Fighting the Supreme Realm

Chapter 92 The Demon Emperor comes to welcome the Saint (5)

In the hall, the snow-white stone ceiling, gold patterned borders, gorgeous chandeliers, thick and curvaceous furniture, and soft and thick wool decoration all display the nobility and luxury of Xiao Mansion.

"Young Master Xiao has done such a great job. The Xiao Mansion has never been so grandly opened before." Xiao Zhan looked at the brand new Xiao Mansion, touching here and there from time to time, tut-tutting and sighing.

"Is it necessary to spend so much manpower and material resources to welcome the Demon King?" Ziying pursed her lips, feeling slightly unhappy.

In Ziying's heart, the Demon King was a bit like the culprit who beat up mandarin ducks. In the eyes of women, he was a heinous sin, so Ziying couldn't understand why Xiao Yan was so extravagant.

"The return of the Saint of the Demon Clan is an extremely grand ceremony for the Demon Clan. In order to show the importance to the Saint of the Demon Clan, and also to express some thoughts on Qing Lin's separation from me, no matter how big the deal is? I have to let Qing Lin Feel my heart." Xiao Yan explained lightly, but he couldn't shake the trace of melancholy from his brows. How could he be happy when parting was imminent?

"As for welcoming the Demon Emperor, that's the next best thing." Xiao Yan added another sentence, which made Ziying feel a lot more comfortable.

Although the Demon King's status is respected, it is far from worthy of Xiao Yan's condescension. This time it was Xiao Yan who returned the Saint, and it was the Demon Clan that owed Xiao Yan a huge favor. If it were not for Qing Lin, Xiao Yan would have just received the Demon Emperor casually, and there would be no need for such a big fanfare.

"Brother Xiao Yan."

When Xiao Yan frowned, Qing Lin walked over from the back door of the hall, wearing a gauze-like white dress, as if he was in smoke and fog. The skin that is occasionally exposed in the sleeves is as smooth as warm jade, and the cherry mouth is red without any spots. It is indescribably elegant and refined, but there is endless nostalgia in the eyes, which makes Xiao Yan's reluctance to leave even more. With a pinch, he sighed heavily in his heart.

"In a while, at dawn, the Demon King should be here." Xiao Yan murmured to himself, looking at the light blue sky studded with a few remaining stars, his eyes suddenly became a little gloomy.

"Brother Xiao Yan, is Qing'er beautiful today?" Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't speak, Qing Lin raised her face slightly and asked.

"Beautiful, more beautiful than the fairies who descended to earth." Xiao Yan calmed down his gloomy mood and said with a slight smile.

"Really?" Hearing her lover's praise, Qing Lin's face turned red and she lowered her head slightly, but then raised it again, "In those days when Qing'er is not around, brother Xiao Yan must always remember Qing'er's beautiful face. Looks good?"

"Yeah, yeah, forever." Xiao Yan felt sour when he heard this. He almost couldn't control his mood and agreed again and again.