The whole cultivation world wants to rob my son

Envoy Miao Zhan tensed his body and lowered his head, not daring to look at their majesty's expression, because he knew without thinking that his majesty's complexion must be bad at the moment.

No matter how much His Majesty despises the capital city, he will not tolerate people doing whatever they want there.

"It's good if he doesn't thank you." Mu Wenxian laughed angrily, and finally understood the meaning of Xie Zongzhu's weird expression when he was in Jianzong, "Don't worry, he knows what to do and what not to do. "

Ling Xiao was one of the two protectors under him anyway, if he couldn't even handle Xie Bugui, wouldn't it make him shorter than Ye Xingchen for no reason.

If you really can't clean it up, don't be this protector.

He didn't want to stay in the Devil Realm because he didn't want him to do nothing to flirt with the beauties, but...Ye Xingchen promised so simply and neatly before, did he know what troubles that person would cause in the Devil Realm?

Mozun hooked the corners of his lips, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. Miao Zhanshi put the various treasures brought from the demon world aside, and then silently moved behind the pile of treasures, trying to make his own sense of existence drop to lowest.

As for the colleague far away in the Demon Realm who went mad with anger, forget it, it's better for him to worry about himself right now.

After a long time, just when Miao Zhan thought that his Majesty's anger was about to erupt, His Majesty Mozun finally said, "Pay more attention to the movements in the Qianyuan Sect. If you find that old thing, don't startle it for now. You are not his opponents." .”

Miao Zhan, who was ready to take a hard fight, was stunned, as if he didn't expect his Majesty to skip the matter of thanking Bugui, and it took him a while to react and hasten to respond.

Since His Majesty doesn't care about that person messing around in the royal city, why is he still struggling, anyway, it's Ling Xiao who stays in the Demon Realm, not him, and it's not him who is upset, he only messed up because his head was caught by the door.

As the sky was getting darker, Mu Wenxian waved his hand to let Envoy Miao Zhan leave, propped his face on one hand and watched the sunset gradually, his blood-colored eyes were stained with a strange color.

The treasures that had been robbed outside were casually placed on the ground. His Majesty Mozun picked and picked, helplessly finding a few pieces of brightly colored jade among a pile of dark treasures.

Their demon world is no better than the human world, attracting people's attention is the most dangerous thing, the gods have spirits, and they are safe only when they know the pitch black, and naturally they can't see anything brilliant on the outside.

Mu Wenxian sighed, and put away all the things with a wave of his long sleeves. He only hoped that his son would not be too disgusted by the fact that these things were given by his old father.

The surrounding aura gradually became stronger, pouring into the hall from all directions. According to ancient records, the sword spirit born from the divine sword has at least the cultivation level of the fusion stage. If the sword holder is talented in the way of swordsmanship, the cultivation base will only be higher.

Liu Yuan hasn't enlightened yet, once he starts to formally practice, it is not impossible to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Xingchen one day.

Their family is talented, and with his father as their guide, the sword repairer is powerful in combat, but he is desperate to fight with the demons. Liu Yuan, who takes shape with his heart and blood, will definitely be better than the sword spirit recorded in the classics. more powerful.

In the palace, Liu Yuan was indeed caught in a strange feeling. Spiritual objects and forms are inherited. Excalibur was not completely insensitive to the outside world when it was not born with spiritual wisdom.

After Ye Xingchen taught him how to absorb the energy in the spirit stone, he stopped and stood aside, feeling the increasingly dense aura around him, frowning slightly.

After all, he was still a child, so he was too impatient.

It is not easy to enter this mysterious and mysterious state. If you just wake up the child like this, you will not know when you think about it next time.

Seeing the extremely fast consumption of spirit stones, Ye Xingchen called in the Demon Lord who was guarding outside. Their cubs were too greedy, and he alone couldn't handle it.

"You people, it's not straightforward to do things with hands and feet." Mu Wenxian walked in slowly, playing with a small dagger in his hand, coupled with that extremely beautiful face, no matter how you looked at it, it was a bit creepy.

According to the style of their demon clan, the cubs are all raised with blood. Of course, this blood has their own and other people's.

Liu Yuan closed his eyes and immersed himself in the mysterious state of cultivation. Naturally, he didn't see their father scratching his wrist while smiling. Father.

Ye Xingchen pressed his throbbing forehead, he was really not used to the behavior of the demons who slashed at him with knives at every turn.

It is said that their sword masters like to fight, but they use their swords to beat others, but I have never seen any sword master stab himself with a sword at every turn.

His Majesty Mozun turned his head slightly, the blood trailed down his arm and formed a mysterious loop around Liu Yuan, he licked the wound to stop the bleeding when he felt that it was almost done, the red lips stained with blood became more vivid Charming mind.

The beauty of this person is too ostentatious, so ostentatious that people dare not have any blasphemous thoughts, as if if they take one more step, they will be split in half by this beauty as sharp as a sharp blade.

A flash of amazement flashed in Ye Xingchen's eyes. After realizing it, his expression froze, and he hurriedly lowered his head to look at Liu Yuan who was surrounded by strong blood.

Mu Wenxian laughed lightly, as if he hadn't seen anything, and he was relieved when the child absorbed the enormous energy contained in his blood.

