"Master and I will leave?"

The light in the cave was dim, and half of Zhou Xuanlan's face was hidden in the darkness, and his facial features were deep and three-dimensional.

Shen Liuji hesitated and asked, "Have we kissed each other before?"

Some fragments flashed through his mind before, under an ancient tree in the sky, it seemed that the person in front of him locked him in his arms and kissed him.

He was startled by the sudden memory and was stunned and didn't push anyone away.

Zhou Xuanlan's lips curled slightly and kissed his fair and smooth forehead, "Master kissed me like this."

"That's true, it's not you,"

Chen Liuyi wondered when he had ever been so intimate with someone, "Who is that?"

Zhou Xuanlan's smile froze on his face.

Isn't it him? Could it be...

A series of names appeared in his mind unconsciously. He was silent for a moment, feeling a little aggrieved and helpless, "Why did Master provoke so many people?"

Shen Liuyun looked confused.

Zhou Xuanlan saw his black eyelashes tremble slightly, his magnificent look was full of confusion, his eyes couldn't help but dim, and he spoke in a low voice: "I am the most important one, right? This is my bottom line, Master--"

The sound of the sinking sound did not answer, lowered his eyes and thought about who the person in front of him was.

What the hell is going on?

At this time, the "little fairy" secretly kissed him again while the light was dim and the surroundings were quiet.

“…”

The people on the bed suddenly moved, and everyone's faces changed and their breathing became lighter.

In the silence, the sound of the sinking sound muttered: "Little Fairy~"

Everyone: "..."

Ling Ye smiled with his eyebrows and his fingertips slightly coldly pressed his forehead, "Who are you calling me?"

Shen Liuji slowly opened his eyes, scratched his scattered black hair, got up and looked around.

When his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanlan, he paused for a moment, then moved away in a panic, and said with a puzzled look: "Why am I here?"

"Don't remember?" Lan Xiaosheng poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, "You are trapped in the sea of ​​consciousness by nightmare, so you should have some memories."

Chen Liuxiang took the teacup and took a sip, "Is that so, but I don't remember."

It must not be admitted.

The memory between senior brother and Ye Bingran is fine, the remaining one...

The hand holding the teacup shook.

Last time under the ancient tree, Zhou Xuanlan was understandable because of his magic, but this time he was awake and kissed the corner of his lips.

Is the relationship between masters and apprentices in this world like this?

The sinking sound was a little panicked.

"Master, this is a nightmare beast," Zhou Xuanlan walked closer and pulled down the black mist wrapped around his wrist.

Everyone's attention was attracted.

Lan Xiaosheng's face turned sharp and was about to ask questions. The Nightmare Beast stared at the scarlet-red eyes, and his body seemed to be pinched hard. He screamed in a blink of an eye and lost his breath.

Outside the room, Su Baiche crushed the dead leaves in his hand, looking indifferent.

Tong Xi was stunned: "You have worked hard to conquer it, and you just killed it."

Su Baiche took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the blood in his hand. "It's nothing more than two consequences. He was instigated to rebel, betrayed me, or suffered all the torture, and I would rather die than let him get rid of it in this moment, and the best of both worlds."

Tong Xi was stunned.

"It's a pity that I didn't send my memories to me."

Su Baiche threw the silk hand beside him and reached out to rub the slender eyebrows.

"But there are also gains. His memory is interfered with by the way of heaven. Do you know what it would be?"

"Also," he said with a smile, "Tong Xi, is Tiandao standing on your side?"

It was as if he was stared at by a poisonous snake in the dark. Tong Xi felt chill and he calmed down for a while, "You have crossed the line, these are not things you should consider."

Su Baiche smiled and wanted to ask again. An unresisting force came from behind him, which instantly brought him into the air.

"Why don't you say anything to Brother Wei when you come out to play?" Nan Yaoquan held his shoulder with a smile on his face.

Behind him, Wu Yuyu followed a group of people in the demon world, and his cultivation level was the most important thing, and he was obviously in trouble.

This huge movement woke countless people up.

