SWNOVELXO The host, she is becoming beautiful every day
Chapter 678
Chapter 678
Su Qinghuan couldn't figure out what Jun Jiuyou was thinking.
But no matter what, if she were Jun Jiuyou, even if she looked down on Hua Wanwan in her heart, Hua Wanwan was a demon saint after all, which meant the decency and dignity of the demons.
Others humiliated Hua Wanwan so much, as a Demon Lord, he should act intimidating.
……
Su Qinghuan reasoned again according to the thinking of ordinary bosses, her heart tightened, and she suddenly spoke to Jun Jiuyou.
"Your Excellency, the saint is here now. With your ability, it should not be difficult to expel the evil energy in Hua Wanwan's heart, right?"
"You ruined the Tianyuan Secret Realm of our righteous path today, and the entrance will be permanently closed from now on, and we hurt the saintess of your clan. There is no need to argue about which fault is minor or major. How about simply clearing up today?"
Su Qinghuan's meaning couldn't be more obvious.
Hua Wanwan was the only one they hurt.
But the permanent closure of the Tianyuan Secret Realm is definitely a great loss to the righteous way.
Although Jun Jiuyou is strong, it doesn't mean that there are no unborn Huashen elders in their orthodox path, but those elders are busy retreating and practicing, and they don't care about ordinary things.
If Jun Jiuyou really wants to wash this place with blood, then almost all the younger generations of the major sects of their righteous way will be lost here, and those elders who are sitting in the town may also have no intention of retreating, and want to go to the devil world to seek revenge.
No matter how powerful Jun Jiuyou is, he should weigh it carefully.
……
Jun Jiuyou lowered her eyes casually, and her eyes glanced at a small red mole exposed under Su Qinghuan's right wrist when Su Qinghuan's plain Taoist robe was raised.
The little mole was obviously hidden under the sleeve, very vaguely, but it suddenly caught Jun Jiuyou's eyes.
The red-haired Demon Venerable stared at Su Qinghuan's wrist for a few seconds, but he never raised his sleeves.
The man felt a sense of loss for some reason.
He recalled Su Qinghuan's previous words, and then looked at the white-clothed immortal with a half-smile.
"What Su Xianzi means is that if you release the saintess of our family, today will be considered a cleansing of all grievances?"
"Exactly."
Su Qinghuan nodded.
Just when Su Qinghuan was feeling uneasy, she suddenly saw a deep black blood mist burst out from Jun Jiuyou's palm.
"Your Excellency, you—"
Wow, this guy doesn't want to ask for peace, so what is he going to do!
Su Qinghuan subconsciously poured spiritual power into the magic whip, and when she was about to block it, who knew that the black blood mist under Jun Jiuyou's palm was not coming towards them at all!
The black blood mist turned a corner, and directly covered Hua Wanwan who was rolling on the ground!
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene!
……
And Hua Wanwan, who was described as miserable, howled at this moment. That shrill and sharp female voice was more penetrating than the evil ghost crawling out of hell.
"what--"
"Mozun! Didn't you come to save Wanwan?! You helped Wanwan kill that damned Liuli Xianzun! And killed her little apprentice!"
"Ah, Demon Lord! Why did you hurt the wrong person—"
Hearing Hua Wanwan's wailing that was comparable to a ghost, the red-haired demon gave her a cold look.
"It's really noisy."
As the man finished speaking, the blood mist covering Hua Wanwan became thicker in an instant.
After a few more seconds, Hua Wanwan turned into a puddle of pus just like Elder Shen before!
……
Fog grass!
Seeing this scene, the little fox who thought he was well-informed was also shocked.
One of her little apprentice's harem, unexpectedly just... so lightly... died? !
Hua Wanwan's previous wail seemed to be clearly lingering in her ears, Su Qinghuan couldn't help swallowing in shock.
"Tong'er, are all the people of the demon clan like this? The snake spirit is sick, and even kills its own people?"
It's okay to kill a little guy, but Hua Wanwan is also a demon saint after all!
