The ugly girl wants to be promoted to immortal

Chapter 113

Leng Yun walked to the door of Konjac's room, knocked a few times but got no response, and simply broke in, but the room was empty, and there was no one in sight.

"Where did you go?" Leng Yun said to himself, with a worried look on his face.

Konjac was walking on the deserted street, but she didn't know where she was going. She just didn't want to see Leng Yun, and she was running out secretly. Unknowingly, she came to Nangong Villa. Konjac stayed in front of the door, but hesitated whether to go in.

"Huh? Girl taro, are you here to find Jin'er?"

I don't know how it was such a coincidence, just in time for Nangong Qinghe to go out, he was both surprised and happy to see konjac.

"I……"

"Let's go, I'll take you in." Seeing Konjac's hesitant expression, Nangong Qinghe directly invited her in.

Nangong Qinghe invited Konjac into the living room and hurried out, while Nangong Jin hurried over after hearing the news.

"Little taro, why are you here?" Nangong Jin saw Konjac smiling.

"I came here because I had nothing to do. By the way, has your condition improved?" Konjac asked with concern.

Nangong Jin shook her head, and said with some disappointment: "It seems that it is difficult to cure."

"Don't be discouraged, Master will definitely find a way." Konjac comforted.

"Young Master Jin, I remember that you played the piano very well last time, why don't you teach me." I don't know why Konjac has the idea of ​​learning the piano.

"Okay." Nangong Jin readily agreed, and he couldn't be happier.

This study lasted for a few hours, and Konjac was very focused on learning. Watching the sky gradually darken, Konjac realized that he should go home.

Before leaving, Konjac greeted Nangong Qinghe, but suddenly remembered something and turned to look.

"Master Nangong, can I ask you a question?"

"If you have any questions, you can just ask, little taro." Nangong Qinghe sat down again, as if waiting for Konjac to speak.

"Master Nangong, I want to know something about the Demon Emperor, can you tell me about it?" Konjac hesitated for a moment before asking slowly.

Although Nangong Qinghe wondered why Konjac didn't ask her master directly, he still explained slowly with emotion: "Although the demon emperor is called a demon, he is more like a god. No one knows his origin, and everyone thinks he is a Legend has it that he killed countless people, some should be killed, some should not be killed, there are demons and ghosts, but he should never have killed the tree god and the ginseng mother."

"Then is he a good guy or a bad guy? Does he like someone?" Konjac continued to ask.

"This question is difficult to answer. If you don't kill people, you are not necessarily a good person, and if you kill people, you are not necessarily a bad person. We can't explain the hatred between everyone, but he can't escape the word love in the end. He died for love..."

Konjac was walking on the way home, feeling depressed and uncomfortable, and the tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes. She felt that the fate of the Demon Emperor was very sad. Although she didn't understand why he wanted to kill the person he loved, he must be in pain, but Who am I?Or is the Demon Emperor originally a sentimental person?
"Where have you been, don't you know I've been looking for you until now?"

Ever since Konjac left the gate of Nangong Villa, Leng Yun has been following behind him, and he only pretended to know nothing until he got home and asked.

"It's up to you." Konjac walked past Leng Yun with a strong tone, refusing to pay attention to his expression.

Leng Yun grabbed her wrist and went directly to the attic, but the sound of two people tearing and biting could be heard in the room.

"You didn't say hello all day when you went out, and you ignored me when you came back. It seems that you don't give you some color to show that you don't know how to behave." Leng Yun pushed the konjac on the bed and pressed it down. The sound of struggling and panting continued, and finally turned into a warm and lingering sound.

"Leng Yun, you are not allowed to touch me in the future, I already have someone I like." Konjac turned his head away, not daring to face Leng Yun at all, because this face is so beautiful, they are so similar, Konjac will I kept thinking of the gentle face of the Demon Emperor.

