The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

On the border, both immortals and demons suffered countless casualties, and the brown land had been dyed dark red.

The more the monks fought, the more timid they became. The demons seemed to be unafraid of death, one after another, but what about them? Is it just to protect the phoenix eggs in Yuqu Mountain? What does that have to do with them? I started to feel dissatisfied.

The elder of Yuqu Mountain was stared into a panic, returned to the station and hurriedly contacted the head to invite Venerable Moyu to come out of the mountain, but got the news that the old man was retreating... At this moment, someone stumbled into the battlefield with a woman.

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Xihe was not surprised to hear the news of the defeat in the comprehension world. Shaoheng is a demon lord and a rebel. Moreover, Mo Yu had one arm broken by her, so she had no time to take care of it. It is normal for the monks to be defeated, but the woman brought back by Shaoheng...

She frowned and put down the teacup, duk duk, the door rang twice, then creaked open, and Cheng Fan walked in.

Sitting at the table, Xihe neither got up nor spoke, and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Hua Chang..." He hesitated to speak.

"You're not celebrating in the magic palace, what are you doing here?"

At this time, the Demon Palace is holding a celebration banquet. The Demon Race won the first confrontation with the cultivation world in tens of thousands of years. Everyone is very happy. Even the streets are decorated with lights and festoons to celebrate.

She even heard someone say that His Majesty has found her sweetheart, tsk.

Seeing the faint sarcasm on her face, Cheng Fan couldn't help screaming inwardly. Hua Chang is a real strong man. If someone is dissatisfied, he really doesn't know what she will do.

Earlier he told her to move out of the magic palace and never see Shaoheng again, she listened, but this time...

"Listen to me, that's a counterfeit. Shaoheng won't take a fancy to her. It won't take long for her identity to be revealed and she will be sent away." He was very nervous and subconsciously held her steady.

There was no expression on Xihe's face: "What's her name?"

Cheng Fan opened his mouth: "...Hua Chang."

Xihe let out a 'ha', and looked away: "Get lost."

Cheng Fan was ashamed immediately, and he didn't know what to do, so he closed the door silently and left.

Xihe sat for a while, stood up and pushed the door out of the small courtyard. The street was very lively. She walked out of the city, climbed up the city wall, and looked at the dark and endless wilderness.

There were footsteps behind her, she frowned in annoyance, and turned around: "You..."

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, he froze.

The visitor was very tall, his stern face became more and more outstanding in the night, his black hair was blown flying by the night wind, his eyes met each other, her heart beat faster, why is he here.

Shaoheng glanced at her, walked to the city wall, and looked into the distance.

"..."

Xihe didn't speak, and quietly looked at the world shrouded in night.

There is a dazzling arc of light in the sky, which is the boundary between the demon world and the cultivation world. The Demon Realm and the Realm of Cultivation are not in the same realm. Above the Realm of Comprehension, there are the Realm of Spirits, the Realm of Immortals, and the Realm of God, but the Realm of Demon is independent of the three realms. It is a realm split by the ancient war between gods and demons.

The demons are inherently evil, and they are a race hated by the immortals, and they are despised here.

She thought of the late stage of the plot, when Shaoheng led the demons to fight against the Three Realms, and was finally beheaded by the male protagonist, his body was scattered, suppressed in various places, and the demons were no longer able to resist.

"So, the demons are not wrong, they are all for survival," Gouzi sighed.

Xihe didn't answer it, but couldn't help but look to her side. Before that, she didn't care, but now it's him... Shaoheng happened to look over.

The man's red eyes were cold and heartless, and his whole body was covered with a touch of blood, which made it almost impossible to breathe.

Xiheben was injured, and immediately couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood, clutching her chest and frowning, thinking that she was really troubled by many disasters, and there was no end to it.

"Hua, Yunxiang!" Cheng Fan hurried over and covered her whole body.

"How are you?" He said awkwardly to Shaoheng again, "Your Majesty, she is a little uncomfortable, and my subordinates took her away first."

Shaoheng didn't say a word, looking at the two of them, Cheng Fan quickly supported Xihe and was about to leave, Xihe avoided his outstretched hand, Cheng Fan was anxious, his eyes were full of prayers for 'Hua Chang'.

Xihe sneered twice, pushed him away, and strode away on his own.

Cheng Fan hardly dared to look into Shaoheng's eyes, lowered his head and said "I'll chase her", and hurried after her.

"Hua Chang, Hua Chang!"

Cheng Fan called Xihe to stop at a street corner.

Xihe stopped and turned around, with a cold tone: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Cheng Fan froze in place, Xihe gave him a cold look, turned and left.

Back in the small courtyard, she turned around a few times irritably, and the anger in her heart became more and more uncontrollable. Finally, she took a deep breath and sat cross-legged to practice until dawn.

The cook made the meal, and she talked about it, saying that it was the gorgeous woman who was placed next to the venerable, and was very favored.

Xihe: ...I can't eat anymore.

After eating, she went back to the house, the courtyard door knocked again, and the cook went to open the door, exclaiming.

Xihe walked out with a frown, and was stunned when she saw the person coming.

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Xihe was pushed, and she staggered and stood firm. She glanced at the steward before looking at the main hall. It was very open and solemnly decorated. There was a man sitting in the middle, who was reading the memorial with his head bowed.

... She walked over and stood beside him, staring straight at him.

The man didn't look up, and slowly read the memorial one by one, until she was almost unable to stand still, then put down the brush and looked at her: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Xihe: "...afraid."

The man chuckled: "Lie."

Xihe stopped talking and didn't ask him why he brought her here.

The man smiled: "Do you recognize me?"

Xihe: "...Your Majesty." After a pause, he looked at him, "I belong to Mr. Cheng."

Shaoheng's face darkened instantly: "Oh?" He smiled, "That's not the case now. The tea is gone, pour tea." Turning around, he started busy again.

Xihe: ... poured tea for him and stood on one side.

The hall was very quiet, except for him flipping through the memorial, there were almost no other sounds, a rare calm.

Xihe stared at the back of Shaoheng's head, thinking that this man recognized her, but he didn't say anything, and punished her to stand, was he trying to torment her on purpose?

She didn't admit defeat, she just stood there for a while, she couldn't bear it.

In the next afternoon, the demon generals came over one by one to report what they were doing. It was the first time Xihe saw Shaoheng like this, and he gave instructions in a few words, and everything was answered. His subordinates looked at him like they were gods.

Cheng Fan also came to report the matter, and when he saw Xihe, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he looked like you didn't keep your word!

Xihe twitched the corners of her mouth, this bastard still had the face to blame her.

Shaoheng: "There are people dishonest in Shengshan, you go."

Cheng Fan didn't care about questioning Xihe, and honestly agreed, but quickly realized, Sheng Shan? That was the polar region of the devil world, and it took at least a month to go back and forth, plus dealing with matters, within three or four months, he would definitely not be able to come back.

This is him, was assigned?

However, seeing the unresponsive face of his lord, he didn't dare to ask, and left holding his breath.

After the people left, Shaoheng stood up and walked towards the apse: "Come here and serve me to take a bath."

Xihe: What, what?