Emperor Jiuyin

This man was thin in stature, with delicate features, fair face and red lips. He looked like a young man standing next to Gu Xiyu, but he did not really regard himself as a young man. After all, a young man could not come to this kind of place.

"Senior sister, who was that person just now? You seem to care about him very much." Xia Shuming followed Gu Xiyu in small steps. If Gu Xiyu made a move, he would move as well, inseparable and inseparable.

Gu Xiyu's expression was very cold, like cold water, "I don't know."

Xia Shuming was not discouraged, because ever since she met Gu Xiyu, her expression had always been so cold. She had this attitude toward everyone, regardless of gender.

Xia Shuming has long been accustomed to it.

"Senior sister, I don't know if the people who support Tianmen are here today. If they know that you are the Red Moon Saint and have returned to Yuehuang Holy Land, their faces will definitely be ugly."

Xia Shuming entered Yuehuang Holy Land one year later than Gu Xiyu. At that time, Gu Xiyu had already committed the Glacial Massacre and killed a generation of disciples of Zhitianmen, while Xia Shuming was still practicing martial arts hard to fight for the identity of the Holy Son.

At that time, after hearing the legend of the Red Moon Saint, he began to collect a large number of Gu Xiyu's deeds. From the beginning of curiosity, he finally fell into an inextricable crazy worship and obsession.

He didn't know why, but a beautiful girl wearing blood-stained white clothes and stepping on a floating corpse always appeared in his mind.

He was obsessed with her lips, imagined her face, sketched her figure, painted for her, recited poems for her, and composed music for her. He felt that he loved everything about her as if he was worshiping a god. God is The flawless Saintess of the Red Moon has been deified in his mind and has become an indestructible god.

After Gu Xiyu returned to Yuehuang Holy Land, he was lucky enough to meet Gu Xiyu and found that Gu Xiyu's image was more in line with his expectations than what he imagined in his mind.

Overjoyed, in order to get closer to Gu Xiyu, Xia Shuming went to the Saint Wu Meng to plead for mercy, hoping to join Wu Meng's family and get along with Gu Xiyu day and night.

He thought this was a fantasy, but what he didn't expect was that the Dreamless Saint actually agreed to his request.

But he didn't know that the Binghe murder case was a painful past that Gu Xiyu couldn't bear to look back on, rather than a glorious achievement worth showing off.

The title of Red Moon Saint is even more taboo for Gu Xiyu.

When Gu Xiyu heard the words Red Moon Saint, her face immediately turned cold: "Don't mention Binghe again."

Xia Shuming said in confusion: "Senior sister, you are a ninth-level saint king now, and the people who support Tianmen don't dare to do anything to you, so why should you be afraid of them anymore? Even if this matter is said publicly now, it doesn't matter."

"This has nothing to do with being afraid or not. I won't allow you to mention these things again in the future." Gu Xiyu said. She didn't understand why the Dreamless Saint would suddenly accept Xia Shuming as her apprentice. This junior made Gu Xiyu feel very troubled. , he has been trying every possible means to find out about herself, as if he wants to dig her out from head to toe.

Gu Xiyu is a very conservative person and is very taboo about others prying into her secrets. But Xia Shuming was already her junior brother, and even if he sometimes went too far, Gu Xiyu couldn't punish him.

"Yes, Senior Sister." Xia Shuming thought to himself, "Why is Senior Sister so taboo about the Glacier Murder Case? It seems that I still don't know Senior Sister well enough. This matter must be investigated clearly."

Everyone waited for another hour, and the masters of the Saint King from all directions arrived one after another.

At this time, a huge roar suddenly sounded over the canyon.

A crowd as dark as a dark cloud came down from the sky, and the momentum was extremely huge. Everyone was wearing black clothes, their faces were cold, and their breath was cold, but they were strong.

Like the god of death, they approached coldly.

"Who are they?" Everyone looked up at the sky. The warriors on both sides of the canyon were frightened by this power and retreated to both sides.

The expressions on the faces of the more than 10,000 Saint Lord masters holding Dragon Transformation Tokens in the canyon became more serious.

Even Lord Zhu Qinglong and Lord Da Jilong are no exception.

Li Hanxue's eyes were like lightning, and she got into the crowd of people in black, and instantly locked onto a flash of red in the black clouds.

A little red in the darkness, this red is too conspicuous.

He was tall and tall, wearing a large red robe, and he was rustling in the strong wind. His long hair was disheveled, undulating in the air, and his stern face did have the aura of an overlord who devoured the world. His eyes looked down with a look of nothing. , thousands of miles of mountains and rivers seem to have become a tiny place in his eyes.

He is not a dragon king, but he can be condescending and look down on the master dragon king.

"Brother Long!" Li Hanxue was overjoyed. This face was all too familiar to him, but before he shouted these words, he realized something was wrong, "No, he is Long Xiao, not Long Zhanye!"

Only Long Xiao has such a domineering spirit, Long Zhanye will never be like this.

Li Hanxue's face was as heavy as her mood, "Unexpectedly, Brother Long still failed to defeat Long Xiao, and his body was dominated by Long Xiao."

Behind Long Xiao, stood a group of experts from the Long family. Most of them were in their prime and in their prime, but there were also a few gray-haired and decrepit old people, but there were not many. They were just like stars dotted in the darkness. It seemed extremely sparse among the crowd.

Among this group of people, the weakest ones also have Saint Lord cultivation, most of them are high-level Saint Lords, and there are even some Dragon Lord masters among them, but they are all willing to stand behind Long Xiao.

Not because of anything else, just because he is the eternal evil dragon of the Long family.

What's even more shocking is that beside Long Xiao, there is a rickety old man, who faintly exudes the aura of Tianjun.

And this person, like a butler, stood quietly beside Long Xiao, staring at the people in the Rulong Grand Canyon with a faint gaze.

"What is the background of these guys to be so proud?"

"They are the Long family!"

Long Xiao and a group of dragon family members slowly walked into the Grand Canyon, like a black sharp knife with a drop of blood on the edge, cutting through the crowd and walking straight under the golden wheel.

Long Xiao glanced at the heroes and couldn't help laughing, "You are Xiaoxiao, are you worthy of transforming into a dragon?"

"Long Xiao is still this virtuous." Li Hanxue thought to himself, "I wish I could turn everyone in the world into my enemies."

"What did you say?" Many saints were furious after hearing this.

Holding the Dragon Transformation Order, which one is not one of the top geniuses among ten thousand? When has he ever been so despised?

Su Wudao, Gao Ziyun, Fu Xihua and others looked at Long Xiao with interest. Masters such as Jian Wufeng, Gong Xiyang, Gu Xiyu also looked sideways, but there was no anger on their faces.

At their level, they are extremely confident in their own power. A person who is confident enough and strong enough will find it difficult to be provoked. wavv

Only those who are not strong enough, or think they are not strong enough, are easily angered.

Shen Wuqi had been sitting on the stone plate. At this time, he opened his eyes and took a look at Long Xiao, then slowly closed his eyes again.

Long Xiao laughed wildly and rushed towards a master of the Holy Lord with an angry look on his face.

The broad red robe moved in the wind, like the wings of a roc, and the thick right palm was like a collapsed sky, suppressing it fiercely, domineering and unstoppable.

Long Xiao is crazier and more unscrupulous than before. He doesn't care about what power the person represents behind him, he just takes action. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. I am the only true overlord in the world, and everyone who disobeys me will perish!

The holy king was shocked. How could he have imagined that Long Xiao would dare to be so bold and take action directly.

In panic, the holy king quickly raised his hands and mobilized his whole body to resist Long Xiao's shocking blow.