Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day (Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage) - Chapter 43

The audience was silent.

The disciples of Yeyou Palace were stunned, their fingers stiff, and they could no longer play or sing.

Mu Qinian and Zhuang Tian stared at them, and for a moment they forgot how to control the beast.

Yuntian Shuijing and his group held down the frantic disciple, and after listening to Yin Wuhui’s words, they were all dumbfounded.

It took a long time for Mei Cailian to find her own voice: “Wh, what?”

“Hua, Brother Hua?” Murong Sa called out in shock, “Yin Wuhui said, you, you are his…”

“Hua Qingkong is Yin Wugui’s son!?” Amidst the crowd, the real Chiyao shouted with a drake, and everyone returned to their senses. The flesh and bones that were fried by this shocking secret were rotten and tender on the outside.

“What’s going on?” Mei Cailian couldn’t believe her ears, “Hua Qingkong, Zhuang Tian, ​​you explain!”

Zhuang Tian didn’t know where to start. He only knew that Hua Che was born in poverty. His mother was a prostitute and had hardship since childhood. As for his father…this is a mystery that no one can find out.

After all, Hua Mei’er is a prostitute, who knows which Young Master Kuo gave birth to Hua Che!

But no matter what, it shouldn’t be Yin Wuhui! !

After suddenly returning to their senses, everyone looked at Chu Binghuan one after another.

Hua Che’s father is Mozun, and his future husband-in-law is Yuntian Shuijing’s son, this, this, this relationship is too **** complicated, right?

Hua Che is not afraid of whispering from all quarters. Anyway, his previous life was revealed under the eyes of the public, and there is nothing wrong with repeating the same mistakes in this life, but this time has been advanced several decades.

Ignoring the noisy questions below, Hua Che stared at Yin Wuhui, pointed to the crazy Yuntian Shuijing disciple and asked, “What’s the matter with that person?”

“It’s not a seizure, it’s just a puppet curse.” Yin Wuhui said very lightly, snapped his fingers, and the convulsed disciple suddenly fell silent, kicked his legs and fainted.

Yin Wugui said in a weird manner: “How can you lose faith in what you promised to your father? If you don’t let your father move the cloud and sky water mirror, drunk the building and the palace of Lingxiao, then you will be the father as you wish. In order to send congratulatory gifts to Sect Master Xie , I had to use the disciples of the Yuntian Water Mirror to present the head of that fat boy, oh, don’t worry, it was the fat boy who was killed for his father and did not let the little poor people of the Yuntian Water Mirror get bloody.”

Yin Wuhui’s eyes narrowed slightly: “Actually, he should have killed the disciple of Yuntian Shuijing, let the medical practitioner surnamed Chu hold the head of the disciple with his own hands, and offer it to Sect Master Xie, hahahahahaha, that would be exciting! It’s just a pity that I promised my son not to hurt Yuntian Shui Jing at all, eh, I didn’t see it as a good show, but it’s not bad to see it now! Sect Master Xie found that the expression on the tragic death of the closed disciple was so wonderful!”

Without waiting for Hua Che to speak, the Promise Sword Master drew out his sword and shouted at Hua Che: “Are you really the son of the great demon Yin Wuhui?”

Hua Che didn’t answer and asked, “I said no, will anyone listen?”

The Promise Sword Master was all hairy, and various assumptions made him shudder.

Yin Wuhui came to Yeyou Mansion to make trouble without any scruples. Why is he so rampant, he has no layout, and even broke in alone?

That’s because he has internal responses! Who says he is alone, there is his own son in it!

When Yin Wuhui first spoke, Hua Che was not surprised, it can be seen that Hua Che knew about it a long time ago.

So what does it mean for him to worship into the Lingxiao Hall? He also won the head of the Wanmen Huiwu. Has he already mastered the strength of the newcomers of the Immortal Dao, preparing for the future battle between the immortals and demons?

Correct!

Hua Che is Yin Wuhui’s spy who is planted in Xiandao!