And in the original world line, excluding the nightmare of Yan Hanzhou's blood sacrifice to the world, Hua Wanwan can be regarded as the last seed player, okay?
Die like this now?
Still so dead... It's hard to describe.
……
Su Qinghuan glared at Jun Jiuyou somewhat angrily.
"Your Excellency, do you want to blame our orthodox monks?"
"What's the difference between being alive and dead for such a useless saint?"
Jun Jiuyou smiled lightly, his rare blood-red hair was flying in the air, and his gestures and gestures were terrifying.
Su Qinghuan was made very uncomfortable by Jun Jiuyou's remarks that human life was like a waste.
"Tong'er, this snake-sick Demon Lord and my little apprentice are really the same kind of person, right? Everyone thinks who deserves to die. Killing people is like cutting grass."
"Well, host, so you are sympathizing with Hua Wanwan?"
"Tong'er, what kind of eyes do you have! Although Hua Wanwan deserved what she deserved, the person who did it shouldn't be Jun Jiuyou, right?! The two of them have neither enmity nor resentment, this is too..."
Anyway, Su Qinghuan felt that seeing other people treat their lives like ants was not pleasant at all.
It's like she was teaching Yan Hanzhou, because Yan Hanzhou had grown crooked under the harsh treatment of the original owner, and she never thought that she would teach Yan Hanzhou to be a great and upright boy.
After all, it's all too difficult.
But at the very least, she hopes that Yan Hanzhou can distinguish between love and hate in the future, can be sharp and rebellious, but don't harm the lives of innocent people, this is the bottom line.
……
Su Qinghuan was speechless, but the red-haired demon stared at Su Qinghuan's subtle hostile eyes, and raised his eyebrows.
"Why, if I remember correctly, Hua Wanwan hurt Su Xianzi before? Now that I have killed her, Su Xianzi still feels uncomfortable?"
"..."
He knows it all.
Su Qinghuan was even more speechless.
At this moment, Jun Jiuyou suddenly stepped forward.
Su Qinghuan was startled by the man's ghostly steps, but it took only a moment for the tall and strong figure of the Demon Lord to appear in front of her in the blink of an eye.
The oppressive feeling of being stared at by the other party became stronger in an instant, and Su Qinghuan subconsciously wanted to take a step back.
However, Jun Jiuyou just curled his lips into a smile. He set up an invisible barrier, and Su Qinghuan realized that there was no way for him to retreat!
"This seat is Jiuyou, the Supreme Lord of the Demon Race. Can Fairy Su remember?"
Hearing the way the man reported himself, Su Qinghuan almost had the illusion of being molested by the other party.
"..."
It shouldn't be, according to the original world line, isn't Jun Jiuyou not at all interested in the beauty of the original body?
Could it be that she is being affectionate again?
But Jun Jiuyou suddenly used actions to tell Su Qinghuan that what she was thinking was not fake, because Jun Jiuyou suddenly grabbed her jaw and forced her to look at him.
"Your Excellency, respect yourself!"
Su Qinghuan glared instantly.
"Self-respect? Why should I be self-respect?"
And Jun Jiuyou is still talking and laughing at Yanyan.
"My saintess is here today, of course you have to make up for us."
"I'm not the kind of person who makes trouble out of no reason. Since Fairy Su's words and deeds suit my taste, why don't you follow me to the Demon Realm."
"..."
Mist grass? !
This miraculous development was beyond Su Qinghuan's expectation.
But Hua Wanwan was obviously killed by Jun Jiuyou herself, so there is no reason for her to be a substitute!
This man is too arrogant!
Seeing Jun Jiuyou's actions, other orthodox monks dared not speak out.
Seeing that Su Qinghuan was about to be taken away, suddenly, the mighty thunderstorm scattered in the sky, a burst of colorful light appeared, and there were even auspicious birds singing together!
Su Qinghuan couldn't care less about struggling at this moment, her eyes lit up.
"Yan Hanzhou...has successfully crossed the tribulation."
The youngest Nascent Soul cultivator in the Canglan Continent is about to be born? !
