Mozun is Running Away From Marriage Every Day (Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage) - Chapter 57

The battle between the immortals and demons was in full swing, and Yin Wuhui, with a fierce force, was stunned to drag everyone to die.

During Hua Che’s breath adjustment effort, Chu Binghuan went out, and when he returned he brought the latest year’s battle report.

“Xian Dao and Demon Dao have suffered heavy losses. Now it seems that either the two sides will truce, and it will be a tie; or they will kill each other, and will never give up unless the deal is completely swallowed.” Chu Binghuan said, “Left guardian is dead, right guardian does not know where to go. Now that Yin Wuhui lost his left and right hands, it was also difficult to sing alone.”

After a year of blankness, Hua Che was temporarily unable to answer, and after a moment of reaction, he asked, “Master and them…”

“Everything is fine.” Chu Binghuan took out an outer shirt from his sleeve and put it on Hua Che, for fear that he would recover from a serious illness and then catch a cold. “It’s just that Mu Zhaoyao suffered a lot of trauma.”

Hua Che paused in his heart and asked hurriedly, “What’s the matter with rustle?”

Chu Binghuan: “He is fine. It was Master Mu Gu who fought with Lord Shifang Rudder half a month ago. He was seriously injured and is still in a coma. His uncle said that even if Lord Mu Gu wakes up, he will have to rely on a wheelchair for the next life. “

Bitterness arose in Hua Che’s heart, and he stopped talking.

People always grow up.

The carefree youth of the past should also use his thin shoulders to support the heavy family business.

“Let’s go back too!” Hua Che stood up, followed Chu Binghuan for two steps, suddenly thought of something, and turned back again.

Chu Binghuan: “What’s wrong?”

“Long far away, I can’t come here for nothing, can I?” Hua Che smiled slyly, “How many treasures are there in Fenqing Palace, don’t you know?”

Chu Binghuan dragged the person back: “The gentleman is magnanimous, don’t treat it as a small evil.”

Chu Binghuan, who almost became a demon cultivator, said to Hua Che, who was once a demon, “you are not allowed to steal things”? ? ?

Hua Che was stunned.

Chu Binghuan also felt a little embarrassed.

“This is not stealing,” Hua Che taught with a nose and a glance, “this is called seizure.”

Chu Binghuan: “…”

He was speechless.

So, the good baby Chu Binghuan was led by the bad baby Huache. The two of them sneaked into the vault of the Fenqing Hall hand in hand. Looking at the rare treasures piled up in the house, Chu Binghuan regarded it as dung, Hua Che. But I was so happy to go round and round.

“Look, Yuan Lingcao is hard to find! Look, Hun Yuan Pill, a priceless treasure!” Hua Che opened his sleeve and loaded it.

Chu Binghuan shook his head helplessly.

Greed of money, human nature.

Hua Che said with a smile: “Let’s go deep behind the enemy line. Are you embarrassed to go back without a welcome gift? Besides, our Lingxiao Palace is too poor, so it’s okay to take some jade to decorate the facade.”

Poor?

You can’t just look at the surface.

The eldest disciple is the ancient fierce beast Qiongqi. Although the two, three, four and five are dragon sleeves, the six disciples are backed by Fengming Valley, the seventh disciples are backed by the Yuntian Water Mirror, and the eighth disciples are backed by Yeyou Mansion. With such a tough backstage, who dares to say that Zhuang Tian is short and poor, who dares to say that the immortal gate of the Lingxiao Palace is the bottom?

Although Chu Binghuan was powerless to slander, he was happy to look at the appearance of Hua Che’s little money fan, and found it particularly pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly, I couldn’t help but imagine that if the financial affairs were given to Hua Che after he got married in the future, he would have to apply for any expenses in the future. While Hua Che held the key to the vault, while telling him the secret of diligence and frugality, the boss gave him the spirit stone unwillingly.

Chu Binghuan thought about it, and couldn’t help laughing.

