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The blood demon ancestor was very angry.

He thought that if Sima Xia died, he would be able to vent his anger by destroying the Sima family, and even gain the former goddess.

But he never expected that instead of destroying the Sima family, he was treated like a dog by Yan Zhongnian.

He never imagined that the goddess he had been thinking about for over a hundred years would actually be with Yan Zhong.

After more than a hundred years of waiting, it has not been his turn!

He was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, and he was so angry that he wanted to kill Yan Zhong, but his anger turned to anger, and he did not conflict with counseling.

So while expressing his anger towards Zhao Yan, he did not hesitate to admit and run away.

Zhao Yan was shown a face by him.

When the blood demon ancestor was screaming in the sky, he thought that the other party was going to explode and fight him for life and death.

But I didn't expect the blood demon ancestor to howl.

Turn around and run...

This Nima... it really makes him unable to say.

"Kui Niu, bite him!" Zhao Yan shouted.

"Ow~" Kui Niu shook his big head, then cast Lei Dun, pulled in the distance between him and the blood demon ancestor, and then stepped on the sky alone, and the thunder fell.

The dense thunderbolts appeared in a circle, and surrounded the ancestors of the blood demon like a prison.

"What a beast!"

The blood demon ancestor was sweating profusely and panicked.

"Draft master, you are the beast!"

Kui Niu scolded, and when he opened his mouth, a thunderbolt spewed out, and the blood demon ancestor easily avoided it.

"Hey, how dare you hide!"

Kui Niu kept opening his mouth and spewing thunder.

Even though the blood demon ancestor was flexible, he was also embarrassed by Kui Niu: "Well, you beast!"

I looked left and right, but I didn't see Zhao Yan.

He sacrificed a blood blade and slashed at Kui Niu.

Kui Niu turned into a thunderbolt to escape.

In the next second, a palace descended from the sky.

The blood demon ancestor was pressed down, just like the Sun Wukong was pressed under the Wuzhi Mountain.

"Yan Zhong, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply!"

The blood demon ancestor gritted his teeth and said, where did this old **** come from so many treasures.

"A gentleman hides his tools in his body." Zhao Yan smiled.

The ancestor of the blood demon scolded: "Is this sentence so understandable? Yan Zhong, you and I have no injustice or enmity, please hold your hand high and let me go."

"Snapped!"

Zhao Yan gave him a slap in the face.

"Let you go? Is it possible?"

The blood demon ancestor was silent for a moment, looked at him and replied seriously: "Anything is possible."

"Then I'll tell you today that your idea is wrong." Zhao Yan also replied seriously.

Now it has turned into a conflict of ideas.

Zhao Yan sacrificed the Lihuo Sword and cut it down with one sword.

"don't want!!!"

puff-

The head of the blood demon ancestor fell to the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.

Then Zhao Yan took off his storage bag, and then thoughtfully sparked the remains of the blood demon ancestor.

The contents in the storage bag are regarded as his prepaid cremation fee, and the price is fair and the fee is very reasonable.

Looking at the storage bag of the blood demon ancestor, Zhao Yan suddenly thought of something and looked at Kui Niu: "Niuzi, did you forget something for me?"

"Is there?" Kui Niu looked up at the sky, there were so many stars tonight, and it was really dark tonight.

Zhao Yan shook the storage bag of the blood demon ancestor, and then stretched out a hand: "Don't force me to do it."

Kui Niu had a Sima face, and reluctantly opened his mouth and spat out a storage bag in Zhao Yan's hand.

It was Qin Tian's storage bag.

When this guy ate Qin Tian, ​​he also swallowed the storage bag on Qin Tian's body.

Zhao Yan opened Qin Tian's storage bag, and the whole person was stunned: "This, this... good guy!"

Not to mention the spirit stone, it contains the Phoenix Clan's cultivation technique "Phoenix Mantra", and the most important thing is the materials to be used to refine the elixir!

Of the nine main materials, he only collected one.

Unexpectedly, Qin Tian had already helped him get everything together.

Yuan Chen and Qin Tian's master and apprentice were very kind to him.

His father was not as good to him as the two of them!

Then he opened the storage bag of the blood demon ancestor, and scolded: "The ratio of death to poverty, people are ugly and poor, no wonder my sister-in-law doesn't look down on you."

Compared with the blood demon ancestor, Sima Xia is completely rich and handsome.

The blood demon ancestor's storage bag has only one technique that can enter his eyes, called "Blood Sea Scripture".

You can cultivate the true body of the Blood Demon.

After becoming a Gorefiend, you can be reborn from a drop of blood.

Zhao Yan had no idea of ​​cultivating the magic method for the time being, so he rolled his eyes and threw it into the storage ring.

