Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1252 Tenderness and Ignorance

"Bastard, heartbroken, hateful guy, didn't you say there is a meeting ceremony? Why didn't my aunt see a single hair?"

"We don't lack anything, so why bother so much? Besides, Yang Xuan can come back alive and become so powerful, it can be regarded as the best gift God has given us."

"Yes, sister Shen, don't be angry, sister can assure you that Yang Xuan must have prepared a special gift for us sisters in private."

In the Ziwei Bieyuan, apart from Shen Yue who was upset, Su Ziyao, Xia Yuwei, Fang Qingxue, Gu Qingying, Yi Xiuer and other girls all had happy smiles on their faces.

"Hmph, I'm not angry, and it's okay to be angry with him."

Shen Yuexin curled her lips, and immediately yelled at Yang Xuan who was being worshiped by countless disciples of Sword God Palace: "Hey, brat, how long are you going to stay there?"

"It's been a long time, you little pepper is still so aggressive when you talk, I'm also your man, your husband, can't you respect me?"

Yang Xuan smiled, and didn't feel angry, his eyes flicked over Shen Yuexin, Xia Yuwei, Fang Qingxue, Gu Qingying, Yi Xiuer, and after nodding to the girls one by one, they finally came to Su Ziyao.

Similarly, Su Ziyao was also looking at him, and the eyes of the two of them met in an instant. Although they didn't say anything, there was a lingering affection in each of their eyes.

"If you have a wife like this, what can a husband ask for?"

There was tenderness in Yang Xuan's eyes, and he felt guilty at the same time. After a while, he said: "Yao'er, you have suffered a lot during this time."

"We are not bitter, but you, this farewell is white-haired. I really don't know what you have experienced in the Palace of Eternal Life."

Su Ziyao shook her head again and again, her eyes blurred with tears, she really wanted to ask Yang Xuan why he had changed so much, but the words turned into a question, "I'm coming back this time, won't I go?"

"No, we will never be separated again."

Yang Xuan nodded heavily, then smiled again, "Come on, give me a smile for my husband, on such a happy day, you should smile more."

"With so many people watching, people don't smile. Even if they want to laugh, they will only smile at you."

Having said that, Su Ziyao smiled through tears, she was so beautiful, Rao Yang Xuan was used to seeing all kinds of stunning beauty in the world, so she couldn't help but be infatuated for a while.

Su Ziyao may not be the most beautiful and outstanding among all the girls, but her beauty comes from her heart, and it only blooms for him, and she is also the one who understands him best among all the girls except Qin Lan.

"What are you looking at?"

Su Ziyao's pretty face turned hot, and she gave a slight annoyance.

"Ahem, of course it's my Yao'er, not to mention, my Yao'er really looks more and more beautiful."

Yang Xuan laughed.

"Grumpy."

Su Ziyao snorted, then suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "Why are you the only one coming back, and where are the others?"

"I came quickly, everyone is behind, I guess I will be back soon."

While speaking, his eyes glanced over at He Shiming and others, and several luxuriously dressed young men appeared on the Ziwei Peak again, so Yang Xuan didn't have to figure out what the other party was planning.

He Shiming and the others were not low in cultivation, and they all noticed Yang Xuan's sweeping gaze. Just when they thought Yang Xuan was about to speak, Yang Xuan shifted his gaze elsewhere.

This is ignorance, complete ignorance. Although He Shiming and others were angry, they did not dare to speak out to criticize. They all just secretly looked at the young man in their eyes.

Eighteen or nineteen years old, with no aura fluctuations on his body, no one would regard him as a master if he looked at him.

But just such a young man was able to wave down the spiritual rain, which raised the cultivation base of many Sword God Palace disciples collectively to a small level.

"My son, how did you do it!?"

He Shiming's eyes flickered. No matter how talented a person is, no matter how fast his cultivation speed is, it will take more than a hundred years to go from the state of divine power to the state of supremacy, and then to the state of seizing the sky, which has never happened in the past.

It can be seen that the means used by Yang Xuan have clearly reached this level.

This is the Duotian realm that Duotiandi created for his own use, and it unexpectedly appeared on such a young man.

No, maybe there is no need to describe Yang Xuan as a young man. After all, this boy has been cultivating in the Hall of Eternal Life for a hundred years. In terms of age, he is even much older than him, a true disciple of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

"Yes, I am still young. The reason why I am not as good as him now is that my practice is still young. If you give me a certain amount of time, if you give me the same chance as him, I will never be worse than him."

Thinking about it, He Shiming couldn't hide his frustration in his heart. No matter how conceited he was, no matter how high he thought of himself, his face had already lost the arrogance of the past, and he didn't dare to look down on the young man in white clothes and white hair in front of him. for the enemy.

At least, the current him is far from being able to fight against it.

How can a small Supreme be against a Daotian Realm cultivator?
It is true that there are many evildoers who can leapfrog to fight, but most of them happen to low-level fighters.

It can be said that if a supreme being tries to challenge Duotian's power, it is purely death, without any possibility.

"What should we do? Can we leave now!?"

The young man in yellow felt bitter in his heart, he was already stuttering and couldn't speak very clearly.

He forced himself to raise his head calmly, but he couldn't hide the horror in his eyes, and murmured: "It's over, we're over, with this son's strength, Zuo, Elder Zuo may not be able to restrain him anymore! "

"Shut up, it's all your fault, if you weren't always instigating and instigating by my side, if it weren't for your dirty mouth, how could I provoke such an enemy for no reason?"

He Shiming scolded, wishing he could slap the young man in yellow to death, this guy kept whispering in his ears how beautiful Su Ziyao and the other female elders were, how stunning and amazing they were.

It's good now, the men come back strong, maybe they will come down to settle accounts with them soon.

"It's senior brother, you are greedy for beauty, how can you blame me?"

The young man in yellow yelled that he was wronged, and he didn't want to take the blame.

This pot is really too big, even a mere ordinary disciple of the Sword Pavilion of the High Heaven can't afford it.

No matter how proud the world is, everyone regards Yang Xuan as an enemy and is in awe of him. How can he dare to challenge Yang Xuan, a little monk who has not even concentrated his divine power in the death realm?

Not to mention challenging, he doesn't even have the courage to face Yang Xuan squarely now, the other party's eyes are sharp and deep, even though he didn't even look at him directly, he still has an inexplicable fear deep in his heart.

"This kid is definitely a ruthless person! He is definitely a murderer without blinking an eye!"

The young man in yellow couldn't stop screaming in his heart, and lowered his head unconsciously for a moment, as if he was afraid of being seen by the other party.

(End of this chapter)