The lightning flashed violently, and the thunder rolled and the storm continued. After a long time, I only felt the extremely powerful aura of the demonic way, but I never saw the speaker coming out of it.

The entire Yu Mansion exploded because of the huge thunder clouds that overturned the sky.

"Upper Realm! It's the person who came to the upper realm's demon clan!"

"Who offended the demon clan of the upper realm? That's really miserable."

"Looking at the direction of the dense demonic air, it seems to be in the left courtyard, which seems to be where Ye Chuyun, the ghost leader of the imperial domain, is located."

"Ye Chuyun? Is it the woman who tied with Emperor Wu of the Demon Sect in Hanfeng Tower?"

“…”

Lu Yanran followed Ji Rufeng, heard the movement, looked up at the sky with the movement of wind and clouds, and frowned slightly.

Ye Chuyun is only eighth-level Wuzong realm, and he can actually tie the Wu Emperor of the Demon-Destroying Sect?

"I'm afraid it's a rumor."

Lu Yanran sneered: "It is not uncommon to spread rumors, but isn't this a fantasy between Wuzong and Emperor Wu? Even if she, Ye Chuyun, can't do it. Brother Ji, do you think so?"

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Ji Rufeng didn't say anything.

Lu Yanran raised her eyebrows and said, "I heard that the guards of Qiankun Capital just now sent someone to Yu Mansion to claim Nianqiu's body. Nianqiu and you are childhood sweethearts. They are young, but they cannot be resurrected by death. Brother Ji, please feel sorry for me."

Ji Rufeng glanced at Lu Yanran indifferently. Lu Yanran immediately closed her mouth, but she was mocking Shen Nianqiu for not getting a trace of pity from Ji Rufeng until she died.

"Let's go and see Lord Ye."

Now that Shen Nianqiu has died, Lu Yanran hopes that Ye Chuyun will be destroyed by the hands of the demon clan in the upper realm, and is so excited that it is hard to contain it.

This time, Ji Rufeng didn't say much and went to the place where the thunder and clouds gathered with her.

The other dragon trainers in the dragon protection array did not rush to teleport the formation, but came here to watch the fun.

There was a "click" sound.

Condensed in the empty thunder clouds, a brand new book was thrown out.

"Wangcheng, please take a good look. This records what Ye Chuyun has done.

Not to mention the distance, take the nearest one as an example. The Forest of Hundred Ghosts, gathered with heroes, and fought against the Five Lands. Ye Chuyun ordered the slaughter of the warriors of the Xuanhan camp on the shore of the Demon Realm. From the Shenwu Chang'an of the vassal state to the Ye Palace of the Heavenly Emperor, the people she killed and the blood stained on her hands did not look like a kind person."

The sound continues.

Wangcheng frowned with the book.

After hesitating for a while, powerful power was exuding in his palm, intending to smash the book.

Since he decided that Chu Mei was a good person, he was not afraid of rumors outside.

"Brother Wang."

Chu Yun's clear voice sounded from behind: "You might as well open it and take a look."

Wang Cheng looked at Chu Yun in surprise, and his hands holding Chu Zi shook.

"She's right."

Chu Yun held his head up and held his chest behind him with one hand, covering his face with Cold Shuang, and said calmly: "The Forest of Hundred Ghosts, on the shore of the Demon Realm, I ordered the slaughter of the warriors of the Xuanhan camp, just because Xuanhan warriors abused and bullied me and the women of Lingtian. The cruel methods are outrageous, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is tragic. It is indeed from the beginning of the Shenwu Chang'an, my hands were stained with a lot of blood, but no matter how many people I killed and no matter how many corpses and bones I have seen, I, Ye Chuyun, dared to say that under my sword, there is no wronged soul, and those I want to kill, are all damned people. Good people in the world have experienced hardships and no good people will be rewarded. They only hear bad luck, and are miserable and miserable. Most of the evil people are prosperous. One sentence of disaster can do all the bad things with confidence. Why?"

The clanging sound is as bitter as the winter wind, even louder than the thunder of the demonic way.

Wang Cheng stared at Chu Yun in a daze, pursed his lips and couldn't say a word, but his heart was filled with great excitement and storm.

Chu Yun took a step forward and looked straight into the sky.

The light purple eyes reflect the thunder luster.

She curled her lips and chuckled, and said, "Why can evil people become Buddhas by putting down the butcher's knife? Why do good people's righteous hearts are not firm and will be criticized by thousands of people and drowned in the world's criticism."

In the thunder clouds, the murderous aura in the eyes of the demon princess was stagnant for a moment.

What Ye Chuyun said is just like the situation of the devil.

Those so-called famous and upright sects have countless dirty things behind their backs, but they are regarded as gods by warriors in the world.

When she was young, she took the demon guards to punish evil and promote good, and changed the stubborn impression of the warriors in the world about the demonic path.

But I never thought that being criticized was because I had no good intentions.

Under the thunder clouds, peaceful and uneven words just hit the heart of the Demon Princess.

Soon, the Demon Princess threw away the thoughts in her mind.

She needs the demon roots that are hard to find in Ye Chuyun's body, but she restores her strength.

A woman's kindness.

No!

"Shit."

A golden flame ignited in the palm of the royal city.

The book that records Ye Chuyun's "crimes" burned in the fire.

Chu Yun looked at him, "Brother Wang, won't you look at it anymore?"

"unimportant."

Wang Cheng smiled and said cheerfully: "What does Chu Mei in the eyes of the world belong to? It doesn't matter. What matters is who Chu Mei in my eyes is. One day, one life is my brother. My Wang Cheng is definitely not a traitor."

At the end of the day, he laughed out loud.

But he saw him pulling out the knife hanging on his back and cutting it from his palm.

As the blood gushed out, Wang Cheng waved his palm freely and slashed into the air. The blood that flew out from the wound in his palm condensed a sentence.

The Unworthy Disciple's Royal City is separated from the Demon-Destroying Sect and has nothing to do with it in the future.

...

The elders of the Demon Demon Sect are like fathers and brothers.

Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to achieve both loyalty and righteousness.

If he wanted to resist the demon clan of the upper realm for Ye Chuyun and did not want to lead the war to the Demon-Destroying Sect, he would have to separate the Demon-Destroying Sect from the Demon-Destroying Sect.

The blood words floating in the air gathered into scarlet butterflies, and crystal light flashed around them.

The wind flapped from the butterfly's wings flapping, tearing open the sky in front of him, forming a small opening.

It sank into the tear-opened hole, headed straight to the Demon-Destroying Sect, and completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

The spirit butterfly leaves and the sky returns to its original state.

"Ye Chuyun, I only need your demon roots. If you give the demon roots to me, I will leave and leave your life."

The voice of the demon princess came.

"Crack,Crack,Crack."

Wang Cheng drew out another knife, held two swords in his hand, and slashed in the air. The ice dragon and fire phoenix rushed into the sky and rushed into the thunder clouds.

"Sister Chu, go and go to the Dragon Roar Clan."

Wangcheng shouted.

Chu Yun looked at the back of the royal city and smiled helplessly.

I originally wanted to cheat and cheat.

I never thought that there would be an extra brother who would never give up on life and death.

I really don’t know if it should be said to be contrary to my wishes, or if the flowers of surprise always grow in the narrow road.

All the blade auras of the ice dragon and fire phoenix were swallowed by thunder clouds.

Wang Cheng was about to move forward, a small white hand rested on his shoulder from behind.


Chapter completed!