After all, he is the light of the right path!

How can I practice the magic way?

He put away the Tianqing Furnace and flew to Sima's house.

I'm going to reconnect with Mrs. Sima.

"I'm back, Senior Yan is back!"

"Senior Yan is back!"

Seeing Zhao Yan's return, the children of the Sima family were all relieved. After all, Zhao Yan was their only backing now, and of course they didn't want anything to happen to him.

"Thanks to Uncle Yan tonight, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." Sima Dao bowed to Zhao Yan.

Looking at the future cheap father-in-law and son, Zhao Yan smiled and said, "I should do it all."

"Uncle, did the blood demon ancestor escape from you?" Sima Dao asked again after getting up.

Zhao Yan laughed: "Don't worry, the blood demon ancestor is dead, and he will not come to the Sima family to seek revenge in the future."

"Dead! The blood demon ancestor actually died!"

"Senior Yan's cultivation is really unfathomable."

"So quickly kill the blood demon ancestor..."

The disciples of the Sima family were immediately discussing.

"Uncle's invincible appearance really makes my little nephew admire!" Sima Dao said with admiration on his face.

Zhao Yan felt that he was really annoying, but he said calmly: "Okay, it's getting late. I've been tired for a day today, everyone, let's go back and rest."

"Yes, little nephew will not delay Uncle's rest." Sima Dao took the lead, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhao Yan and Mrs. Sima were left.

Zhao Yan looked at Madam Sima.

Looking at the beauty under the moon, the more you look, the more spiritual you are!

Madam Sima bowed her head slightly, avoiding his threatening eyes, and said with a blushing face, "My concubine's bedroom was just destroyed by the blood demon ancestor. It's better to stay for a while, and then my concubine will serve my uncle well."

"In that case, let's stay in the mourning hall. I'm not picky." Zhao Yan hugged her and walked inside.

Madam Sima turned pale: "No, how can we do such things in the mourning hall of the deceased husband."

"Sister-in-law doesn't know anything. Brother Sima asked me to take good care of you before he died, and he would also be pleased if he saw it with his own eyes." Zhao Yan rambled a few times.

Gotta get things done tonight!

Even if the King of Heaven came, he couldn't stop him!

Madam Sima blushed and said, "It's not good."

"Uncle, I still have..." Sima Dao appeared at the entrance of the mourning hall again, and then looked at Zhao Yan who was holding his mother, and the whole person suddenly stayed in place.

Madam Sima exclaimed, feeling ashamed.

Sima Dao had mixed feelings, and after several changes in his face, he said, "Am I here at the wrong time?"

"No, you came at the right time." Zhao Yan let go of Mrs. Sima in his arms and said, looking at Sima Dao.

Madam Sima: =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)

Sima Dao:!!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

The two looked terrified.

Could it be that he wanted to spare both mother and son?

Zhao Yan said, "Help me close the door."

"Huh—" Both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Sima Dao closed the door and left.

Listen to the voices coming from inside.

Sima Dao was both angry and helpless in his heart, who made Zhao Yan the only backer of their family now.

Then he began to struggle again.

What should I say about this age?

Should I call Zhao Yanfa or my son-in-law in the future?

When Zhao Yan and Mrs. Sima had an in-depth exchange.

In the depths of the void, an unknown existence opened his eyes, and his eyes penetrated the heavens and the world, and the time is long, and the Yunhua world is locked in the dark.

He pinched his fingers, but frowned.

He clearly sensed that one of his clones died in the Yunhua Realm, but he couldn't count as someone who did it.

An existence that even He can't count...

Let him not only worry.

Who is going to attack him?

Then two pools of blood appeared in front of him.

The blood turned into two figures, a man and a woman.

"Go and find out who killed the avatar of the deity Yunhuajie." The unknown existence said lightly.

His avatars are all over the heavens and the world.

He doesn't care if a clone lives or dies.

What he cares about is that he can't figure out how this clone died and who killed it. This period happened to be erased from the long river of time by an unknown person.

This made him have to worry.

He always felt that someone was counting on him.

There is always a thug who wants to harm me!

…………

Zhao Yan was satisfied with the romantic night.

He didn't know it yet, because after he killed the blood demon ancestor, an unknown existence with persecution paranoia had made up a series of conspiracy calculations.

"Uncle is satisfied now."

Mrs. Sima has been dressed neatly and has returned to her dignified appearance. She is completely two faces from last night's. The strong contrast makes Zhao Yan very satisfied.

Zhao Yan smiled slightly: "Satisfied, it is simply too satisfied, we will have more exchanges in the future."

"Uncle~" Mrs. Sima glared at him with a blushing face, as if embarrassed and coquettish, and when she stomped her feet, it was choppy and trembling.

