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Chapter 289: I don’t envy mandarin ducks, I just love arranging flowers!

But speaking of it, although the camps are different, many people in the Demon Palace have a good impression of this human god of death. Thanks to this man, there have been many rising stars in the Demon Palace in recent years.

You know why, in the final analysis, this person is too bloody. He destroyed three tribes in a row, killed countless people, and buried millions of corpses under the battlefield. He gave birth to endless evil spirits of wronged souls. He actually produced indescribable changes and gave birth to many people. Evil spirits and foreign objects have turned those battlefields into extremely sinister and strange places. Even the Great Yan Dynasty cannot save it once and for all. They can only list it as a forbidden area and try their best to block it. Every year, they mobilize troops and mobilize people to organize Buddhist and Taoist Dharma gatherings to carry out salvation. Dissolve!

However, these places of death that are kept away from strangers are rare practice treasures for people in the demonic way. Countless demons have died there over the years, and quite a few of them were found to be ruthlessly suppressed by the Great Yan guards stationed there because they overestimated their capabilities. Killed, but mostly because he was too greedy, he encountered unknown unknowns in those battlefields, and stayed there forever, becoming one of the countless corpses and ghosts, and eventually evolved into one of the opportunities for those who came after him!

Of course, there are also many people who have received huge benefits and surged in their cultivation, which has contributed greatly to the vigorous development of the Demonic Way in recent years. Even the Demonic Palace covets those battlefields. For this reason, it has fought against the Righteous Way headed by Xuanxin Zhengzong I don’t know how many games!
  "So how did you recognize me?" Zhang Chuba asked curiously.

Qiye said: "There is a portrait of you in Teacher Jing's study."

A battlefield killing god like Zhang Chuba, if possessed by the devil, would be simply the chosen son of the devil. At that time, Liu Dao passed away, Qiye was young, and the devil palace declined. For the sake of the Yin Yue Dynasty, Jing Wuyuan went to the capital in person, hoping to recruit Zhang On the eighth day of the lunar month, it was a pity that he was rejected. However, he did not yell at the people in the Demon Palace like other people. Instead, he warmly entertained him and had a good conversation. They all admired the other person's knowledge and felt that they had met each other late.

In this way, Jing Wuyuan lived in the capital for a long time, and he was reluctant to leave until the Demon Palace came to summon him.

After he returned to the Demon Palace, he mentioned it to Qiye many times and left a portrait in memory of him. This left a deep impression on Qiye, so he recognized him as soon as they met!
  "He."

Zhang Chuba was stunned, and then asked familiarly: "Is he okay?"

"Master Jing is very good!" the evil dragon replied with some respect.

Qiye was gently lifting Xiaoxue up. After a brief exploration, he frowned slightly and fed her a pill, then transferred magic power to speed up the healing process.

"Oh, I still remember that I met him in the summer five years ago. Now that I think about it, it seems like it was the next day." Zhang Chuba sighed.

"Why don't you follow us back to the Demon Palace? Master Jing will definitely be very happy to see you." Shura said casually.

"Forget it, humans and demons cannot stand. Although I don't care about this, I still have to have a proper stance." Zhang Chuba declined with a slight smile.

"Just a guest..."

"Cough cough..."

The scholar coughed repeatedly and his eyelids trembled. He woke up with a painful murmur. Shura frowned and secretly said a pity. He silently watched Xiaoqian crying with joy and threw himself on the scholar: "Scholar, wake up!"

The scholar looked at Xiaoqian blankly and said in a daze: "Am I not dead? Why..."

"You're not dead, you're still alive and well. It was the Taoist priest who saved you!" Xiaoqian said with red eyes.

"Daoist?"

The scholar murmured, then woke up completely, and then struggled to get up.

"No, you just woke up..."

Xiaoqian pressed down gently, trying to stop him, but was unable to overcome the scholar's stubbornness and had no choice but to help him up.

