What is the Experience of Getting Married with the Demon Emperor?

Chen Anning yawned, then glanced back at Xiao Nianqing: "Hurry back and lie down to rest, your injuries haven't healed yet, walk around freely, if the wounds open, I'll have to take care of it for you for a long time."

"Then it's up to you to deal with it." Xiao Nianqing didn't take it seriously at all: "Your medical skills are good, so I can rest assured."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Anning said with a strange expression: "Then you mean that you are willing to let me undress you for treatment again?"

Xiao Nian Qingmian Mountain was immediately covered with profound ice, frost and snow: "Get lost."

……

night.

Darkness comes.

Today's night sky is darker and more solemn than any other day in the past.

Layer after layer of mysterious dark clouds hovered in the dark sky.

The breeze was blowing, blowing the clusters of white snow on the eaves.

"That's it?"

The transmission from the companion sounded.

In the dark night, a young man was carrying a black iron scabbard on his back, staring awe-inspiringly at the dilapidated thatched hut below.

In order not to startle the enemy, they naturally did not make too much noise.

Using sound transmission, they can talk silently.

In addition, at this moment, this young man is not standing in the snow, but is hanging in the air, with a flying sword on his feet, and an orange talisman is attached to the sword of the flying sword, which is used to hide his true energy The talisman, wrapping the sword body can make the monk flying with the sword hide his figure and breath.

Of course, this talisman would be useless if dealing with those powerful people with high cultivation levels.

But things are different now.

"There are rumors that the female devil is hiding here."

Another monk flying with a sword said through sound transmission: "Brother, shall we go in?"

"It looks like a mortal's residence here." One of the female monks said softly: "Go straight in, will it..."

"It's okay."

The young man in the lead waved his hand and smiled calmly: "In order to restore her realm and heal her injuries, the female devil will definitely kill that mortal, drink blood and gnaw her bones. I'm afraid that mortal is already dead."

"What if you're still alive?" the female monk continued to ask.

"A mortal who can coexist with a demon cultivator? Either he is bewitched or his heart is evil. Just kill him."

The female monk heard the words, thought for a few seconds, and nodded: "Senior brother is not unreasonable."

"However, the female devil's cultivation is as high as the sky. Would it be too risky for us to come out without the consent of Yumeng?"

The young man in charge turned his head and stared at her sharply like a cold front: "Little Junior Sister, do you know that the female devil is now a dying candle in the wind, and she has been hunted down by us Yumeng for so long, and now she is the weakest When we don’t do it, when will we wait?”

After saying this, all the disciples of Yumeng were speechless behind him.

In fact, they all knew in their hearts that if they could kill this female devil here, it would be a great achievement.

It can even be famous in history!

How can you let go of such an opportunity?

"Remember, when you see other people, whether they are mortals or monks, as long as they are alive, they are the remnants of Wanmo Liyuan."

The young man Yujian pulled out the sharp blade behind him quietly, killing intent burst out in his eyes: "Kill them all!"

139. Xiao Nianqing Doesn't Know What Love Is

midnight.

Chen Anning had a dream.

He dreamed that he was suddenly involved in a horrific killing.

On that day, a few monks who had reached the sky came to their house with swords.

Their purpose was to kill Xiao Nianqing, and Chen Anning, who was in the same room with Xiao Nianqing, was naturally identified as the sinner for colluding with Moxiu.

He saw with his own eyes the shining sharp blade stabbing towards him.

The sword cultivator didn't even ask about Chen Anning's identity, and didn't confirm the relationship between Chen Anning and Xiao Nianqing.

Just because they lived here and Xiao Nianqing also lived here, they wanted to kill Chen Anning.

Before dying, Chen Anning only felt that this was too unreasonable.

People with great power always judge the so-called truth indiscriminately and arbitrarily. Once someone puts forward a theory that is contrary to what they think is the truth, they will brandish their sharp knives and mercilessly cut off the opponent's head.

It seems that as long as the person who opposes them dies, their views are absolutely correct.

Outrageous, rude and stupid.

however.

At the moment when Chen Anning was about to be beheaded.

Xiao Nianqing, who was supposed to take advantage of the chaos and escape, suddenly raised her hand.

Like a lord who controls the world, all the space she waved with her palm was crushed. In the blink of an eye, those monks who claimed to be from the Jade League were photographed into blood mist.

Those sharp black swords instantly shattered into small iron filings, drifted into the air, and disappeared without a trace.

Endless black air gushed out from behind Xiao Nianqing, it was an evil thing that seemed to be born from the abyss, just looking at it was enough to make people feel fear from the deepest part of the soul, it was irresistible fear.

finally.

Those Yumeng monks died so that there was not even a dregs left, and even those sharp black swords could no longer threaten Chen Anning's life.

And Chen Anning also saw it.

Just after everything was annihilated in the dark soul, Xiao Nianqing turned her head sideways.

There was endless killing intent in those blood-stained eyes.

……

"Huh...huh..."

late at night.

Chen Anning woke up from the dream.

He got up from the floor, looked around in a daze, and found that his hut was still so ordinary.

There is no puff of blood mist, no mysterious sword of Yumeng monks, no monstrous devilish energy.

Chen Anning looked to the side, and found that Xiao Nianqing sat up from the bed at some point.

"Having a nightmare?" Xiao Nianqing was still the same Xiao Nianqing, cold and noble.

Chen Anning covered her aching head, panting heavily: "I had a very strange dream."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed that you suddenly became a demon cultivator and killed all directions."

Chen Anning wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then smiled bitterly: "It also saved my life."

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Nianqing sneered disdainfully, she didn't even look at Chen Anning: "A boring dream."

"If you really suffer, I won't save you."

The corner of Chen Anning's mouth twitched twice: "Your words are still so hurtful."

"Just tell the truth."

Xiao Nianqing rolled her eyes at Chen Anning angrily: "Aside from cooking and pouring tea, you have no meaning to me."

"Good good."

Chen Anning knew how powerful Xiao Nianqing's poisonous tongue was, so he didn't intend to continue entangled with her.

Recalling the horrible dream just now, Chen Anning took a long breath, and began to care about Xiao Nianqing: "Compared to me, what's the matter with you? You don't sleep at night?"

"Look at the moon."

Xiao Nianqing looked at the bright moon outside the window: "Personal interest."

"That's really a unique interest."

Chen Anning said, and fell down again.

He just lay on the uncomfortable floor and slowly curled up.

After all, Xiao Nianqing was injured and she was a woman, Chen Anning naturally wanted to make the bed vacant.

Although he hasn't been keeping fit, Chen Anning is still a man, so sleeping on the ground is not a big problem.

"Then I'll continue to sleep." Chen Anning greeted Xiao Nianqing: "You also go to bed earlier."

"Nothing to do with you."

Xiao Nianqing said coldly, apparently too lazy to talk to Chen Anning.

Seeing her hot face and cold butt, Chen Anning didn't say anything, just continued to sleep.

What surprised him a little was that he thought it would be difficult to fall asleep again after he had just had a nightmare, but he didn't expect his consciousness to sink very quickly, and his sleepiness continued to surge, as if he was already very tired.

Time passed minute by minute.

Xiao Nianqing confirmed that Chen Anning had already fallen asleep, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

She gently raised the hand hidden under the bed quilt, looking at the shocking scar on her palm, her eyes were inexplicably strange.

Chen Anning was not dreaming.

All the scenes that happened are real.

"why?"

The moonlight streamed over the window sill and fell on the profile of the beauty.

Xiao Nianqing muttered to herself, her eyes were full of strangeness.