It is worse than Lu Yao, more vicious than Lu Yao, and more creepy than Lu Yao!

The more the Promise Sword Master thought about it, the more afraid he became.

Unexpectedly, the sword’s edge returned, and a fiery keel whip severely strangled the body of the sword, forcing the Promise Sword Master to be blocked in mid-air, and had to return to the ground, panting and exclaiming: “Chu Tianyu! You want to cover up. Isn’t he successful?”

Mei Cailian felt bluntly in her heart: “Binghuan, don’t be confused!”

The burning soul hung at Chu Binghuan’s feet and bounced happily, the flame on the whip was burning and “cracking”.

Chu Binghuan’s eyes were a little frightening: “Whoever dares to move him again, don’t blame the younger generation for being polite.”

“you!”

The Promise Sword Master was afraid for a while. If Chu Binghuan’s men hadn’t been merciful just now, the burning soul would be drawn on him, and it would not be better for three to five months. As the sword master of the Promise Sword Sect, being so insulted by a younger generation really made him unable to lift his head, and his heart was so angry that he couldn’t help venting his full anger and jealousy on Hua Che, “Since he is the son of Demon Venerable, then To worship the Lingxiao Palace is to have a plan!”

“What are you plotting?” Wen Yuan, who was stunned for a long time, said stupidly, “Is the Turing Xiao Palace poor and frustrated?”

“…” Zhuang Tian, ​​who was nervous for a long time, laughed out loud.

The Promise Sword Master blushed, and said with a stubborn neck: “He is definitely a spy of Fen Qingdian, and Yin Wuhui’s internal correspondent! Don’t forget, Lu Mingfeng was dismounted by him!”

Chu Binghuan said coldly: “Then why didn’t he worship the Shangqing Immortal Gate, that is the number one in Immortal Dao.”

“Wait a moment!” Hua Che, who had been silent for a long time, interrupted, and fell back to the ground, “How do you listen to you, Promise Sword Master, as if I wronged Lu Mingfeng, as if it was me who exposed Lu Mingfeng’s evil deeds? The trick?”

“This…” The Promise Sword Master choked.

Yin Wuhui in the sky sneered and said: “The immortal monk, really are a bunch of bastards! My son, hurry up and return to the Fen Qing Palace as a father, and that’s your place!”

Before Hua Che could refute, Chu Binghuan stood in front of him.

I saw this young man who had not yet reached the weak crown, facing the devil who killed the Quartet without being humble or arrogant, and said in a deep voice: “Hua Che will be good to others, and will definitely not kill innocent and bloodthirsty demons like you. Associate!”

Yin Wuhui’s eyes instantly bleeded: “Square! Where can you speak here!”

The magic mist was overwhelming, and Chu Binghuan was about to try to defend, but he was hugged by Hua Che from the front.

Hua Che almost wrapped Chu Binghuan tightly in the posture of an eagle guarding a chick, and sternly shouted into the black mist: “You dare to move him!?”

Yin Wuhui’s solemn voice passed through the black mist: “No one can threaten the deity, even if you are the son of the deity!”

Yin Wuhui is a lunatic, and his six relatives don’t recognize him after he got sick. Maybe he could really kill his sons and kill his sons.

Hua Che was unmoved, he didn’t even wrinkle his brows, his eyes were bright and mysterious, and his eyes were pure and proud: “Then kill me!”

Chu Binghuan’s heart trembled suddenly.

It’s a pity that when you are born, you are in the same place, and when you die, you are in the same acupuncture point. After all, the desire to die for love has not been realized.

This pair of fateful mandarin ducks staged a tragic drama, but they were destroyed by the people who had the intention-Zhuang Tian, ​​Mu Qinian, Xie Wanting, together with True Man Chi Yao, blocked Yin Wuhui’s killer move back.

After getting a moment’s gap, Chu Binghuan summoned Tingquan Sword to go up in the wind.