It's just so captivating all the time.

Compared with her, Mrs. Yan is too low-end.

Zhao Yan asked, "By the way, where is Sima Chun, who is going to marry me in a while, is it convenient to meet?"

He was a little curious about what that little loli looked like.

My daughter is a little beauty, and her friends are naturally beauties. If her appearance is too low, forget it, it doesn't match her own daughter!

"Uncle is starting to think about the newcomer now?" Madam Sima looked resentful and pursed her Yin Hong little mouth.

Looking at that small cherry mouth, Zhao Yan could only say that people can't look good, and sea water can't be measured.

Zhao Yan explained: "Sister-in-law, don't think about it, I just want to see what it looks like."

"That little girl was the granddaughter that Xianggong loved most when he was alive. She looks very good, and her uncle is also blessed." Mrs. Sima said with a smile.

Then she instructed the maid: "Don't go and bring Miss Jiu here."

"Don't bother, just let her show me." Zhao Yan stopped Mrs. Sima.

Then follow the maid to see Sima Chun.

He didn't enter the yard, but just stood outside and glanced at it, and he could only say that he was indeed a beautiful woman.

Her hair is soft, her face is delicate and lovely, her skin is as white and tender as sebum, her body is full of a quiet and elegant atmosphere, and she is completely two templates from her daughter who looks like she has ADHD.

She was watching silently with a volume of books in her hand.

The insects around seemed to no longer chirping.

As expected of someone else's child.

Next, Zhao Yan worked at Sima's house for a while, and then returned to Yan's house.

By this time he was already famous.

Because of the news that he killed the ancestor of the blood demon, he has jumped from one of the original top ten masters to the recognized number one master in the Yunhua world.

The top ten masters are all at the peak of God Transformation. Generally, when they reach this realm, there is not much difference in strength.

But Zhao Yan killed the blood demon ancestor overnight.

And he wasn't hurt at all.

What kind of terrifying power is this?

Truly the first person to transform into a god!

Therefore, some people who had been eyeing the Sima family after Sima Xia died also instantly dismissed the idea that Zhao Yan covered the Sima family.

Zhao Yan's benevolence and righteousness also won everyone's admiration.

Originally, many people thought that what he called taking care of the Sima family was to keep the Sima family from being destroyed.

But I didn't expect that he would go to Sima's house for a month after living in his own house for a month. This is completely taking care of the Sima's house as his own home!

If this is not benevolence, what is?

For a time, no one in the Yunhua world did not admire Yan Zhong.

Admire his strength, admire his benevolence and righteousness.

Only Sima Dao had a Sima face all day, because he knew very well what Zhao Yan came to his house for.

And just like that, a few months passed by.

At the end of the year, the Sima family and the Yan family got married.

Yan Zhong married Sima Chun, the first daughter of the Sima family.

The wedding was very grand, and almost all the prominent figures in the world of immortality came to congratulate.

After all, Zhao Yan's reputation is too great now.

At night, the new house is full of red.

The small figure sat nervously on the edge of the bed.

"Squeak-"

With the sound of the door opening, Sima Chun, who was wearing a wedding dress, trembled a little, rubbing her dress with her little hands.

Then she felt a sudden brightening in front of her eyes.

It was the red hijab that was lifted.

She mustered up the courage to look up, her eyes widened and her mouth opened into an O shape.

I saw that in front of her was not the old man she imagined like her grandfather, but a handsome young man, as handsome as an immortal.

Is this the head of the Yan family?

That unparalleled benevolence and righteousness of the world's first person?

Sima Chun's small face couldn't help but show two blushes.

"I'm not Yan Zhong." Zhao Yan said.

Sima Chun was stunned again, looking at him in astonishment.

Zhao Yan also sat by the bed: "I'm just pretending to be Yan Zhong these days. Now that I'm leaving, are you willing to leave with me?"

Whether she agrees or not, she has to take her back to Blue Star.

Just a routine question.

"Marry a chicken and follow a chicken, marry a dog and follow a dog, and a concubine will naturally follow her husband." Sima Chun's voice was clear.

Being called husband by a little girl, Zhao Yan felt a little unable to adapt: ​​"Don't call me husband, I just want to take you back to be my daughter's company."

"Does your husband want to divorce me?" Sima Chun's face was as white as paper, and his little hands tightly tugged at his skirt.

Zhao Yan: "..."

"No, you can't call me husband anyway."

"Then what should I be called?" Sima Chun was relieved when he heard that he wasn't about to leave himself.

Zhao Yan thought about it, she and her daughter were the same generation, and said, "Call me Uncle Zhao in the future."

Little girl, uncle will take you to see the goldfish.

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