The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

The message to Jun Xiuyuan ends.

Huai Yan also appeared in the cave.

He has a stunning face, his eyebrows are like distant mountains covered with smoke, his eyes are like clear autumn water, and his eyes are bright and charming as he looks around.

Her figure is like that of an angel, light and slender, and she is wearing a scarlet robe woven with flowers. She dances lightly in the wind, like the most gorgeous sea of ​​flowers in spring, blooming in the world and making everything else pale in comparison.

The people in the cave were trembling with fear and looked over in unison. When they saw Huai Yan, their faces were filled with surprise and joy, and their eyes were so hot that they seemed to melt people!

It was not until Huai Yan walked over that they came to their senses and called out "Yan Yan".

Huai Yan had a complicated expression on his face. He nodded slightly to everyone, and the Immortal Golden Body was taken back into his hand.

The black dragon fell to the ground with a thud, letting out a miserable howl.

Suddenly, it flew into Huai Yan's hand again.

"Woo woo X﹏X, so scary, Master, you are finally here..."

He transformed into a small snake with horns on his head and a pitch-black body. His eyes were red-gold and filled with tears as he looked at Huai Yan with grievance.

Huai Yan was speechless for a while, then reached out and touched the black dragon's head, trying to comfort it.

The black dragon immediately lay obediently in his arms, turning over its belly, acting cute and coquettish, without noticing Jun Xiuyuan's murderous look at all.

The other people in the cave all had their eyes wide open in shock, calling the black dragon shameless.

You are already a thousands-year-old dragon, why the hell are you trying to be cute?

"Yan Yan, here~~~~" Shen Ci secretly glanced at Huai Yan, feeling happy, and waved his hand.

He originally wanted to come up and tell Huai Yan about the situation here.

But someone was quicker and one step ahead of him.

Shen Ci's feet were entangled by a gloomy ghost aura, and the figure of the Ghost King floated in front of him, covering him tightly.

Looking at the tall and thin figure in front of him, Shen Ci's face was gloomy and he cursed, "Ghost King, fuck your ancestors!"

The Ghost King Biancheng was clearly full of energy just now, and in a fight he was no less capable than the Demon Lord Qingtian.

At this moment, he was hunched over and coughing violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

His jade-like face turned pale and weak, his aura became inexplicably weak, and he coughed breathlessly on the spot.

"Brother Acheng, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Huai Yan frowned and walked over with a worried look on his face.

Jun Xiuyuan frowned and looked over with interest.

Shen Ci rolled his eyes: ...

Are all the old ghosts in Youming Mountain so scheming?

Biancheng looked up, his pupils flushed, and he looked at Huaiyan affectionately, his eyes moistened by coughing.

A faint blush appeared in her clear eyes.

"Yanyan, you suddenly left the Ghost King Palace. I thought I would never see you again in this life~"

His voice was clear and weak, gentle and affectionate, revealing a hint of attachment and dependence.

"At that time, Chu Huaiyou came in person with the Chu family and gave you the Dragon Blood Resurrection Grass. As a result, I didn't have time to say goodbye to you. Brother Acheng, please don't be angry with me." Huai Yan suddenly felt distressed and wanted to reach out to support the person.

Jun Xiuyuan, who was standing by, looked at him like this, and his heart suddenly felt like a jar of jealousy had been overturned, bubbling with sourness.

He knew that Bian Cheng and Shen Ci were both reincarnations of his soul, but it was not okay for them to compete with him for Yanyan.

Yanyan is his.

The next moment, a cold wind blew by.

Biancheng was enveloped by a terrifying force, and his whole body was stuffed into the arms of Shen Ci behind him very smoothly.

"Don't worry, Yanyan. Brother Bian is a lucky man. With Brother Shen taking care of you, I believe you will be safe."

Bian Cheng and Shen Ci's faces turned pale. They were tied into a knot by Jun Xiuyuan's immortal power and hugged each other tightly.

Hear the words.

They all stared at the culprit with their eyes wide open.

..............

Under the angry gaze of Shen Ci and the Ghost King.

Jun Xiuyuan's eyes were curved, and the stars in the sky were all that person. He walked towards Huai Yan and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Yanyan, you're here... I missed you so much..."

Jun Xiuyuan hugged Huai Yan tightly, buried his head in Huai Yan's neck, and his voice was low and hoarse, sounding very aggrieved.

"I really think about Yanyan all the time. How could you run so fast? I almost couldn't catch up..."

The corners of Huai Yan's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, you are chasing me so hard, how can I not run faster?

"You...get out of the way." Huai Yan's face was as red as a lotus and her ears turned red. She reached out and pushed the man with broad shoulders and narrow waist, who had a tall and mighty figure.

Just didn't push it halfway.

Instead, he put his arm around her waist, grabbed her hand, and pressed it against her chest. "Yanyan, feel it, it's jumping so fast."

Huai Yan: “!!!”

Who wants to touch it? Really.

Huai Yan looked up and saw Jun Xiuyuan's handsome face.

He had a smile on his lips and looked at Huai Yan with burning eyes, as if he could see through Huai Yan's soul.

Huaiyan's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

The man's deep, pleasant voice was tinged with a smile. "Don't move." He leaned forward, pressed his face against his neck, and sniffed. "Yanyan, you smell so good, like hibiscus... I love it..."

Upon hearing this, Huai Yan stiffened and his whole body tensed up.

This man actually dared to act rudely towards him.

Huaiyan's cheeks felt slightly hot.

How could Jun Xiuyuan hold him like this in front of so many people? It would be terrible if people misunderstood.