The falling snow on the ground was stimulated by the sword energy, and it rose into the air one after another, and the white snow fluttered. Every piece of snow turned into a sharp weapon. With the burst of Chu Binghuan’s true essence, the dense snow flakes spread towards Yin Wugui.

The wind listens to the snow.

Yin Wuhui didn’t take it seriously. Unexpectedly, that sword qi had a biting coldness. If he didn’t pay attention, the snow flakes turned into ice, and all of them pierced into the body and reached the inner house of the soul!

“Nascent Infant Realm?” Someone in the crowd screamed, “The eighteen-year-old Nascent Infant realm, how can this, this, this be possible!”

The people who were marveling at this swordsmanship were caught off guard by another sharp light rushing into the sky. That winter and spring, the breath of clearing the soul and turbidity is so familiar, if the monks who have participated in the martial arts of Wanmen will be able to feel it, it is the last one. Huiwu, a move used by a certain person.

Jiyue breeze.

Bai Xuebing collapsed instantly, the frosty breath disappeared, the clouds and mist dissipated, and the bright sunlight shone down.

And the Bing Ling that invaded Yin Wuhui’s body also turned into water mist under the influence of Hua Che’s sword aura, and instantly melted into the limbs and corpses.

In fact, Liufeng Tingxue and Jiyue Qingfeng are complementary swordsmanship, and Hua Che also realized it after seeing Liufeng Tingxue. Liufeng and Tingxue go first, and Jiyue Qingfeng assists, which can amplify the damage caused by the former.

To put it simply, if a person is poisoned by a poisoned needle, as long as the toxin does not spread, he will not die so quickly. As long as the blood is sealed quickly, and the toxin is slowly detoxified, he can be cured.

And Hua Che’s swordsmanship just allowed the toxins to spread, and Chu Binghuan’s sword skills were used to a terrifying level.

Yin Wuhui was traumatized, but even so, it would be ridiculous that Tangtang Mozun was killed by two little boys who were not up to the weak crown. He just suffered a loss, one of the few losses in the past thousand years.

He was hurt by his own son and son-in-law.

Not only was Yin Wugui not angry, but rather excited.

Yin Wuhui used blood to attract monsters, soul-eating bats flew around the sky, headless birds flickered their wings and sucked human blood, and his sacred eyes scanned the chaotic Yeyou Mansion. Suddenly, he was shocked and surprised, “Oh? “With a cry.

The nine-tailed demon fox retreated. Zhuang Tian tried to summon other spirit beasts. Mu Qinian floated over to protect him from a heart-stealing evil spirit, and asked, “Where is your crane?”

Zhuang Tian said: “Auspicious? It’s a mascot and can’t fight.”

Mu Qinian was dumbfounded: “So your destiny pet is just a mascot who can’t do anything and eat nothing?”

Not only did Zhuang Tian not be ashamed, but it was especially difficult to understand Mu Qinian’s fuss: “But it’s very obedient and cute!”

Mu Qinian: “…”

Your grandma is a bear!

The beast control master’s destiny pet is to sign a contract, let it be the master, and live forever. Just like a monk’s spiritual weapon, as long as the soul is immortal, no matter where you go to the world, you can get in place immediately with an order, and you can die for the master at the critical moment!

As for the nine-tailed demon fox and the three-tailed cat demon that Zhuang Tian just summoned, they are all temporary workers! Controlled by blood curse, just say to run and run away, it’s not applicable at all.

Therefore, when cultivating spirit beasts, the masters of the beasts will nurture it from birth, just like the heavy bird of Lin Yan, this is absolute loyalty, and absolutely powerful.

How could he have thought that Zhuang Tian was so unreliable that he actually raised a crane, but still a…what useless crane!

Damn, it’s no wonder that their Lingxiao Palace has been in a downturn for so many years, and the heads are all like bears, so where can they expect the disciples to be better?

If it weren’t for Hua Che, Chu Binghuan and the others had gone, ha ha, the Lingxiao Palace would be fine for 10,000 years!

