Because Zhenjun Qinghui killed many people, Hu Miaomiao was over-stressed and vomited to the point of confusion.
Therefore, in order to make her happy, Zhenjun Qinghui finally took her away from Piaomiao Peak after a year and went to the world of immortal cultivation, but the time limit was only half a day.
Fengbo City is under the jurisdiction of the Tianyi Sect. There are many fewer monks than before, and they all look panicked when they see them.
On the street, there were scattered monks setting up stalls, and two young monks were chatting.
"Hey, have you heard that the sect leader of Tianyi Sect is really dead, and it was the same one who killed him!"
"Who would have thought that a generation of sword masters would also be possessed by demons? I heard that several other major sects have joined forces privately to eliminate demons and defend the Way."
"I'm going to find a place to hide after I finish the show today..."
After hearing their conversation, Zhenjun Qinghui's eyes flashed with a dark evil spirit. Just as he was about to walk over, he was held by Hu Miaomiao's hand.
"Master, please let them go." Hu Miaomiao held his hand tightly and begged: "I will always be with you in the future. Don't kill anyone again!"
True Lord Qinghui wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly: "Okay, Master will listen to you."
The two young monks didn't know it yet, but they had just passed death.
Suddenly, a person walked slowly from the front.
He has a face like a crown jade, a pair of slender red phoenix eyes, wearing a black robe embroidered with gold, a sword on his waist, a half-smile at the corner of his mouth, and a bohemian temperament.
When Zhenjun Qinghui saw him, his expression changed slightly, and he silently squeezed Hu Miaomiao's little hand.
"Senior brother?" When Hu Miaomiao saw him, his eyes were full of tears and he murmured: "That's great, you're not dead..."
Xue Qingcang looked at her, his eyes fell on the two people's clasped hands, he paused slightly, and said with raised lips: "Master, long time no see!"
"You are so lucky that you didn't die even if you fell off a cliff, and you even learned the magic path again."
"Yes, I didn't die. I let Master down."
Both of them have become demons, they are very familiar with each other's aura, and they can guess their respective fates.
True Lord Qinghui was full of evil spirits and said with a smile: "Qingcang, my good disciple, my master is going to become a Taoist couple with Miaomiao. Are you here to congratulate me?"
Xue Qingcang's face was gloomy and he sneered: "Master, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? I'm here to get the golden elixir back."
"It's been a year and you're still so overestimating your abilities."
True Lord Qinghui shook his head slightly, as if he still didn't take him to heart. This arrogant attitude really annoyed Xue Qingcang.
"Miaomiao, just wait obediently. I will kill your senior brother right now and leave his body intact."
"No! Don't fight!" Hu Miaomiao cried, not wanting to see anyone die again.
Zhenjun Qinghui sighed slightly and kissed her gently on her face, as if to declare his sovereignty, "Don't be afraid, no one will stop us from getting married."
Xue Qingcang was so excited by him that he couldn't bear it anymore and took the lead.
As soon as the two started fighting, all the surrounding vendors dispersed and all the shops closed their doors, for fear of being affected and innocent lives lost.
Zhenjun Qinghui has already ascended halfway, and his sword skills are unparalleled in the world of immortals. His strength is extremely powerful, which makes all the major sects afraid. Therefore, they know that he has done many evil things, but they dare not easily encircle and suppress him.
Xue Qingcang was taught by the Supreme Lord of the Demon World and practiced the most powerful demonic skills. Although his cultivation was slightly inferior, the demonic energy in his Dantian was like a vast ocean and could consume the opponent to death.
In this battle, the two fought all the way from Fengbo City to beyond the sky. The sharp sword energy split the sky several times, revealing a corner of the outer world.
Countless monks were pressed to the ground by Nascent Soul's powerful aura, with blood and energy surging all over their bodies, and they vomited blood.
Moreover, they did not dare to look up, let alone watch the battle. If they could survive, it would be a great blessing among misfortunes.
Hu Miaomiao was frightened. She didn't expect that they would fight to death even if they disagreed. When she was about to chase after him, she was blocked by a woman in hot clothes.
"You...who are you?"
Cai Qing looked her up and down and said with a distorted expression: "She is indeed quite pretty. No wonder she fascinated both the master and the disciple."
When Hu Miaomiao saw that the person coming was not kind, she immediately wanted to run away, but she grabbed her hair and moaned in pain.
"Still screaming? You won't be able to scream anymore soon!" Cai Qing was extremely jealous of her beauty and took her to the devil world.
"Where is this and what do you want to do?"
This place is a deserted place, everything is gray, and except for wandering monsters, there is no living thing to be seen.
Hu Miaomiao was dragged and thrown by her, and fell to the ground helplessly. Her palms and knees were scratched, and traces of blood spilled out.
"Help!" Hu Miaomiao wanted to run away, but she pushed her to the ground and slapped her hard.
Covering her red and swollen face, Hu Miaomiao felt sad and cried pitifully.
Cai Qing sneered, showing no pity for her, "Stop shouting, this is my cave, no one will come to save you even if you shout until your throat is broken."
In fact, Cai Qing could have killed her with one sword without taking her back to the demon world, but for some reason, he always felt that this was not satisfying enough.
Cai Qing asked herself that she was beautiful and had a hot figure, but she couldn't even get a look from Xue Qingcang, so she wanted to know what kind of woman he liked.
Now it seems that it is nothing more than that.
"What else do you have besides this face?" Cai Qing pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head, rubbing her face with his sharp nails.
"How did you seduce their master and apprentice? Did it rely on face or body?"
"Zhenjun Qinghui loves you so much, you have been fucked by her a long time ago, right? With a body as unclean as yours, you still dare to seduce the Holy Son?"
The more Cai Qing talked, the angrier he became. He didn't believe that he would lose to a flirtatious woman, so he pinched her arm and suddenly opened her sleeves.
"How is that possible?" Cai Qing was extremely surprised when he saw the trace of palace sand on her arm and asked, "Are you still a virgin?"
Hu Miaomiao struggled hard and covered her arms with her sleeves. She was so frightened that her whole body was shaking and she couldn't say a word.
In fact, Zhenjun Qinghui also thought about taking her body, but she threatened her with death several times and even slit her throat, which finally gave him a break.
To this day, she still has scars on her throat, showing how deep the wounds were.
Cai Qing became more and more jealous, pulled out a dagger, gritted his teeth and said, "Sure enough, I should kill you!"
Hu Miaomiao closed her eyes tightly, thinking she was dead, but the expected severe pain did not come. Instead, she heard the sound of the dagger falling to the ground.
When she opened her eyes, a male cultivator rushed towards Cai Qing and scolded Cai Qing: "Who told you to attack her? Do you want to die?"
Cai Qing was unconvinced, "Brother, the Holy Son will not kill me for her!"
Immediately, Cai Qing wanted to take action, but the next moment, her arm was cut off by a murderous sword energy.
"ah--"
Cai Qing held her bloody broken arm and kept howling in pain.
"It's so noisy."
When Caifeng saw Xue Qingcang's return, he immediately covered his sister's mouth and dragged her out while confessing.
Hu Miaomiao looked at Xue Qingcang blankly, tears flowing silently, and murmured: "Senior brother..."