(End of this chapter)
Su Qinghuan couldn't figure out what Jun Jiuyou was thinking.
But no matter what, if she were Jun Jiuyou, even if she looked down on Hua Wanwan in her heart, Hua Wanwan was a demon saint after all, which meant the decency and dignity of the demons.
Others humiliated Hua Wanwan so much, as a Demon Lord, he should act intimidating.
……
Su Qinghuan reasoned again according to the thinking of ordinary bosses, her heart tightened, and she suddenly spoke to Jun Jiuyou.
"Your Excellency, the saint is here now. With your ability, it should not be difficult to expel the evil energy in Hua Wanwan's heart, right?"
"You ruined the Tianyuan Secret Realm of our righteous path today, and the entrance will be permanently closed from now on, and we hurt the saintess of your clan. There is no need to argue about which fault is minor or major. How about simply clearing up today?"
Su Qinghuan's meaning couldn't be more obvious.
Hua Wanwan was the only one they hurt.
But the permanent closure of the Tianyuan Secret Realm is definitely a great loss to the righteous way.
Although Jun Jiuyou is strong, it doesn't mean that there are no unborn Huashen elders in their orthodox path, but those elders are busy retreating and practicing, and they don't care about ordinary things.
If Jun Jiuyou really wants to wash this place with blood, then almost all the younger generations of the major sects of their righteous way will be lost here, and those elders who are sitting in the town may also have no intention of retreating, and want to go to the devil world to seek revenge.
No matter how powerful Jun Jiuyou is, he should weigh it carefully.
……
Jun Jiuyou lowered her eyes casually, and her eyes glanced at a small red mole exposed under Su Qinghuan's right wrist when Su Qinghuan's plain Taoist robe was raised.
The little mole was obviously hidden under the sleeve, very vaguely, but it suddenly caught Jun Jiuyou's eyes.
The red-haired Demon Venerable stared at Su Qinghuan's wrist for a few seconds, but he never raised his sleeves.
The man felt a sense of loss for some reason.
He recalled Su Qinghuan's previous words, and then looked at the white-clothed immortal with a half-smile.
"What Su Xianzi means is that if you release the saintess of our family, today will be considered a cleansing of all grievances?"
"Exactly."
Su Qinghuan nodded.
Just when Su Qinghuan was feeling uneasy, she suddenly saw a deep black blood mist burst out from Jun Jiuyou's palm.
"Your Excellency, you—"
Wow, this guy doesn't want to ask for peace, so what is he going to do!
Su Qinghuan subconsciously poured spiritual power into the magic whip, and when she was about to block it, who knew that the black blood mist under Jun Jiuyou's palm was not coming towards them at all!
The black blood mist turned a corner, and directly covered Hua Wanwan who was rolling on the ground!
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this scene!
……
And Hua Wanwan, who was described as miserable, howled at this moment. That shrill and sharp female voice was more penetrating than the evil ghost crawling out of hell.
"what--"
"Mozun! Didn't you come to save Wanwan?! You helped Wanwan kill that damned Liuli Xianzun! And killed her little apprentice!"
"Ah, Demon Lord! Why did you hurt the wrong person—"
Hearing Hua Wanwan's wailing that was comparable to a ghost, the red-haired demon gave her a cold look.
"It's really noisy."
As the man finished speaking, the blood mist covering Hua Wanwan became thicker in an instant.
After a few more seconds, Hua Wanwan turned into a puddle of pus just like Elder Shen before!
……
Fog grass!
Seeing this scene, the little fox who thought he was well-informed was also shocked.
One of her little apprentice's harem, unexpectedly just... so lightly... died? !
Hua Wanwan's previous wail seemed to be clearly lingering in her ears, Su Qinghuan couldn't help swallowing in shock.
"Tong'er, are all the people of the demon clan like this? The snake spirit is sick, and even kills its own people?"
It's okay to kill a little guy, but Hua Wanwan is also a demon saint after all!
