"Dad, I thought I would never see you again!" Mo Jiuyou cried while holding Mo Dong Wang's body.
"What happened?" Mo Dong Wang Yungong began to check his daughter's body.
"It's okay, your body is very healthy." The Demon King shook his head and said.
Under the influence of the Immortal Emperor's blood, Mo Jiuyou's body was repaired in a short period of time.
"I was bitten by a giant venomous snake from the Golden Fairy Realm. Fortunately, this young master saved me and I was able to survive..." Mo Jiuyou pointed at Gu Yan, his pretty face reddening.
"The giant poisonous snake of the Golden Fairyland?!" The Demon King opened his mouth.
"Where is your wound..." The Demon King said nervously.
The poison from the giant spirit snake can only be removed by skin-to-skin contact. Doesn't that mean that my daughter has been poisoned by this kid in front of me...
"Here." Mo Jiuyou pointed at his wrist.
The Demon King breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't a critical part.
Then he turned his head to look at Gu Yan, his consciousness swept over Gu Yan's body for a while, and he was suddenly shocked: "You have reached Daluo Jinxian at only over 1,000 years old?!"
"Junior, it's just a fluke." Gu Yan waved his hand.
He deliberately concealed his strength and age.
(The identity will be revealed in the next chapter, don’t worry, dear ones)
It would be of no benefit if Gu Yan revealed his Immortal Emperor's strength.
Exposing one's cultivation too early will only make Mo Dong King turn a blind eye to him. What will Mo Jiuyou think when he sees this? If her father is so afraid of someone, then she will naturally be separated from Gu Yan for a lifetime, let alone develop a relationship.
The strength can be exposed, but you have to wait for the right time, and at least develop a relationship with Mo Jiuyou.
As for why King Mo Dong did not recognize the famous Emperor Yantian, it was because Gu Yan set a taboo for himself. No one except Mo Jiuyou could see his true face. What he saw was the fake face and the face of Daluo Jinxian. breath.
"I don't know your name, little friend? From now on, you will be my honored guest in the Demon King's City!" The Demon King bowed his hand.
"Boy Gu Yan." Gu Yan said.
"Gu Yan... sounds familiar."
The Demon King thought for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Isn't the number one god of war in the Temple of War called Gu Yan? He is extremely talented. Maybe if you choose this name, you can be as brave as he was back then."
"Haha... I dare not compare with the God of War..." Gu Yan could only smile awkwardly.
"It's just that you must not talk to that No. 1 War God. He has no brains and is obsessed with the Green Lotus Saint in the fairy world." The Demonic King reminded.
"It would be great if my daughter could also have this method." King Mo Dong looked at Mo Jiuyou, smiled and shook his head.
"I heard from Daddy that that holy lady is despicable and shameless. I don't want to imitate her!" Mo Jiuyou curled his lips and said.
Hearing these words, Gu Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Even a little girl over 1,000 years old knows the hypocrisy of the saint. Why can't you, an old man who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, not see it?"
"Haha, of course Youyou doesn't need to learn from her. My daughter is so beautiful that she will definitely find a good husband." King Mo Dong touched Mo Jiuyou's head with a kind look on his face.
"You are injured, please go back to your room and rest first."
"General Xi, send the young lady back to her room to rest." The Demon King said.
"Miss, please come back to your room with me." Mo Poxi came over and said.
"Gu Yan..."
Mo Jiuyou took a deep look at Gu Yan, turned to look at Mo Dong King and said: "Dad, he is my savior, you must treat him well..."
"Okay, okay, doesn't a man as big as dad know this?" King Mo Dong was speechless. Does his image in his daughter's mind mean that he is someone who doesn't know how to repay kindness?
This cotton-padded jacket is leaking!
After hearing these words, Mo Jiuyou walked out of the door with confidence, but before turning the corner, he still glanced at Gu Yan secretly and then left.
Now there are only two people left on the field, Gu Yan and Demon King.
Gu Yan had a smile on his face, knowing that his father-in-law had something to say to him.
"My dear friend Gu Yan, I'll thank you for your kindness. I'll have two drinks with you! Hahaha..." Mo Jiuyou pulled Gu Yan's shoulders and came to sit down at the wine table.
King Mo Dong poured a glass of wine for Gu Yan.
"Uncle, you're welcome." Gu Yan cupped his hand.
"My little friend, let me toast you!"
The two raised their hands to clink glasses and drank the wine in one gulp.
After a while, the two of them also got into a fight.
"Little friend, for your great contribution in saving my daughter, I definitely can't just give you the title of guest in the Demon King's Mansion. Tell me, what do you want? I'll give it to you!" said the Demon King boldly.
In his opinion, he is a majestic immortal saint, and even the shit Daluo Jinxian monks are fighting for.
So there is no worry about not being able to get what Gu Yan wants.
"This junior just saved Miss Jiuyou without any intention of repaying anything in return." Gu Yan cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Why, are you looking down on me?!" King Mo Dong looked at Gu Yan with a smile on his face.
Gu Yan had to accept this gift. If he didn't accept it, the favor his daughter owed him would be a big deal.
This is the thought in the mind of the Demon King.
"No... uncle misunderstood, I really don't need it." Gu Yan explained.
He is the mighty Emperor Yan Tian, and immortal saints line up to grab every piece of shit he poops. What good things can the Demon King give him? A piece of stuff that's worse than shit?
"Hmph! I'll give you a hundred-thousand-year-old blood magic ginseng!" The Demon King patted the table and said loudly.
This 100,000-year-old Blood Demon Ginseng is very rare, and it is very precious in front of the Immortal Saint. It is difficult to find a big Luo Golden Immortal, let alone a small Golden Immortal.
Gu Yan nodded. It seemed that the Demon King could still come up with something higher than his shit, but to him it was just shit with spices added.
Seeing the other party nodding, the Demon King said excitedly: "You agreed?"
If only one blood magic ginseng could exchange for the separation between Gu Yan and his daughter, then he would still be very willing.
He must not let others touch his little cotton-padded jacket! The little cotton-padded jacket belongs only to you!
"No." Gu Yan shook his head.
"What exactly do you want?!" The Demon King's face instantly turned cold.
How tempting is the Blood Demon Ginseng to Daluo Jinxian? It is no different from the temptation of the immortal elixir to mortals, but the boy in front of him refused. This can only show that he has a deeper conspiracy...
"You must have fallen in love with my daughter, right?!" The Demon King said coldly, with a complicated look in his eyes.
"People of the Ming Dynasty don't speak secret words, that's right." Gu Yan nodded.
Hearing these words, the Demon King lost his composure and released a terrifying sense of oppression towards Gu Yan.
He did not use all his strength, for fear of killing Gu Yan if he used all his strength, but only used the momentum that was just enough to oppress Daluo Jinxian.
But what surprised him was that Gu Yan remained calm and relaxed.
A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Demon King, and he increased his intensity.
Gu Yan still looked indifferent.
The Demon King became more and more shocked, and slowly increased his momentum. When he reached the early stage of the Immortal Saint, the Ancient Flame Emperor finally began to sweat a little, but he still held his chest straight.
Of course, Gu Yan deliberately pretended to be sweating because he was afraid that the other party would notice something strange.
The Demonic King continued to increase his momentum, and when he reached the middle stage of Immortal Saint, Gu Yan finally "couldn't stand it anymore" and fell on the table.
Seeing this scene, the Demon King stopped suppressing, looked at Gu Yan who was lying on the table, nodded and said: "Boy, you are very good."
