On the correct way for little fairies to descend from heaven

Chapter 300 Linyuan Sword (2)

Ya Xiao?

The boy frowned, the name seemed familiar.

Is there any portal named Ya in the realm of comprehension?

Not impressed.

Ya Wuque suddenly opened his smiling face: "By the way, others call father 'Zun Shang'."

The boy's fingers clenched tightly.

That's right, there is no portal named Ya in the cultivation world, but there is in the demon world.

Ya Xiao, Ya Xiao...

Isn't it the name of the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm!
The young man had preconceived ideas, he only thought of being able to enter Ningyang Mountain, and he thought it might be some big cultivator, but he really didn't expect that Ya Wuque, who was about his age in front of him, was a demon!

Ya Xiao is his father, so he is the Young Lord of the Demon Clan?

The young man clenched his fist, drew a sword out of thin air, and shouted: "Die, demon!"

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"What's going on with the people in Ningyang Mountain?
"Hey! I saved you just now! Are you treating your savior like this?" Ya Wuque quickly dodged and shouted.

"It's useless to talk too much, die, Demon Race!" The young man turned cold.

"Stinky boy, what's wrong with you! Listen to what people say!" Ya Wuque decided not to hold back anymore, turned around and punched the boy, blowing him away.

The power of this punch was so overbearing, Ya Wuque thought he had absorbed a lot of force, and he didn't hit the young man's vitals, when the young man fell to the ground, he still almost fainted from the pain, his ribs were almost broken.

The young man's long sword was also full of cracks, smashed to the ground and shattered.

"Can you listen to me? Don't use swords and swords if you don't agree with me. It's not good to fight!" Ya Wuque curled his lips, as if complaining.

The young man gritted his teeth: "The skills are inferior to others, I lost. If you want to kill or cut, listen to it!"

Ya Wuque squatted down, blinked his eyes: "I won't kill you, don't worry! I just want to ask you, do you know Zhan Linyuan?"

"Why are you looking for him?"

Ya Wuque propped his face with his palm: "Didn't you say, he is my younger brother!"

"Nonsense." The young man turned his eyes away, not looking at him, "How could he be related to the demons?"

"It's true!" Ya Wuque was a little anxious, and gestured with open arms, "Father said it! I and Zhan Linyuan are siblings, and my mother used to practice in Ningyang Mountain..."

"Stop!" The young man shouted, after a long silence, he said again, "What's your mother's name?"

Ya Wuque was taken aback: "I don't know, she left early. It's just that sometimes my father calls her—A Jin..."

"Zhan Sujin." The boy suddenly raised his head, stared at Ya Wuque, and spit out the name word by word.

"What?" Ya Wuque was a little confused.

"This is your mother's name." The boy felt that his throat was extremely dry.

There seemed to be some sound approaching in the distance.

The young man struggled to get up, and looked at Ya Wuque: "You should leave here quickly. Someone is coming. If someone finds out that the young master of the Demon Race is here... Even if your father comes in person, he will not be able to save you." you."

Ya Wuque was a little embarrassed.

Although the boy's words unexpectedly made him want to believe, but Ya Wuque never forgot what was his purpose of coming all the way to Ningyang Mountain.

"I haven't found Zhan Linyuan yet! I haven't found my brother yet!"

The boy seemed to bend his lips: "Are all the demons so stupid? Don't worry, one day, he will come to you. I promise."

(End of this chapter)