And in the original world line, excluding the nightmare of Yan Hanzhou's blood sacrifice to the world, Hua Wanwan can be regarded as the last seed player, okay?
Die like this now?
Still so dead... It's hard to describe.
……
Su Qinghuan glared at Jun Jiuyou somewhat angrily.
"Your Excellency, do you want to blame our orthodox monks?"
"What's the difference between being alive and dead for such a useless saint?"
Jun Jiuyou smiled lightly, his rare blood-red hair was flying in the air, and his gestures and gestures were terrifying.
Su Qinghuan was made very uncomfortable by Jun Jiuyou's remarks that human life was like a waste.
"Tong'er, this snake-sick Demon Lord and my little apprentice are really the same kind of person, right? Everyone thinks who deserves to die. Killing people is like cutting grass."
"Well, host, so you are sympathizing with Hua Wanwan?"
"Tong'er, what kind of eyes do you have! Although Hua Wanwan deserved what she deserved, the person who did it shouldn't be Jun Jiuyou, right?! The two of them have neither enmity nor resentment, this is too..."
Anyway, Su Qinghuan felt that seeing other people treat their lives like ants was not pleasant at all.
It's like she was teaching Yan Hanzhou, because Yan Hanzhou had grown crooked under the harsh treatment of the original owner, and she never thought that she would teach Yan Hanzhou to be a great and upright boy.
After all, it's all too difficult.
But at the very least, she hopes that Yan Hanzhou can distinguish between love and hate in the future, can be sharp and rebellious, but don't harm the lives of innocent people, this is the bottom line.
……
Su Qinghuan was speechless, but the red-haired demon stared at Su Qinghuan's subtle hostile eyes, and raised his eyebrows.
"Why, if I remember correctly, Hua Wanwan hurt Su Xianzi before? Now that I have killed her, Su Xianzi still feels uncomfortable?"
"..."
He knows it all.
Su Qinghuan was even more speechless.
At this moment, Jun Jiuyou suddenly stepped forward.
Su Qinghuan was startled by the man's ghostly steps, but it took only a moment for the tall and strong figure of the Demon Lord to appear in front of her in the blink of an eye.
The oppressive feeling of being stared at by the other party became stronger in an instant, and Su Qinghuan subconsciously wanted to take a step back.
However, Jun Jiuyou just curled his lips into a smile. He set up an invisible barrier, and Su Qinghuan realized that there was no way for him to retreat!
"This seat is Jiuyou, the Supreme Lord of the Demon Race. Can Fairy Su remember?"
Hearing the way the man reported himself, Su Qinghuan almost had the illusion of being molested by the other party.
"..."
It shouldn't be, according to the original world line, isn't Jun Jiuyou not at all interested in the beauty of the original body?
Could it be that she is being affectionate again?
But Jun Jiuyou suddenly used actions to tell Su Qinghuan that what she was thinking was not fake, because Jun Jiuyou suddenly grabbed her jaw and forced her to look at him.
"Your Excellency, respect yourself!"
Su Qinghuan glared instantly.
"Self-respect? Why should I be self-respect?"
And Jun Jiuyou is still talking and laughing at Yanyan.
"My saintess is here today, of course you have to make up for us."
"I'm not the kind of person who makes trouble out of no reason. Since Fairy Su's words and deeds suit my taste, why don't you follow me to the Demon Realm."
"..."
Mist grass? !
This miraculous development was beyond Su Qinghuan's expectation.
But Hua Wanwan was obviously killed by Jun Jiuyou herself, so there is no reason for her to be a substitute!
This man is too arrogant!
Seeing Jun Jiuyou's actions, other orthodox monks dared not speak out.
Seeing that Su Qinghuan was about to be taken away, suddenly, the mighty thunderstorm scattered in the sky, a burst of colorful light appeared, and there were even auspicious birds singing together!
Su Qinghuan couldn't care less about struggling at this moment, her eyes lit up.
"Yan Hanzhou...has successfully crossed the tribulation."
The youngest Nascent Soul cultivator in the Canglan Continent is about to be born? !
(End of this chapter)
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