Jiang Yan looked confused, but Cen Zhou smiled lightly.
"I forgot, but now, your memory has not recovered. Back then, you were implicated because of me. The primordial spirit sealed itself, sealed the cultivation base and memory, and suffered so much in the world of cultivating immortals..."
"Now, the deity has dealt with all those traitors."
"Xie Yan, from now on, this deity will protect you well, and will never let you suffer any harm again."
Gently caressing Jiang Yan's cheek with his fingers, tenderness and distress flashed in his eyes.
Then, he put his palm on Jiang Yan's forehead.
The faint light came on, and Jiang Yan felt a warm current enter his body from his forehead, as if something had been opened.
In an instant, a surge of spiritual energy was released.
The cultivation base has skyrocketed all the way, jumping directly from the Yuanying stage to the late stage of crossing the catastrophe! Only one step away is the Mahayana realm!
Jiang Yan was dumbfounded.
Before he could react, Cen Zhou handed over a mirror.
When he saw the face in the mirror, Jiang Yan gasped and stopped breathing.
The surprise caused by the skyrocketing cultivation just now was also forgotten.
Zhang Qing's slightly dark, barely handsome face had disappeared.
What appeared in front of his eyes was a face that shook the world and made ghosts cry, a face that was unique in heaven and earth, and so beautiful that it took one's breath away!
He can't describe it in words, but after experiencing so many planes, this face is definitely the most beautiful he has ever seen!
Even Xie Yunfei, whom he laments that he has the appearance of the hero, is still scum in front of this face!
And at this time, the memory belonging to Xie Yu slowly awakened.
It turned out that Xie Yu was not Cen Zhou's own son at all.
Demons are cruel by nature, but Xie Yao is an exception. Born to be pure and kind, he is not like a demon at all.
Therefore, he was bullied by others since he was a child. He was even rejected by his parents, and was finally thrown into the mountains.
When dying, Xie Yu met Cen Zhou.
Cen Zhou brought him back to the Demon Palace, raised him with his own hands, and declared him to be the young master of the Demon Realm. Except for a small number of people who knew the truth, the outside world believed that Xie Yan was Cen Zhou's biological son.
On the day Xie Yan became an adult, Cen Zhou attacked him...
An indescribable picture of Xie Yu enjoying herself under Cen Zhou appeared in his mind. Jiang Yan swallowed, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the person in front of him.
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Let me go, is the Demon Lord still a cultivation master? How did he manage to deal with the child he raised with his own hands
Is this a distortion of human nature, or a loss of morality
Cen Zhou didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking at this moment, he just stared at that face obsessively, and murmured in a low voice.
"Xie Yan, after all these years, have you ever thought about this deity?"
As he had done countless times before, he naturally untied Xie Yan's skirt.
However, the body of the person in front of him trembled.
Those delicate lips were pursed tightly, and there was a layer of mist in the beautiful eyes.
Although he didn't speak, Cen Zhou felt an instinctive resistance from his subconscious movements.
Lu Heng...
Thinking of those recent rumors, Cen Zhou felt sour and jealous, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes.
However, the corners of the lips were even more curved, which added a bit of evil to that refined and handsome face.
Cen Zhou pinched the chin of the person in front of him, forcing him to look up at himself.
"Xie Yan, you belong to the deity."
After speaking, he bowed his head and kissed deeply.
"Well… "
The person below him struggled, but it aroused the fire in Cen Zhou's heart even more.
One hand firmly locked Xie Yan's hands on top of his head, and the kiss became more and more violent...