The whole sect is reborn

"this!"

One of the demon clan elders with fiery red hair was choked for a moment. His first reaction was to fight back, but he then realized that the person opposite him was the saint, who is also the apparent leader of the demon clan so far. He

Of course, they can talk back to Asuluo or even fight directly, but there is an immortal monk next to them. At least they can't fight in front of the immortal monk, otherwise wouldn't it be a joke to outsiders?

So he forcibly endured it, and then said with a slumped face.

"Why should the saint care about him? You should know that I am talking about the young master. He has been recuperating his body for many years. It is time to come out, right? Otherwise, let me wait and see.

Just look at him."

This is why many demon clan elders resent Asuro. Not only did she openly occupy the demon clan's right to speak, she even hid the young master. Except for herself, they couldn't find her! It was simply

Make them play around!

Of course, they are not really loyal when they say this. They are demons after all! Demons always respect strength and listen to whoever has a bigger fist. This is because they are not keen on awakening the old demon lord.

It was because they were thinking about rescuing the young master. Wouldn’t it be easier to handle a young master who has never appeared before than a demon lord who has a high position, powerful strength and a strong personality? Of course, on the bright side, they are still

We must wear a fig leaf of loyal protection for the Lord.

Asuluo actually really hates these old immortals, but the two in front of her are really not the strongest among the old immortals. They are just two pebbles thrown out to explore the way, so she doesn't need to worry.

.

After thinking about it, Asuluo said with a smile. It seemed harmless, but only those who have experienced her methods would know what kind of person is hidden under the harmless surface.

"Don't worry, two clan elders. This is just a demon-suppressing tower. It doesn't even count as experience. Except for a few young monks such as the truly powerful immortals, demons, and demons, none of them are here. I have already planned to

Well, the 'Meeting of Heroes' ten years from now is the best time to awaken the young master. By that time, I believe that the young demon master who has been cultivated for so many years will definitely be the most powerful among the young monks.

That one! Our demon clan can also become famous all over the world! Let more people know how powerful our demon clan is!"

"What do you think?"

The red-haired demon still wanted to speak, but was secretly stopped by his companions. Not only that, the two of them also seemed to sincerely praise Asuro for a while.

"The saint still has ideas. We old immortals are too old to keep up with our ideas. But since the saint has already made a plan, then we will listen to you."

"Then we really need to be more reasonable from the two clan elders."

Until the two old guys were sent away, Asuluo didn't let go of her hand holding the corner of Wan Qi'an's clothes.

Wan Qian'an was also very cooperative, but after the two demons left, he moved. He had been delayed here for too long and had to go back and see how Ruoruo was doing.

But Asuluo didn't want to let go. She looked at Wan Qian'an with pitiful watery eyes, with a look of fear on her face.

"You saw those two old guys bullying me and not helping me. I feel sad."

Wan Qian'an frowned and looked at the other person. Although he knew that 99% of the time this person was just pretending, he still spoke.

"It's enough for them to worry about whether they will be killed by you. You and I don't have to worry."

"why is it like this……"

The majestic demon saint actually had a hint of coquettishness at this time. She shook Wan Qian'an's arm and refused to let him go. The fragrance on her body was getting stronger and stronger, but it was not pungent. It was unacceptable.

Needless to say, at this time, Asuluo and Yu Duanruo were actually quite similar.

Wan Qian'an's solemn expression gradually softened. After all, the two of them were really in love.

But at this time, a gentle and clear voice sounded under the clouds.

"Saint?"

Although the sound was very soft, Wan Qian'an pushed Asuluo away as if waking up from a dream, and then left without looking back. He had to go and watch Ruoruo, otherwise, with her temperament,

I'll probably suffer a loss.

Seeing Wan Qi'an leave without looking back, Asuluo slowly cooled down, then slowly landed on the ground, looking at the piano player with a slightly worried look on his face.

Her expression was cold, and she was obviously in a bad mood. It was completely inconsistent with the lazy look she had on the floating island in Shangmoyuan, and it was completely different from the coquettish look she had just in front of Wan Qian'an. But the piano player in white was not at all the same.

He didn't care at all, he just took two steps forward and carefully tidied Asuluo's clothes that had become messy due to tearing Wan Qi'an's clothes.

"Who did the saint meet just now?"

A hint of jealousy appeared on the handsome face of the white-clothed piano player, but it was just right and would not make people bored. Then he hid it with some embarrassment.

However, Asuro, who was very close at hand, could see it clearly. After a while, it seemed that it was just an instant. Under the somewhat cramped sight of the white-clothed piano player, Asuro shook his head and returned to his usual laziness.

, looks like it has no bones.

"It's an old friend."

Slender fingers lightly traced his young and handsome face, and even Asuro couldn't help feeling the power of time.

"He used to be a bit like you. He was a proud young man with extraordinary talents and noble birth. It is fitting that the whole world would support him, pamper him, and respect him. It's just a pity that such a young man will never come back."

Sometimes, looking at Wan Qi'an like this, Asuluo also had the idea of ​​​​exploring the reason, but that person hid the reason tightly and stayed in Lingyun Sect. It didn't look like he was practicing, but more like

It's self-abuse. How could others discover this?

After sighing for a while, Asuluo no longer thought about this matter. She lazily threw herself into Bai Luo's arms and motioned for him to carry her away. Then she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Although she failed to have a deeper relationship with Wan Qian'an.

Contact, but at least it can be regarded as blocking him. Let’s talk about the rest after this competition is over.

Anyway, the world of Jinyuan is so big. No matter how far Wan Qi'an runs, where can he go?

"Wake me up when the final results appear."

Bai Luo hugged the drowsy beauty and was so shy that he didn't dare to move. He could only reply with a breathy voice.

"yes."

Seeing that the saint stopped talking, Bai Luo carefully hugged Asuluo and left, as if he was holding the most precious gift in the world, not wanting to let go.

No matter who the Saint has just met, at least he is the one who can hold the Saint now, not someone else. As long as he has been in contact with the Saint for a long time, will the Saint not be able to see him? Bai Luo was full of confidence.

He nodded to himself and secretly made up his mind.