Lu Xinmo was stunned, not knowing what he thought of at this moment, he was a little distracted.
Immediately, he said: "The devil emperor and the devil queen are very affectionate."
This is to directly recognize the identity of the blood demon emperor, and promise to respect him in the future.
"Is your obsession still there now?" Xue Ming suddenly asked him.
Knowing what he meant, Lu Xinmo couldn't help laughing: "I was born because of her. This obsession is in the form of a god, why not? But obsession is not love, so the Demon Emperor can rest assured."
After a short pause, he retracted his fingers holding the teacup, and his drooping eyebrows were dyed with a touch of tenderness, "I already have someone I like."
The first time they met, he had a very different feeling for Fairy White Lotus. It was a very delicate feeling.
At that time, he thought it was the love between a man and a woman, but as time passed and the years changed, he saw more and felt more, and he understood it.
That's not the love of men and women, but a kind of asking for nothing.
This kind of request must not come from Lu Shihan, not him.
He was born because of these two people, but he was separated from them. He was Lu Xinmo, an independent person.
Hearing his words, Nan Xun was quite surprised, but he was slightly relieved.
So good, her man is a big vinegar pot.
After surrendering to the Slaughter Demon Sovereign, Lu Xinmo, like Shang Wuyan, immediately released his divine sense, declaring that he would submit to the Slaughter Devil Sovereign and respect him as the emperor.
The Demon Domain was once again a sensation.
What the hell, what happened
Why did the Laughing Demon Lord and the Asking Heart Demon Lord successively submit to the Slaughter Demon Lord and respect him as the Demon Lord!
According to this trend, the Fire Feather Demon Sovereign is also going to submit. Isn't the entire Demon Territory under the command of the Slaughter Demon Sovereign
After Xue Ming and Nan Xun left, they looked at each other tacitly.
"A Ming, you can feel it, there seems to be a person hidden in the courtyard of the Demon Lord Asking the Heart, but this person is hidden in the invisible, I can't find the place."
Xue Ming took her hand, and his eyes fell on her jade bracelet.
The little eight in the space subconsciously sat up straight.
Xue Ming snorted, "It's just a storage fairy, not as good as you."
Nan Xun chuckled, "Maybe it's the person he's happy with."
The two left Wushan and headed to Liuhuofeng.
Not long after the two left, a person appeared out of thin air in Lu Xinmo's courtyard.
Xiao Ba, who was quietly paying attention to this side, groaned in an instant.
Luck Su Weiyu
Mommy, what kind of divine development is this, the inner demons of Qi Yunzi and Lu Shihan
What the hell! He's going crazy.
Lu Xinmo flicked his sleeves. The cups of hot tea on the table were gone, and two new ones were replaced. He looked at the woman and smiled lightly: "Yu'er, did you hear what I just said?"
Su Weiyu sat opposite him, on the stone bench Nan Xun sat on just now, took a sip from the teacup, and glanced at him, "If Fairy Bailian came alone today, would you still react like this?"
Compared with the indifference of a hundred years ago, the woman was a little more human, and her tone was obviously ridiculed when she said this.
Lu Xinmo shook his head slightly and asked with a smile, "Why don't I see her alone next time and say it again with her, I have no love for her?"
Su Weiyu played with the teacup in his hand, and imitated his tone and said, "I was born because of her, this obsession is integrated into the form of God, why not?"
Lu Xinmo suddenly grabbed one of her hands and said, "Yu'er, I am a group of obsessions. Unless I die, this obsession will dissipate. Do you want me to die?"
Su Weiyu lowered her eyes slightly, "It's just talking about it, but it's your physical body, I hate it even more. After all, it's better than other female cultivators, and even has children."
Speaking of this child in the flesh, Su Weiyu was even more speechless. The man named Lu Shiyu was extremely naive and always liked to pretend to be ugly. She saw through the clumsy disguise at a glance, and that Fairy Bichen was deceived by him. Gotta turn around.