Wen Yuan carried his sword and rushed to Zhuang Tian’s side: “Master.”

“What are you doing out?” Zhuang Tian was anxious, “Go back to the house and stay! Let Xiaoyan not run around!”

Wen Yuan seemed to be scolded for doing something wrong, and lowered his head aggrievedly: “I’m worried about Master, Master…”

Zhuang Tian made him feel hot when he said it.

Yin Wuhui was angry and laughed for a while, madly talking to Hua Che some incomprehensible things, and finally, he floated behind Hua Che like a ghost, and said in a chilly manner: “Today you protect them, and they will be in the future. If you break your corpse into pieces, you will regret it. Don’t you understand the truth that it’s not my race that has different hearts? My son, why don’t you listen to your father’s words?”

Hua Che got goosebumps and swung his backhand with a sword: “Don’t call yourself a father anymore!”

Yin Wugui smiled narrowly: “Do you want to kill your father?”

Hua Che asked in a cold voice: “Don’t my father want to kill sons too?”

Yin Wuhui suddenly laughed loudly: “Che’er Che’er, are you admitting that the deity is your father?”

Hua Che looked at him with a stupid expression on his face.

Yin Wuhui said happily, “Go back to the Temple of Love with the same deity, and be your young master above 10,000. You and my father and son will unite the land of Kyushu. It is just around the corner!”

Looking at Yin Wuhui’s crazy face, remembering Hua Meier’s suffering and humiliation, Hua Che was furious, full of grief and anger, prompting him to stab Yin Wuhui without hesitation.

Yin Wuhui easily avoided, and laughed wildly: “Hahahahahaha, you are deceived by the immortal Dao, and you are not blamed for your father. When you are disgusted by them and expelled by the immortal Dao, you will have nowhere to go and return to the Fenqing Temple. Kneeling and begging for the father!”

Chu Binghuan flew up to Hua Che’s side, grabbing Hua Che’s wrist without anyone else, and staring at Yin Wuhui as if he swore an oath: “Hua Che has my own care, so I don’t have to worry about it.”

Hua Che was taken aback.

Chu Binghuan’s eyes were almost paranoid and firm: “Also, he will not be expelled by Immortal Dao, because Yuntian Shui Jing will always be on his side.”

Hua Che’s breathing was stagnant, and he lowered his head slightly.

He didn’t know why, he had come back to life, and he had put everything down, but he would still feel pain when he heard these words again.

“I might be overwhelmed by what I said, but Hua Qingkong is my Zhuang Tian’s apprentice. Even if the Demon Lord wants someone, he has to ask me?” Zhuang Tian didn’t know when he stood beside Hua Che, his head still Squatting a running pheasant that was summoned from nowhere, the running pheasant with spiritual sense looked left and right, two paws stomped on top of Zhuang Tian’s head, and sat down on the bottom, ready to incubate the egg.

“Yes!” Murong Sa also followed, and said aggressively, “Hua Che is the brother of this young master, do you dare to bully him? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is!”

Mu Qinian: “…”

Lin Yan was trembling with fright, but still hugged the Zhongming Bird to follow up and said, “I, I, I, I, I, I want to protect, Brother Eight!”

Mu Qinian sighed and looked at his dandy son. He said, “Hua Qingtian, Guangfeng Jiyue, Huai Jin holds Yu, I believe in him.”

Xie Wanting smiled: “Little friend Hua has saved my life, and I should repay it.”

Hua Che looked at everyone in disbelief.

How did that happen?

Are they defending themselves? Are they on their side?

How can it be? Obviously, it should be the same as in the previous life, to be jealous, cast aside, besieged, and expelled by others!

Hua Che’s mind was turbulent, worrying about gains and losses: “You…”

“Don’t be afraid.” Chu Binghuan put his hand on Hua Che’s shoulder and hugged him vainly, “I am here.”

The author has something to say: Why is the update so early! Because it is Huan Huan Xi’s double duty duck!

Thank you [windsky] [zcvbnm] for the mine duck!