In order to prevent the family elders from worrying, after discussing, Hua Che and Chu Binghuan gave up the policy of letting the backyard of Fenqing Palace set on fire. The two of them joined hands with Yujian and returned to the base camp of Immortal Dao.

A long way away, I saw Murong Sa and others who were at war with Mo Xiu.

Seeing you again after half a year, Chu Binghuan felt like a world away. After all, the last parting was not pleasant.

“Fuck, you two are really still alive!” Murong Sa almost burst into tears, and no matter what, he pounced on him and hugged him fiercely.

Murong Sa said arrogantly while wiping his tears: “There is a rumor that you two are dead, I am! This young master’s brother, how could it be easy to die!”

Murong Sa was still the same as before. As soon as he came up, he whispered a lot of things, and while leading Hua Che to the camp, he whispered and wished to tell him all of the history of this year.

Seeing his radiant face, Hua Che expressed that his worries were purely unnecessary. Who is the other Master Mu? Will he be overthrown by this kind of setbacks?

Even if it was initially devastated, but there was Zhuang Tian, ​​Lin Yan, and Chu Binghuan, even if Murongsa wanted to stand still!

Back at the camp, the immortal monks saw Chu Binghuan from a distance, and they were all frightened.

Look at him with a clear fairy qi, let alone the demons, not even the slightest dirt on his body. A year ago, the smoky miasma left, and a year later, he came back cleanly and cleanly.

Some people were happy and some were crying, especially the monks in the Yuntian Water Mirror, who talked endlessly around their son.

“Young Master Chu is too powerful, he actually killed the Zuo Hufa of Fen Qingdian!”

“That’s it, this is a great achievement!”

Chu Binghuan saw Chu Changfeng. Chu Changfeng didn’t say much. He just nodded and patted Chu Binghuan’s shoulder: “Just come back.”

Chu Binghuan whispered: “Thanks to Hua Che.”

“Left guardian…”

“He just thinks that I am young and underestimate the enemy, otherwise it won’t be so easy.”

“It’s okay.” Chu Changfeng was very pleased.

The breeze is cool, the sky is white, and the sun rises.

Lin Yan came to see Hua Che on the fourth day, because he and Zhuang Tian flew thousands of miles away, looking for the missing persons who fought with Moxiu, and then carried them to the camp to give Yuntian Shuijing’s medical treatment.

After going back and forth, it was only on the fourth day that Hua Che and Chu Binghuan had returned.

The two masters and disciples are not too happy. It is reported that Wen Yuan has regained his sanity. Over the years, he has followed Zhuang Tian’s demon-killing and defending way. With his performance and Fengminggu’s absolute guarantee, the monks gradually accepted him, but some He was also quite jealous of him, he didn’t go to irritate others, and he was in peace for a year.

As for Lin Yan…

Lin Yan was hit hard.

Without him, the egg that did not break the shell finally broke. He happily told the seniors that it was estimated that it should be a heavy bird. When everyone surrounded the bird egg, under the attention of everyone, it was fine. The long thin thing got out of the shell, and his tongue stuck out…

Lin Yan’s heart is cold.

Yes, there is no such good luck. Is a heavy bird not enough? One cannot be too greedy.

That is the child of Lord Qingcheng Peak. When he was a child, he was an ordinary little snake. When he grew up, he would eat people.

This thing is different from Wen Yuan, Wen Yuan has spiritual knowledge, but this one does not, so he can’t tell the difference between good and bad. In its eyes, all humans, including its owners, are food, and their existence is only to fill their stomachs.

Therefore, Murong Sa raised the knife in his hand and directly cut the little snake out of the roots.

Lin Yan lost his beloved son for several days.

Hearing that Hua Che and Chu Binghuan had returned home, Lin Yan cried and swollen eyes, telling all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the past year. And Zhuang Tian went around the yard more than a dozen times. Chu Binghuan thought he would be reprimanded by his master, but Zhuang Tian just sighed, and reached out to caress Chu Binghuan’s head.