Feeling the gaze that pierced his back, Huai Yan's scalp tingled. He didn't need to look to know that the resentment between Shen Ci and Biancheng was so strong that it was comparable to that of the Evil Sword Immortal.

He could only use his magical power and push the man in front of him with his hands again.

"Don't make trouble, we have something important to do right now~~~~"

"Yanyan, I'm not making a fuss. I almost couldn't find you just now. I was so scared. Lying alone in the dark and cold Xuanbing Mountain, I never want to experience that feeling again." Jun Xiuyuan's cultivation level was no match for him, and Huai Yan easily pushed him away.

He came closer again, resting his head on Huai Yan's shoulder, his voice filled with grievance.

"I didn't mean to leave you behind. I just came here for something." Huai Yan's expression changed slightly, he patted the man's back gently, and explained softly.

Jun Xiuyuan was like an octopus and still refused to let go.

"Then promise me that you will never leave me alone again."

"Well... I promise you." Huai Yan accepted his fate and nodded. Jun Xiuyuan was finally satisfied and let him go.

In Biancheng, Shen Ci stared at Jun Xiuyuan, his eyes growing increasingly gloomy.

Huai Yan glanced at the Demon Lord Qingtian who was being held tightly in the corner by Jun Xiuyuan. He was filled with deathly aura and his demonic pupils rolled back. His heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

"Xiuyuan, let him go quickly. He's going to die!!!" Huai Yan exclaimed and stretched out his hand to shake the man's sleeve. During this time, the little black snake almost fell off his wrist. When it climbed up again, it accidentally touched Jun Xiuyuan.

A delicate and slightly cool touch came from the wrist.

Jun Xiuyuan's originally fierce brows relaxed at this moment.

Is it Yanyan who is taking the initiative to hold his hand?

There were pink heart-shaped bubbles above Jun Xiuyuan's head.

Qingtian, who was originally clamped by him, was thrown to the ground like garbage.

Feeling the cold touch, my wrist stiffened into a stick.

His eyes were strange, and then stopped at the two people's holding hands.

Then, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes met with the stupid dragon trembling in fear on Huai Yan's wrist! ! !

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Black Dragon Yuanzhen was so frightened that he turned into a black stick, hanging on the sleeves of the two men and swinging in fear. "Big, big, big brother, I didn't mean to do that, I really didn't mean to do that!!!"

Jun Xiuyuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he was wondering why Yanyan suddenly became so proactive. It turned out that this stupid thing was causing trouble!

"Yanyan, this black dragon looks like it hasn't had a bath in thousands of years. Let's send him to take a bath."

Jun Xiuyuan's eyebrows were cold and his eyes were as cold as a pond.

He casually twisted the annoying black dragon in Huai Yan's hand into a twist, flew it over the head of Demon Lord Qingtian, and threw it into the cold pond in the back mountain of Qingfeng Sect to take a bath.

“.........” Huai Yan’s mouth twitched and he was speechless for a while.

The black dragon cursed in the air: "I @$%^&9........."

Inside the cave, the other two who were forced to hug each other rolled their eyes: "............."

The black dragon transformed into a dragon form in the cold pond in the back mountain, and its body was shivering from the terrifying power of black ice.

The Demon Lord Qingtian in the cave was swept by Jun Xiuyuan's immortal power, and the hair on his head was cut off. He immediately wailed and wanted to curse, but was afraid of being beaten to death, so he could only hum timidly.

Jun Xiuyuan had a sneer on his face and glanced at him indifferently.

Qingtian's pupils trembled, and he fell silent in an instant, even his breathing stopped.

Huai Yan's forehead was throbbing, fearing that he would kill someone, so he quickly reminded him.

"He's still useful... Let's seal this place first."

"Well, then I'll listen to Yanyan~" Jun Xiuyuan nodded, turned around and looked at the frightened Qingtian on the ground, and blew Qingtian out of the cave with his sleeve.

"Useless old dog, get out of here!"

There was a boom.

A big hole appeared above the cave.

Qingtian was like a cannonball, suddenly launched into the sky!

“Ahhhhhhhh, Jun Xiuyuan, I @￥%…………&&!!!!”

"Hmph, you're looking for death!" Jun Xiuyuan's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he snorted coldly.

Qingtian was like an old hen with its neck stuck. His voice suddenly stopped and he quickly disappeared from Huaiyan's sight.

...............

Two people disappeared one after another.

The atmosphere in the cave was heavy.

Huai Yan looked at the huge human-shaped hole above his head and fell silent.

This was the second person thrown out by Boss Jun since he came in.

Huai Yan sighed, thinking that the boss really couldn't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.

Shen Ci stood there like a wooden chicken.

What's going on? The hot-tempered Patriarch Jun seems to know Yanyan, and they seem to have a close relationship.

Biancheng has a face as beautiful as jade, eyes that are cold, and a look of dignity and loneliness between her brows.

He was dressed in a black robe, which was elegant and graceful. He stood in the shadow with his back to the light, and his facial expression could not be seen.

...........

The Demon Lord Qingtian was thrown back into the demon camp outside the Qingfeng Sect's mountain gate, and he bowed secretly to Huai Yan again and again in gratitude.

He decided that Huai Yan was his benefactor.

If it weren't for Huai Yan, he would have been killed by Jun Xiuyuan just now. The favor of saving his life is greater than heaven. As long as he is not dead, Huai Yan will be the most honorable guest of his Black Demon Sea.

Just let Huaiyan be his father.

Well... forget it!

I am almost like his father!

............