Facing Zhang Chuba, the scholar bowed down and said with a bitter look on his face: "Taoist Master, you saved me again. I really don't know how to repay you!"

Zhang Chuba raised his empty hand and sent out a burst of spiritual energy to lift him up. He chuckled and said, "Isn't this a stranger? We are all friends and we should help each other!"

The scholar felt ashamed when he heard this. Although they were friends, in the final analysis it was just a chance encounter. This journey had really caused a lot of trouble for Zhang Chuba and others. He felt really sorry: "I..."

"Xiaoqian, come back with me."

Qiye hugged Xiaoxue to Shura and interrupted the scholar's pretentiousness with a cold voice.

"No." Xiaoqian refused without thinking: "The scholar is not fully recovered yet, I want to stay with him until I see him fully recovered!"

Qiye frowned: "Don't forget the hundred-day period!"

"I'm not healed yet?"

The scholar panicked when he heard this, but was immediately filled with new questions: "What is the hundred-day period?" He looked at Xiaoqian, his eyes burning. "nothing……"

Xiaoqian lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Wu Jian said: "Xiaoqian swore to the Demon God that she would find true love within a hundred days. Tomorrow is the deadline. If she cannot find her true love before then, she must return to the Demon Palace, otherwise she will be wiped out!"

When he was about to finish speaking, he found that Shura was glaring at him fiercely, which made him very confused. He didn't know how he had offended this hot pepper!

"Xiaoqian, is what he said true?" the scholar asked hurriedly, worried.

"This……"

"answer me!"

The scholar grabbed Xiaoqian's arms, his eyes flushed with anxiety. The fervent and unadulterated true feelings moved Xiaoqian's heart, and she secretly felt guilty. She nodded and admitted, "Yes."

The scholar was silent, with a look of distress on his face, but worried about gain and loss: "Why didn't you tell me..."

"I don't want you to worry..." Xiaoqian Aiai said.

"fool……"

The scholar's eyes softened, and he moved her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

Qiye frowned slightly, and Shura immediately urged him coldly: "Okay, time is running out, Xiaoqian, come with us quickly!"

"I do not……"

Xiaoqian subconsciously stepped back with a stubborn look on her face. When the scholar saw this, he immediately stepped forward and blocked her firmly behind him.

"Step aside."

Qiye shouted coldly, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the overbearing demonic power was as heavy as a mountain, pressing straight towards the scholar!

The dragon and the tiger stride, approaching coldly.

Zhang Chuba stepped in obliquely and stood in front of Qiye. He wiped his cold sweat and said with a forced smile: "He is a newbie and is not sensible. But if there is a conflict, I hope Qiye Saint Lord will take it for my sake. Don't be surprised. Forgiveness means..."

Qiye stopped and looked at him with gloomy eyes. Suddenly, the demonic power dissipated, and he said indifferently: "I want to take Xiaoqian away!"

"no!"

"I do not go!"

The scholar and Xiaoqian spoke in unison, they really had the same hatred and the same hatred as husband and wife!

Boom!

The demonic energy is swirling, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sword is slashing the sky, and the stars are swaying!
  Zhang Chuba let out a muffled groan, and the martial arts body suddenly emerged. He didn't take a step back, as calm as a mountain, but his back was wet!
  He blushed and said with difficulty: "If you have something to say, there is no need to get into a fight. They are young and dizzy, and they treat the sentient being as full of water. I will go and persuade them. I believe they can understand your painstaking efforts."

"It's work."

Shura arrogantly spoke out.

Qiye's eyes darkened when he heard the words. The next moment, the sky and the earth became bright again, and the stars reappeared.

Zhang Chuba wiped his sweat again, breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and came to the two scholars, and whispered: "Scholar, don't be stubborn, let Xiaoqian go, otherwise the devil... Qiye Shengjun will come again If you get angry, I really can't protect you!"

When the scholar heard this, his blood rushed to his head, and he scratched his neck and said: "I don't need your protection, even if I die, I will be with Xiaoqian!"

(End of this chapter)