Compared with others’ accusations, anger, violent thunder, or disappointment, Zhuang Tian just hugged Chu Binghuan and said warmly: “Child, you have suffered.”

The six words forced Chu Binghuan’s tears alive.

“You and Qingkong have a lot of past events. We don’t know and understand those past events. But you shouldn’t be choked in your heart. Even if you don’t want to mention it to others, at least talk to Qingkong! You two people who have the same disease and pity each other well. Let’s talk about it, because only you two can empathize in this world. That memory, that experience, and all the joys, anger, sorrow, and joy belong only to the two of you.”

Is it precisely because of those joys, angers, sorrows, and joys that make the present?

Chu Binghuan nodded lightly.

Zhuang Tian warmly smiled and said, “Fortunately, everything has rained and the sky has cleared!”

Seven days later, Chu Binghuan fought ten rudder masters, three rudder masters, four rudder masters and five rudder masters died. He was injured six or seven or eight. He became famous in World War I and won the honorary title of Yun Miaojun.

The immortal monk suffered heavy losses, and Fen Qing Temple was not getting better, and now he was supported by Yin Wuhui alone. Once Yin Wuhui died, Fen Qing Temple’s energy would be exhausted.

In addition, there is an unexpected joy in Hua Che.

In the previous life, Chu Binghuan locked his remnant soul with a hoop, causing Hua Che to be insufficient and weak in this life. Originally, Chu Binghuan lamented that he had done nothing, and felt that he had harmed Hua Che, but now it seems to be a blessing in disguise.

The remnant soul of the previous life returned to Hua Che’s body through the medium of Huanghou, and his soul was unified, and his sickly sickness would naturally healed.

In addition… the remnant soul carries the cultivation base of the previous life!

Although it was only one-tenth, the Hua Che in the previous life was so superb, even one-tenth was enough to break through Yin Wuhui’s golden core seal.

Therefore, Hua Che went to the Fenqing Palace again with the last large army.

Hua Che walked to the outside of the main hall, and from a distance, he saw Yin Wuhui sitting on the throne.

After a year, this incredible Demon Venerable hasn’t changed much, but his eyes have become dull, his eyes have become hollow, and he has been in a trance.

Hua Che walked in slowly.

Yin Wuhui heard the movement and looked back at Hua Che.

Moonlight stretched Hua Che’s figure slender, his face was hidden under the dark light, but his phoenix eyes were extremely bright.

Yin Wuhui’s heart shook, almost instinctively called: “Si Jin.”

Hua Che stood still and stopped leaving.

Yin Wuhui was anxious to get up from the throne, without knowing what he stumbled under his feet. He staggered, almost crawling to Hua Che, and called out in a daze, “Si Jin, it’s really you.” , It’s really you hahahaha! You are back, you really came to find the deity!”

This is the case with Yin Wuhui in the previous life. The demons have matured, and people have gone crazy.

It’s just that this life is three hundred years earlier.

“Che’er.”

A gentle voice came from behind, Hua Che was taken aback, looking back, it really was Xie Wanting.

Yin Wuhui’s expression suddenly changed, and he dragged Hua Che behind him and stared at Xie Wanting viciously: “Si Jin is mine! You tiny ant, you dare to covet the deity’s woman!”

Xie Wanting ignored him, but said to Hua Che: “Shangqing Immortal Gate has not captured Lu Yao, he should still be in the Fenqing Palace, go find him, and leave it to me here.”

Hua Che hesitated: “But…”

“Don’t worry.” Xie Wanting said lightly, “I can’t help him with his appearance.”

Hua Che smiled happily, right. Originally, Moxiu was afraid of Lexiu, not to mention the virtue of Yin Wugui. As long as Xie Wanting used the guqin to remind him, the result was self-evident.

Hua Che left with peace of mind.

Not long after, he heard Yin Wuhui’s abuse, followed by the sound of Jiuyou’s piano, followed by Yin Wuhui’s mad roar.

The author has something to say: This is the third last chapter duck!