Breaking through Thunderbolt with martial arts

Chapter 508 Fengge's Lonely Submission
"Yi'er?"

After Yuan Wuji and Zhuqueyi came in, Jiuying's eyes fell on Zhuqueyi, with an uncontrollable surprise on his face.

Obviously did not expect Suzaku Yi to be mixed with Yuan Wuji.

Afterwards, Jiu Ying directly pulled Suzaku Yi behind him, stared at Yuan Wuji warily, and asked coldly, "Why are you with Yi'er?"

After finishing speaking, Suzaku Yi turned around and asked, "Yi'er, he didn't do anything to you, did he? If there is anything wrong, the Holy Mother will protect you."

"Ha!" Seeing Jiuying's vigilant expression, Yuan Wuji smiled silently, and said in his heart: You are indeed worthy of being the actress of the past, and I will believe that you really care and love Suzakuyi after watching it.

"Holy Mother, he hit me."

Although Suzakuyi was embarrassed to go into too much detail, she was not prepared to make Yuan Wuji feel better, and then whispered in Jiuying's ear, not knowing what to sue.

At this moment, Yuan Wuji had already looked at Jian Langya and the others.

"Feng Mo is dead, Jian Langya, why don't you hurry up and bury him in peace, are you going to let his corpse die in the wilderness?"

Yuan Wuji glanced at Fengmo's state, and he already understood Jiuying's purpose in finding him back.

"Just state your request to save the Demon Father."

Jian Langya's deep and magnetic voice came from his mouth, and he seemed to have great confidence in Yuan Wuji.

"Ha, Jian Langya, you really value me!"

Yuan Wuji approached a few steps, squinted his eyes slightly, and said: "Using the ultimate move at the cost of depleting the demon soul, in his state, it is because someone has cast a secret method to keep the soul and body alive, but this is not for a long time. It seems that there is only half a day left to live, Jian Langya, you should prepare the coffin."

Jian Langya's eyes darkened, he clenched his fists tightly, and after a while, he still said unwillingly: "Could it be that even you can't help it? Don't you have the ability to bring the dead back to life?"

"I have the ability to bring the dead back to life, but why should I help you?"

Seeing Jian Langya's natural appearance, Yuan Wuji said indifferently, he, Yuan Wuji, is not the type to let others get what they want.

"This!" Jian Langya was stunned for a moment, and then said eagerly: "We can make a deal, what do you need, I will get it for you."

"Oh? Can you really do anything?"

Yuan Wuji looked Jian Langya up and down for a while, Jian Langya looked uncomfortable, and Gu Xinglei behind Jian Langya even opened his mouth, looking at Jian Langya with nervous eyes.

But Jiuying on the side showed a touch of joy and playfulness, but Suzakuyi on the side opened his mouth, feeling unbearable.

From her point of view, Jian Langya is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger. Although Jian Langya is strong and fierce, to Yuan Wuji, he is still just a lamb.

"Speak up!"

Jian Langya bit his lip, he didn't care about Jiu Ying's playful eyes, and he didn't care about Gu Xinglei's opening his mouth, and said firmly.

Hearing these words, Yuan Wuji suddenly leaned in front of Jian Langya, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, at this moment, the distance between the two was less than an inch, and as Yuan Wuji spoke, a gust of hot air sprayed on Jian Langya's face, "Then, What if it was you?"

Yuan Wuji's eyes were fixed on Jian Langya, and the playful look on his face became stronger.

Taking advantage of other people's danger is Yuan Wuji's favorite thing to do.

Looking at the person close at hand, Jian Langya clenched his fists and bit his lips tightly, suppressing the urge to slash someone, and was about to answer, but saw Yuan Wuji suddenly turn around, no longer the previous joke, his voice returned to indifference, his face changed It's so fast, it's jaw-dropping.

"It will take a long time and a lot of money to save Fengmo. All I can do now is keep his body and soul alive, and you..."

Yuan Wuji paused for a moment, then said: "In the meantime, just be the sword maid for me."

"it is good!"

Hearing that the other party didn't have that intention, Jian Langya's heart relaxed slightly, and at the same time he couldn't wait to reply, for fear that Yuan Wuji would go back on his word.

Asking for others, Jian Langya no longer had the arrogance of the past at this time.

The moment Jian Langya agreed, Yuan Wuji raised his arms, and a long sword wrapped in a sword pouch fell into Jian Langya's hands, "You must keep this sword safe for me."

After finishing speaking, a blood mirror appeared in Yuan Wuji's hand, and as he pinched his hand, the blood mirror projected a bloody light, covering the gap on the sword.

As the blood light spread, after wrapping the whole person on the sword, an illusory marriage appeared along with the blood light, and finally fell into the blood mirror under the surprised eyes of several people.

"The blood mirror can keep Feng Mo's soul intact, and during this period, I will find a way to save him. There is nothing wrong now, so you should go outside and guard."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Wuji turned his back.

Although the devil father hadn't been rescued yet, but he was relieved to keep the devil's soul alive, and Jian Langya and Gu Xinglei left with him.

After the outsiders left, Yuan Wuji looked at Jiuying with an ambiguous smile on his face, "I haven't seen you for a few days, the Holy Mother is so radiant!"

"Yi'er, you leave first, the Holy Mother will seek justice for you."

Jiuying snorted, squeezed Zhuqueyi's hand, and said.

Suzakuyi made a funny face at Yuan Wuji, and then bounced away, obviously thinking that Jiuying would definitely speak for her, but she obviously didn't understand Jiuying's real status.

Seeing Zhuqueyi's brisk appearance, Yuan Wuji said with emotion: "Yi'er is really a strange child."

"Yuan Wuji, I'm warning you, don't think about Yi'er."

Jiuying's expression became solemn, and he shouted in a cold voice.

Yuan Wuji was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Jiuying with great interest, touched his chin at the same time, and said unexpectedly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, the Holy Mother's temper has increased!"

"Yuan Wuji, don't change the subject, Yi'er is my daughter, and it's not your turn to discipline her."

After finishing speaking, Jiuying said bitterly again: "Yuan Wuji, behind my back, you even used the Demon King's battle seal to hold the book of surrender, you are really heartless!"

Obviously, Jiuying was really angry about this matter.

She is the master of the Netherworld, and now, she is riding on her head by a little girl who was once under her control, and the mother of that little girl was even severely humiliated by him.

Now, being empowered by their mother and son, how could it be good for her.

"So you're worried about that."

Yuan Wuji stretched out his hand to hold Jiuying's hand, and pulled him into his arms, "Don't worry, your position will not be shaken."

"I'm not worried about myself, but I am worried about our child. If one day he is born, he has to live a life of being bullied. How can I bear it?"

Jiuying's side face was pressed against Yuan Wuji's heart, his expression softened, and his mother's brilliance seemed to be sincere, as if he really thought about the child in his womb.

However, although Yuan Wuji gently comforted Jiuying, everything in his eyes was clear. How could he be deceived by Jiuying's rhetoric? However, this contact made him understand that Jiuying might not know about infinite things, otherwise Never such a gesture.

Thinking of this, Yuan Wuji said again, "Don't worry, when the child is born, I will arrange everything for my husband, and I won't let you mother and child feel wronged."

As he said, Yuan Wuji lowered his head slowly and kissed deeply.

Temporarily pacifying Jiuying, Yuan Wuji went back to the secret room to retreat, preparing to transform into a second soul, and use Ye Xiaochai's windmill to go back to the past.

　The weather here has cooled down recently, typing hands are prone to stiffness, and the meridians are not active, so it needs to be warmed up after typing for a while!pain!The third depends on the situation, cry...

　　
　
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