"Is there anyone you like?" Leng Yun looked at Konjac indifferently, turned Konjac's head forcefully, and said in a domineering tone: "No matter who you like, you have to forget it, and you can only like me in the future."

The muffled sound of "Woooo..." came from the room again, and the room was full of charm.

Today is the day of Leng Yun Wan Jian Yihong's martial arts competition. I don't know who leaked the news, and it spreads all over the city, but no one knows why they are fighting.

"I don't know if the martial arts competition is true or not, and I haven't seen anyone come here until now."

"Where there is no wind, there are no waves, look! Someone is riding a flying horse from the sky..."

"It's Wan Jian Yihong. I have long heard that he has a magical horse that can travel thousands of miles a day and fly in the sky."

"It seems that this is true. I think Wan Jian Yihong will definitely win."

"Not necessarily, Leng Yun is not a vegetarian."

Many people from various schools and sects gathered at Xilu Peak, and there were also many idlers who came to join in the fun. They were chattering, but saw a huge thing flying from the sky again, like a beast or a giant bird, approaching Only after looking at it did I realize that it was Leng Yun flying over on a egret whale.

"What is this thing? It's so big, it can fly..."

"Is this a bird or a monster?"

"This is very similar to the Demon King's monster heron whale, which is what it looks like in the legend..."

People are still chattering and discussing constantly, but they have verified a fact in their hearts, that is, the martial arts competition is indeed true.

Xiao Yu and the fortune teller were standing on a small hill. Although they were far away, they could still see clearly. What's more, there were few people here and it didn't feel so complicated. '

"Master, who do you think will win?" Konjac asked with some uncertainty.

"Hehe, whoever you think will win will win." The fortune teller said with a smile.

"How can there be such a godly thing, of course I hope..." Konjac said in general but kept silent. Even if he didn't say the following words, the fortune teller probably understood the meaning.

The fortune teller smiled faintly, and when he saw Konjac blushing, he stopped making a sound, and at this time the martial arts competition officially began.

"Leng Yun, I didn't expect you to subdue the demon king's beast heron whale." Wan Jianyihong looked at Leng Yun with a look of surprise on his face. Although he was not afraid of Leng Yun, he knew that Leng Yun was not like him. It's as simple as it looks on the surface.

"What's all the fuss about? Not only do I want to subdue his beast, I also want to get the Demon Emperor Sword." Leng Yun said with determination.

"Then you pass my level first." Wan Jian Yihong saw that Leng Yun had nothing to hide, with a disdainful expression on his face.

Above the sky, it is not only a battle between two people but also a battle between two gods and beasts. Wan Jian Yihong holds the snake-shaped sharp sword like a god of war, and the god horse below him is overlooking the sky and the earth, standing proudly.

Leng Yun sat on top of the whale with a blank expression on his face, but he heard a roar to the sky, as if the gods were startled, the thundercloud rolled and came pressing down on him, the whale's body was full of golden light, and a powerful aura that was undoubtedly comparable to the fourth uncle spread , Sweeping.

When people looked up, their surprise before had all turned into panic now, fearing that they would be affected by the golden light and escape everywhere.

Xilufeng seems to be divided into two halves, one half is for people who support Leng Yun, and the other half is for people who support Wan Jian Yihong.

"Look, the sword in Wan Jianyi's hand is the Golden Snake Sword, so why should a broken sword in Leng Yun's hand be compared to him?"

"You really don't know Taishan with your eyes. The sword in Leng Yun's hand is fierce. Back then, Leng Zhentian used that sword to subdue demons and demons, leading the world alone..."

"Hmph! No matter how powerful Leng Zhentian was, he was killed by a monster. You don't know how miserable his death was..."

His father's name kept ringing in Leng Yun's ears. At this moment, his brain seemed to be completely out of control, becoming violent and disturbed.

"Master, what's wrong with Leng Yun?" Konjac looked up into the sky, but saw Leng Yun's eyes were blood red, like a monster killing madly.

(End of this chapter)