheng feel a little troubled, mainly because he had to take the mentality of these younger generations into consideration.

Otherwise, those younger ones would be knocked out by him right from the start. However, contrary to his wishes, this seemed to have the opposite effect.

These youngsters were all as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They became even more excited after thinking that they could exchange a few or even dozens of moves.

He really didn't want to care... Because he was annoyed, Yu Huasheng had been wandering around for so many years.

He won't go back unless it's an emergency.

Now the younger generation can’t find anyone and there’s nothing they can do.

Because...if you can't even find anyone, it means you're not strong enough!

How can you inherit the position of deacon? Get out!

This is the rule set by Chen Xun, and it sounds quite reasonable.

Coming to the window, Yu Huasheng shrunk the coffin behind him into the size of a palm, hung it casually around his waist, leaned his head on the window, and looked at the scenery outside with an expressionless face.

Lanterns lit up, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the entire town.

The bustling crowds and roadside stalls, this scene looks no different from the human world.

It's just that one is a human and the other is a monster.

Yu Huasheng stretched out his right hand and gently fiddled with the sandalwood bracelet on his wrist, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Here?"

At this time, Yu Huasheng suddenly asked a question.

It seemed as if he was asking about the bracelet in his hand, but also as if he was talking to someone else.

But there was no one else here except the two disciples who were practicing in the room behind him.

So... he was really asking about the bracelet in his hand.

But apart from the pretty pattern, there is nothing special about this bracelet.

This is just an ordinary bracelet.

Yu Huasheng's eyes were still fixed on it, as if he was expecting it to react.