Lu Xinmo nodded, "According to you. When my cultivation base is more stable, I will go to the ghost world to borrow the ghost magma pool. It is said that the fire of the ghost can recast the flesh. Fire has reforged the body."
Su Weiyu thought about it for a while, and sighed, "Forget it, you are an evil creature, I am afraid that the fire of the nether will hurt you."
"Yu'er doesn't dislike me anymore?"
"Disgusting. But nothing is as important as your life, so I will accept you reluctantly."
Lu Xinmo laughed, "Yu'er, this is the most beautiful love story I've ever heard. It's my pleasure to meet you."
Su Weiyu: "Knowing you is my misfortune, but I am happy."
The two are flirting with each other, and the two on the other end of the cultivation world are also flirting.
Xiao Ba found Lu Shi and Yao Xiaomeng through the eyes of God. Seeing that the two were laughing and laughing, they kissed, and the embarrassed Xiao Ba immediately changed the picture.
Hehehe, Yao Xiaomeng, with the help of Xun Da, really snatched the man from Qi Yunzi, and Qi Yunzi actually disliked Lu Shi and childishness, and even got along with his "father", this plot is really... Runaway mud horse!
Little Eight tried her best to recall the direction of the original world.
In the original world, Young Master Yuehua was indifferent and aloof, just like Lu Xinmo now. Lu Shi and Qi Yunzi had been running in for a long time from acquaintance to falling in love, and they finally came together after many trials. Because Qi Yunzi has been hurt by love before, he doesn't trust people very much.
But now, due to the great confusion between Nan Xun and Xue Ming, the butterfly effect has been caused. Lu Shiyu's temper was just a little bit off, and his attitude towards Yao Xiaomeng changed a little earlier, and the relationship between the three of them changed drastically.
Just when Xiaoba lamented the impermanence of the world, the Demon Lord of Fire Feather had also announced to all the demon cultivators in the Fire Feather State to respect the Demon Lord of Slaughter as the emperor.
Since then, the Slaughter Demon King has unified the demon domain and is called the Slaughter Demon King!
After unifying the Demon Realm, the two immediately went to the cultivation world.
Nan Xun was quite excited after hearing that Yao Xiaomeng and Lu Shiyu had become Taoist companions under the witness of Qingshan Kunyun.
"Ah Ming, look, fate can also be changed!"
Xue Ming wrapped her waist and said, "You changed it."
After the meeting, Yao Xiaomeng and Lu Shiyu were overjoyed and walked together to pay homage.
Nan Xun joked: "You don't need to give a big gift, just wrap a big red envelope for me."
"Fairy, Shi Yu told me all about it. From now on, I'll call you Shi Niang at the same time." Yao Xiaomeng shyly said, and glanced at Lu Shiyu secretly.
Lu Shiyu took her hand and said gratefully, "If it hadn't been for the help of the mistress, Xiaomeng and I might have missed it in this life. Thank you mistress."
"Ah? I didn't have a connection, you guys think too much." Nan Xun denied it.
Lu Shi and He Yao Xiaomeng looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.
Is it because the wife and sister are the connections? After so many years, how could they not know
Yao Xiaomeng took out a few jars of peach blossom stuffing, dragged the fairy she admired the most, and shouted that she would never go home without getting drunk.
Later, Lu Shi and Tong Xueming stood aside and looked at their drunkards.
Nan Xun twisted his waist and hummed a song with a smile, and threw a wink at Xue Ming and hooked his fingers, "Come on~ Pretend~ Anyway, I have a lot of time..."
Yao Xiaomeng learned it after listening to it once, and sang along with it. She was a little more reserved than Nan Xun, and only gave her daoist a blessing.
Lu Shiyu held his forehead helplessly, but Xue Ming just looked at Nan Xun quietly, his thin lips slightly lifted, and his face looked pampered and condoned. No matter a hundred years or a thousand years, she remains the same, and neither does he.