A chance to make trouble
Hearing the movement outside, Jiang Yan became excited.
When he came outside in a hurry, the people from the Demon Realm had already broken the barrier of Tianji Mountain.
The Demon Lord was wearing a black and red robe, the corners of which flapped violently in the wind.
Contrary to what Jiang Yan imagined, his face is not the domineering type, but has a sense of elegance of a scholar.
It's just that pair of eyes, with a strange red light flashing from time to time, full of bloodthirsty gloom.
Behind him, a dense mass of demons was neatly suspended in mid-air. It's like a tumbling dark cloud, ready to strike terrifying lightning at any moment.
And Lu Heng was dressed in blue, holding a sharp sword, and led a group of elders to stand on the top of Tianji Mountain.
The handsome face is chilling, and the black eyes are smudged with ink, and there is a sharp and cold look!
There is a clear distinction between good and evil!
The other disciples of Xuanyang Sect stood behind, ready to fight.
Jiang Yan mixed in, although his face was solemn, but his heart was deserted.
Since ancient times, red and blue have produced cp.
Not to mention, it's the setting of the demon king and the sword fairy falling in love and killing each other, and there is a strong sense of CP when they come face to face, which is simply the standard in dog-blood romance dramas.
Here, Jiang Yan was excited in his heart.
Over there, Lu Heng spoke lightly.
"The Demon Venerable is here, what can I do?"
With a sarcastic smile on Mozun's lips, he looked down at Lu Heng condescendingly.
"The world of demons and the world of cultivating immortals have always been at odds. Does Sect Master Lu think that this deity is here to drink tea with you today?"
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As soon as the words fell, the demons behind him all laughed strangely.
The disciple of Xuanyang Sect was so angry that his face was ashen, and he clenched the sword in his hand.
Jiang Yan made two "tsk tsk" in his heart.
Lu Heng is just too decent a person, even if he doesn't say harsh words, why are you being so polite
Just as he was thinking, the third elder's irritable voice sounded.
"Cen Zhou, you shameless big devil! If it weren't for you, why would the world of cultivating immortals and the world of demons fight so frequently? How many innocent creatures have you hurt in the world of demons? In my opinion, you have done too many bad things because of it. Therefore, the only biological son will be counted against!"
"You are so old, I'm afraid you won't be able to give birth? If there is no successor, how about giving me the seat of your Demon Lord?"
Although Jiang Yan hated the third elder very much, he still yelled in his heart.
The surrounding disciples of Xuanyang Sect obviously also felt relieved, and laughed retaliatoryly, returning the ridicule just now.
As soon as the words fell, the faces of those demons changed one after another, but there was still a hint of a smile on the lips of the demon venerable.
"I don't know if this deity will be able to give birth to a son. The third elder might as well think about whether he can live to see the day when this deity will end his children and grandchildren?"
The words made the third elder jump his feet in anger, and cursed again.
"However, is the Demon Lord's dead son?"
Jiang Yan didn't know much about these gossips, so he muttered something.
"Three hundred years ago, the upper echelons of the Demon Realm fought among themselves. The only son of the Demon Lord, Xie Yan, the young master of the Demon Realm, was murdered in the scuffle, and his whereabouts are still unknown."
Jiang Yan turned his head when he heard the sound, and Muzi was looking up at the demons in the sky with an obscure expression.
"Muzi, you know quite a lot?"
Muzi came to his senses, scratched his head, and showed a simple and honest smile: "I usually don't have anything else to do except cooking, so I like to inquire about these things."
Jiang Yan nodded in understanding.
Life is so boring, of course we need gossip as a spice!
Looking up at the Demon Lord in the sky again, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.
Why is it strange, but I can't say it.
At this time, Mozun's eyes suddenly swept over.
Although the distance was far away, it happened to meet Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat.
However, at this moment, that gaze was withdrawn again, as if it was just a coincidence.