The lights were lit up everywhere, and the disciples of various sects who were rushing out saw hundreds of demon cultivators standing in the air. When they looked at the leader, they were instantly scared to their legs.

What does the Demon Lord come to the Sword Sect to do? Could it be that he will provoke a war between the two realms?!

"Stop sleeping! The mountain guard formation is broken and the Demon Lord is coming!"

"Run quickly, the Demon Lord killed people like a slap, no one is the opponent!"

"Calm down, the sect leader of each immortal sect is here, so how will it be his turn to do the rash!"

Everyone who came to the Sword Sect to participate in the banquet was panicked until they found that there were several more figures in the air and then calmed down.

"What's the point of doing here?" Lan Xiaosheng put his hand behind him and said calmly.

"Of course I'm here to congratulate you," Nan Yaoquan grabbed Su Baiche with one hand and looked around, "Where is Taoist Jianzhen? Why don't you come out to see him?"

Ling Ye glanced at the person in his hand: "Congratulations, then congratulate us, and catch our disciples."

Seeing this, Su Baiche showed joy on Xiumei's face, tears came out of her eyes, and she said with a trembling voice: "Sect Master save me."

When I return to the Demon Realm, I have to drink a few large bowls of lotus seed soup every day...... I hate it.

The sound of the sinking sound stood in the corridor, his eyes turned to the air, and his lips were pursed.

Want to knock melon seeds, oh ~

But the snacks are all in Zhou Xuanlan's place, so it's hard to ask for them.

While he was struggling, Zhou Xuanlan appeared quietly behind him and called out: "Master."

The body shook.

Zhou Xuanlan took his hand and placed the fragrant melon seeds on it. He slid his eyelids and looked at him with dark eyes, "Why do you hide from me after Master woke up?"

Chen Liuxiang looked at him accidentally, hurriedly looked away, and said dryly: "I didn't hide," then grabbed a melon seed and ate it.

The situation in mid-air was still the same, and Nan Yaoquan confronted several sect leaders.

I don’t know what he should pay attention to. If he came to catch Su Baiche, he would not leave after he caught someone, and if he wanted to attack the Sword Sect, he would not issue orders for a long time, which made the disciples of various sects on the ground panic.

After a moment, Nan Yaoquan broke the deadlock and turned his eyes to one place, "Yi brother, come to me."

Everyone was stunned and their eyes rushed forward.

The Demon Lord actually has a righteous brother.

Who is it?

The melon seeds in his mouth suddenly stopped fragrant. Shen Liuxiang turned around and ran away without hesitation. However, Nan Yaoquan had already mastered the skills of capturing. With his slender fingers grabbed him from the air, his body was uncontrollably swept away.

An uproar occurred on the ground.

"Shen Liuliu?! It's him again!"

"Don't call him Shen Liuliu, he is the Immortal Lord Qingling Shen Liujiu."

"As a member of Qingling Sect, he is not only entangled with the Sword Sect, but also his brother to the Demon Lord? It's so incredible!"

Shen Liuji sighed slightly, but he was not panicked at all. The spirit binding technique could no longer do anything to him. If you catch him, it would not be certain who would lose and who would win or lose.

At this time, his waist tightened.

Under the moonlight, the long silk with cold silver rays scattered around the Shenliui waist, robbed him halfway and pulled him down on the eaves.

The wind roared in his ears, and the sinking sounded and staggered, almost falling. He grabbed his arm in time with one hand and held him.

"It's okay."

Some familiar voices.

The sound of the sound of the sunken eyes raised, facing a pair of clear eyes that looked like ice spirits.

The ground was silent.

Especially the disciples of the Sword Sect, as early as when Yin Ling appeared, their hearts stumbled, and they felt a sense of déjà vu. Then, when the Sword Master was waiting at Shen Liuxiang's foothold, he supported him with concern.

In an instant, it was like a basin of cold water falling from the sky, waking everyone up.

Tonight, there is only one word - cold!

"We Sword Master is so nice. Although we are very disgusted with the Immortal Lord Chen, we still cast spells to save him, haha."
To be continued...