The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 764 The personal disciple is the demon king (94)

"How is this going?"

  His master has always been clean, how could he be contaminated with demonic energy?

  Sang Jian felt that his use of demonic energy to prove his identity had been tried and tested repeatedly.

   "From what you've seen, you've never been curious about how I pulled out your magic-free sword by myself?"

  Yun Xian opened his eyes wide, "I just recovered my memory, my mind is very confused, I didn't have time to think about it."

   "After reminded by Master, it seems that many places are really strange. No one can handle the Magic Sword except me, Master, you..."

  Sang Jian squinted at him, "You said you would come back to get the sword, did you still count?"

   "But Master has already given me the sword..."

  Sang Jian curled his lips, "There is still half a sword, do you want to marry?"

  Yunxian: "..."

  Seeing Sang Jian's expression, Yun Xian was stunned for a moment.

  All kinds of ideas spread in his mind.

   It is true that no one but him can get the magic sword, but what about the sword itself?

  She has been suppressed by the sword for thousands of years, in fact, there should be two results.

   Either she is corrupted by the sword, or the sword is corrupted by her.

  Wu Mojian's demonic energy is too strong, and her spiritual energy may also be very strong, but if it is suppressed in that kind of place, her spiritual energy will leak out as her vitality fades away.

   This leads to the first result.

   No wonder he felt that the magic energy just now was very familiar, it came from Wu Mojian!

  Yun Xian suddenly raised his eyes, "Did Master come to help me in the underground palace before?"

  He thought it was his own illusion, but now it seems to be true!

  Sang Jian was about to open her mouth, but Yun Xian hugged her completely!

   "Marry!"

  He was replying to Sang Jian's previous question.

  My heart was filled to the brim, and I was about to explode with joy.

  Since she has been corrupted by the magic sword, the half sword in her mouth is naturally herself.

   He couldn't ask for more.

  Sang Jian hugged his neck, smiled lightly and said: "Then you have to treat it well, this half of the sword is relatively fragile, if you are not careful, the old bones will break easily."

   "Bah, bah, bah! Master, don't tell lies!"

  Yun Xian glanced down at Sang Jian in his arms, his cheeks were hot.

  He wished he could marry Sang Jian back home now.

  The memory has come back, but his current body is still too small.

   "Master, I have to trouble you to wait for a while, let me grow a little longer..." Yun Xian sighed.

  Sang Jian leaned in his arms, found a comfortable position to nestle, and said in a leisurely tone, "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

  Yun Xian: "..." I'm in a hurry!

  …

  The two of them were on the way, when they met the guardians who came with eight sedan chairs.

  Yun Xian carried Sang Jian up, and took her back to the magic palace.

   Finally brought her home.

  Next, he will fulfill his promise to her bit by bit.

  …

  In the next few days, while taking care of the affairs of the demon clan, Yun Xian prepared to create a better living environment for Sang Jian.

  Sang Jian's daily routine is to lie down from the bed to the chair, from the chair to the soft couch, and from the soft couch to the Taishi chair in the yard.

   Salted fish is very comfortable.

  Yun Xian is very busy every day, but he never forgets to take time to see her.

   Whenever he was free, he would run over and have **** with her for a while.

  Days seem to be no different from those in Qianfeng Sect.

  The only difference is that the living place is much more luxurious.

  But after being a salted fish for a long time, Sang Jian still feels more and more tired.

  Her body...

   It seems that it is really a bit dead.

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  Tomorrow will end this world, okay?

  (end of this chapter)