Gu Yuqi, the lord of the Heavenly Sect, was the former leader of the Demon Lords of the Three Realms. Well, in fact, there is no such thing anymore. Yi Xiangfeng, the former head of the Demon Lord of the Three Realms, has been stationed in Xiaoyaomen with honor and has become a beautiful scenery.
His life went smoothly and smoothly, except for the magic weapon being snatched away by Xuan Mingzong because of a momentary miss, there was no shame in anything.
Besides, didn't he find his way back later
He never expected that he would meet Dongfang Xianyun.
Achieved the achievement of being a happy father.
All right.
It should be called Gu Xianyun now.
As the legendary monster nine-tailed white fox, Gu Xianyun is definitely the darling of heaven.
He was able to spit out human words when he was born, and within a year, he was able to transform into a human form.
However, because she is still too young, the ears and those nine furry tails cannot be removed no matter what. Looking at the appearance of other monsters that are no different from ordinary people after transforming, look at his own big tail.
Gu Xianyun curled her mouth and cried "Wow".
This frightened Gu Yuqi, he quickly hugged and coaxed him, and said all the good things, but was finally blocked by a sentence.
"You say it's not my father anymore! I want my father to coax you! Just ignore me!"
"..."
It's not that Dad won't let you coax...
It's not that Dad won't let you coax...
It's not that Dad won't let you coax...
Hey, hey, he's just a father, and he took advantage of his age, so I'm afraid!
After making enough mental preparations, Gu Yuxi's tone became more gentle, kissed Gu Xianyun's cheek lightly, and poked him helplessly.
"It's your dad, okay? Little thing."
"Father Xiqi!"
"..."
"Father Xiqi?"
Gu Xianyun tilted her head to look at him, her eyes blinked, and her nine tails wrapped around Gu Yuqi's arm in attachment.
The lethality is simply explosive.
Hugging him into his arms with all his might, Gu Yuqi narrowed his brows and eyes in satisfaction, almost bubbling with happiness.
"I am here."
have a son...
Not bad.
not far away.
Suantian hid behind the tree and watched, stuffing the toilet paper ball into his nose with a strange expression.
"Hey hey..."
Ask for more!
Time passed in the blink of an eye.
As the demon king, Gu Xianyun was going to hold a meeting, similar to an enthronement ceremony.
He personally has no interest in this kind of thing, but the two who have been promoted to son control and brother control are very interested, hoping that Gu Xianyun can get the best.
Thinking of the indifferent face of the little person, being worshiped by demon cultivators...
Stimulate... Stimulate. Stimulate.
So cute!
…
Two psychopaths take jujube pills.
Demon cultivators have a very strong perception of the king, so they don't need to use sound transmission symbols like monks. Therefore, Gu Xianyun only needs to issue an order in his brain, and all the demon cultivators will know it.
certainly.
Including the junior brother of Xuan Mingzong.
This day, he was nestling in Madam Lu's arms and acting like a baby. Suddenly, his ears pricked up, and the next second, he jumped up excitedly.
"Master! I'm going to the demon world!"
"Xiaojue?"
Mrs. Lu had heard from him about the birth of the Demon King, and with the strange scene in the sky over the Demon World, she had long been interested in this His Majesty the Demon King who had been missed by her disciples since he was born.
Seeing his agitated expression, Mrs. Lu's pupils flickered, and she stretched out her hand to pat his head.
"Are you going to see the demon king?"
"right!"
Xiaojue nodded excitedly.
After a while, he hung back on Mrs. Lu's body and hummed softly.
"I'll go and see, the master is much more important than the demon king."
Well…
Master seems to be angry, a little scary.
"See what you say."
After hearing what Xiaojue said, Madam Lu's anger dissipated, and she really wanted to meet that demon king.
I heard it was a nine-tailed white fox.
I don't know what the original shape is like
but.
Xiaojue is the cutest.
Thinking of someone, Madam Lu frowned and spoke softly.
"I'll go find your uncle, do you want Xiaojue to go with you?"
"Um!"
In the empty room, there are one after another paintings, with young people and teenagers on them.
Black hair, golden eyes.
The man with green hair was lying on the table, drawing a new painting.
In the painting, the young man smiles brightly, which is very beautiful.
Mrs. Lu stood at the door, as if she couldn't see these things, her voice was cold.
"Brother."
"It's Madam."
Dongfang Wuqiong smiled at her, and continued to work on the unfinished work.
His expression was extremely serious, and the actions of his subordinates were too cautious, as if, if he didn't do this, he would be committing a heinous crime.
Seeing Dongfang Wuqiong in this state, Madam Lu sighed softly.
