The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 763 The direct disciple is the demon king (93)

  Sang Jian patted his head, "I'm not like some people who forget what I said when I turned around. I'm still waiting for you to bring me back to the magic palace in a sedan chair."

  Yunxian: "..."

  He put his arms around Sang Jian's neck, tightening a little more.

  Sang Jian sighed, "There are so many of your subordinates watching, how long will you cry?"

   "I'm not crying anymore." Yun Xian retorted muffled.

   Soon, he got up from Sang Jian.

  Following the trend, he pulled Sang Jian up from the ground, and the expression on his face had already subsided.

   It's just that those red eyes betrayed him.

   Originally had blood pupils, but now even the whites of the eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, making the whole pair of eyes even weirder.

  He stretched out his hand to hold Sang Jian, and said seriously to the others: "This is my master. From now on, she will have the final say on the entire demon clan, except me."

   "Mozun, do you know what you are talking about! Her identity..." Someone expressed dissatisfaction.

   In the next second, Yun Xian had already appeared in front of the man, stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, speaking slowly, "Oh? Are you questioning the words of the deity?"

  Powerful demonic energy emanated from him, and everyone felt an irresistible coercion.

   They couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

   "The Demon Lord calm down!"

   Originally, they saw that Yun Xian was still young, even if the seal was lifted, it might be difficult for them to digest the power of the previous life, so they were a little dissatisfied.

   Didn't expect him to control it?

"Hmph!" Yunxian threw the man out, and said coldly: "Thousands of years ago, the battle between the deity and the founder of the Qianfeng faction, some of you have never seen it, but you should have heard of it. It can be called ruin In the battle of destroying the land, you don't think that after thousands of years, this deity will not have this strength?"

  Everyone: "..."

Suddenly, he smiled, returned to Sang Jian, and took her hand, "Even if I am still young and my strength has not fully recovered, I believe you will never forget my master's strength, right? "

   "In the future, I hope you all know what to do and what not to do, what to say and what not to say."

  Everyone: "..."

   Of course they all remember clearly!

  But who would have thought that the two who were mortal enemies back then could have such a relationship now?

   Seeing that everyone was honest, Yun Xian turned his gaze to Sang Jian.

  Just by looking at it, the arrogance just now has passed, and he immediately changed into a shy look.

   "Master, will you go home with me now?"

  Sang Jian curled his lips, "Okay, I've been tossing around for a long time, and I'm tired."

  Yun Xian quickly turned around and said to the protector: "Hurry up and prepare the eight-carrying sedan chair, today I will bring Master back to the Demon Palace!"

   "Yes, yes, yes, yes!" The guardians responded, and scrambled away.

   "..."

  Sang Jian thought it was a little funny.

   Will this group of guardians have regretted it?

  If he had known earlier, he should have killed Yun Xian in the underground palace, right?

  As soon as he came out, he shouted at them.

   "Master~" Yun Xian reached out and hugged Sang Jian.

  Sang Jian regained consciousness, "What's wrong?"

  Yun Xian smiled, "It's nothing, just to make sure, you really didn't leave."

   "You won't leave me in the future, right?" He looked at Sang Jian sincerely.

  Sang Jian raised his eyebrows.

  She put her arms around Yun Xian's shoulders, turned around with him, and turned her back to the rest of the Demon Race.

  The tip of her other finger was wrapped in magic energy, and she held it up to Yun Xian.

   "Don't worry about it now?"

  Yunxian: "..."

  He immediately reached out and grabbed Sang Jian's hand, for fear of being seen by others.

  (end of this chapter)