It's just that they are both here, otherwise he wouldn't dare to let Liu Yuan absorb so much for the first time.

The shark bead quietly exudes a lustrous light, silently turning the atmosphere in the room into an ambiguous one, Liu Yuan opens his eyes contentedly, and looks at the two old fathers exaggerating "you and me" in front of her. Cover your eyes.

It's just that the child's acting skills are too clumsy, the gap between the fingertips is so big that the whole eyes are exposed, the two of them couldn't laugh or cry, and there was a fuss for a while.

After enough trouble, Liu Yuan got up from the bed, looked down at his still small body, and was a little dissatisfied, "Didn't you say that you will grow up? Why is it still like this?"

Mu Wenxian picked up their son, poked his chubby belly and said with a smile, "Zai Zai, it's not good to grow up. Now I can sleep with my father, but I can't when I grow up. "

"Just like Little Phoenix..." Liu Yuan Qi Qiran nodded, no longer entangled with why he didn't grow up, but just hugged their father and didn't let go, "So, Liu Yuan is still young, can be with Dad Do you want to sleep together?"

Little Fenghuang became more beautiful when he grew up, but he was forced to sleep by himself by his father. It is really pitiful. He is still young, so he can definitely sleep with his father.

His Majesty Mozun twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up the cub with one hand and deliberately lowered his face, "Liu Yuan doesn't like father?"

"I like it." The child nodded, and then said as a matter of course, "But before Liu Yuan was with Dad."

"That's because my father is not here. Now that my father is here, I don't need your father." Mu Wenxian looked provocatively at the black-clothed swordsman who was watching them quietly, and the whole room looked brand-new when he waved his sleeves. Putting the child into the brocade quilt, he said firmly, "Father is with me today."

Ye Xingchen covered his face with one hand, feeling more and more that the Mozun was different from the rumored one. In other words, in the eyes of outsiders, Mu Wenxian was still the lunatic who killed people without batting an eyelid, but in front of Liu Yuan, he was always just a man who wanted to put the best left to the father of the child.

The power of the bloodline is truly astonishing, even the Demon Lord is not exempt.

The sword repairer with black hair and black eyes straightened up, with a rare gentle attitude, "In this case, you will stay with me. It's getting late, so go to bed earlier."

After finishing speaking, Sword Master Fuyu closed the door, walked very crisply, and then...turned around to face the Demon Emperor who was squatting in the corner of the wall.

The energy in the hall fluctuated too much, and he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to sleep.

Ye Xingchen paused, looked at the young man squatting there and couldn't help laughing, "I'm really sorry for disturbing the Demon Emperor because of the noise."

Feng Qi raised his head slightly, still hugging his knees and curled up into a ball, barely recovering from the aura storm just now, "There is no need to do this, this deity has also benefited a lot."

It's also cultivation, he thought that the noise he made was big enough, but he didn't expect that little fool to be more troublesome than himself.

The spirit energy with a radius of thousands of miles, the spirit stones of the five elements and the blood formation of the Demon Lord, he has just entered adulthood, when he needs spirit energy, the child can draw the spirit energy, but he can't absorb it all, the rest is just right It's all cheap for him.

He doesn't need the devilish energy entwined with the blood essence of the Demon Lord, the overwhelming spirit energy really makes him want to stop, and he can't wait to squat here for another 300 years.

ah ~ comfortable ~

Looking at the demon emperor with a trance-like expression, Ye Xingchen shook his head, raised his hand and threw him back to his room, so as not to scare him later.

One by one, I always feel that Fuyu Mountain has been tossed in the future.

Liu Yuan looked dumbfounded at Father who left their family, tugged at the sleeve at hand and asked cautiously, "Father, is Father angry?"

Mu Wenxian tucked the quilt up for the child, sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "Why do you think so?"

"The Taoist couples all live together. They don't want children because the children will affect their feelings." Liu Yuan blinked his eyes, serious and unfazed, and His Majesty Mozun couldn't help turning black when he heard it. .

This kind of words, if you think about it with your feet, you can know that it will not be taught by Ye Xingchen. Counting the people who have been in contact with Liuyuan, there is only one person who can say these things in the ears of children without hesitation and is still dominating the devil world. Thank you so much.

Mu Wenxian gritted his teeth, stuffed the child into his arms and let him sleep with a straight face, making up his mind that he would never let Xie Bugui get close to their cub.

It is true that most powerful monks have no heirs, but it is pure nonsense that having children will affect the relationship between Taoist couples. Whoever has a cub is not holding it in the palm of their hand?

Cultivation is not easy, and it is rare for two people who love each other to become Taoist couples. The higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is for the offspring. This is the test of the way of heaven, and it is the same in the three realms.

Ye Xingchen seems to be a very reliable person, why did he let that bastard Xie Bugui get close to Liu Yuan without hesitation?

As the night darkened, there was silence on the Fuyu Mountain, and the stars were shining in the sky, and the eyes were still silvery white.

In Cangshan Dungeon of Yigu, a woman in a mess was bound with chains, her fingertips flashed coldly, her eyes were filled with obstinate madness, "You said that His Majesty would like me! You said so! Come out!"

However, in the deserted dungeon, there was only the cold wind blowing through, and no sound responded to her roar.