I don't know from which day, no beauty appeared in Dongfang Wuqiong's room.
At the beginning, he no longer fell in love with blond hair, but changed many people around him.
And unbelievably, those people have nothing in common.
They may be good at singing and dancing, or have specialties in a certain aspect, and even their temperaments are different.
One day, Dongfang Wuqiong's most beloved disciple tore up a painting, and after that, everything changed.
Mrs. Lu still remembered the scene at that time.
Dongfang Wuqiong's expression was ferocious, and he strangled the disciple's neck, wanting him to die.
The other disciples wanted to dissuade them, but when they heard the next sentence, they all stopped in unison.
He says.
"You want to die with him?"
No one could stop him, not even the suzerain could stop Dongfang Wuqiong.
Finally, Gong Changsheng appeared.
He looked at Dongfang Wuqiong calmly, and said softly for a long time.
"Eldest brother, even if you do these things, brother Xiaoyun will not come back to life."
Brother Xiaoyun
It was only then that Madam Lu remembered that the young man in that painting was none other than the long-dead Demon Cultivator, Dongfang Xianyun.
There was an unbelievable thought in her heart, she looked at Dongfang Wuqiong, he let go of his hand helplessly, and then drove everyone out.
Like, kid who did something wrong.
Since then, no beauties have entered or left Dongfang Wuqiong's house.
He kept drawing pictures, one after another. The expressions of the people in the painting are vivid, allowing people to imagine the scene at that time at a glance.
That's something that can only be done if you care about someone's liking to the bottom of your heart.
Otherwise, who would remember a person's expression so clearly.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu shook her head.
"Junior, do you want to go with us to see the new king of the demon world?"
"The demon world..."
Dongfang Wuqiong was stunned for a moment, but refused.
"Madam can just bring her own apprentice, I'm not interested in that demon king."
"Junior, why don't you go out for a walk and stay in the room all the time. If you miss something, what should you do if you regret it in the future?"
Dongfang Wuqiong wanted to say that he never regretted it.
When the words reached his lips, he suddenly stopped, and something in his heart was clamoring, which made him flustered.
half an hour.
Finally he took a deep breath.
"I see, so let's go through this with my wife."
at the same time.
Xiaoyaomen.
"Fei Xing, do you want to go see the Demon King with me?"
"Master..."
Yin Feixing shook his head.
"I want to stay here."
"...well, okay. So... are Xinghe and sister going?"
"Me? If Xinghe wants to go, I'll go."
"Let's go then."
The three of them walked to the gate of the sect, Xiaoyao Xinghe talked to Xiaoyao Duying, and then prepared to leave.
Looking at her back, Xiaoyao Duying suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, and the next second, his voice raised a little.
"Star!"
"elder brother?"
"I… "
Xiaoyao Duying was entangled, saw Ye Zhaozhao, and quickly pulled him over.
"Zhao Zhao hasn't gone out for a long time, I'll take him to go with you."
then.
It is five people.
…
demon world.
Although there are not many demon cultivators, compared with the disciples of Xiaoyaomen, there are still many.
All gathered together, looking in one direction.
Their expressions were very excited, because the instinct of monsters told them that their king was very strong.
Rejecting a hint from a female cultivator, Dongfang Wuqiong had a cold and terrifying expression on his face.
On the side, Gong Changsheng, who was pulled out by Mrs. Lu, glanced at him and spoke softly.
"Eldest brother has changed a lot."
"Isn't Seung-er the same?"
"Um."
"..."
I don't know what to say.
Suddenly, as if they had a tacit understanding, everyone stopped talking.
In the distance, a young man came.
His hair is extremely white and he has nine tails, allowing people to know his identity at a glance.
The most impressive thing is the pair of amber pupils.
He stood on a high place with an indifferent expression.
after.
"My name is Gu Xianyun."
"He is your future king."
The aura of the whole body poured out, and the monster cultivators present prostrated themselves on the ground one by one, and some of them turned into their original shapes, even though it was difficult to maintain their human postures.
and.
Those from Xiaoyaomen and Xuanmingzong.
They all looked at the young man with dull expressions, feeling as if they had fallen into a dream.
"..."
plop plop—
The sound of a rapid heartbeat.
Dongfang Wuqiong opened his mouth, as if he was stupid.
a long time.
He crouched down hugging himself.
There were tears rolling down his face.
he thinks.
he really...
I regret it.
The author has something to say:
Thank you Mrs. Tsing Yi for mine!
This chapter didn't feel right.
The green hair here has a foreshadowing!
The specific reason will be written in his next episode.