Chapter 782

Devil?

Mo Xiyan heard these two words for the first time.

She always thought that these two words were just legends and never existed.

I never thought I heard it here.

She's just curious.

But the immortal Xiyan and master Qianshui at the bottom showed their next shocked look one after another.

"What did you just say, the devil is coming?"

Qianshui seemed more anxious than cherishing Yan Shangxian. He flashed to the young man in light cyan robe, grabbed his skirt and asked urgently.

The young man seemed to be restrained by his powerful momentum. After a long reaction, he slowly nodded.

However, before he said anything, he was directly pushed by Qianshui. Due to his poor strength, the whole person was pushed to the ground.

At this time, Xi Yan had already a light flash, galloped towards the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Xi Yan, wait, let me ask for you first!"

Qianshui hurriedly chased up, and there was no trace in the twinkling of an eye.

Mo Xiyan also wanted to see the follow-up of the young man in green shirt. He didn't want the face painting in front of him to disappear and change quickly with the disappearance of the two people.

In the alternation of black and white, she saw that Xiyan and Qianshui had come to a palace with solemn appearance and bright light.

Xi Yan was pulled by Qianshui with eagerness in his eyes, but he couldn't get rid of Qianshui's imprisonment.

"Let go," she murmured.

"Calm down first." Qianshui advised.

"He's coming." her voice was colder. "Xuanzun won't let him go."

Don't cherish Yan's heart that is about to hit the wall under her cold appearance.

And the depression and helplessness that was about to suffocate her.

It's like being influenced by the immortal.

At this time, Mo Xiyan, like her, had an impulse to rush into the hall door regardless of everything.

"Since you know, what else are you going to do?" Qianshui pulled Xi Yan Shangxian aside, avoided the place where people came and went at the door of the hall, and came to a deserted place.

It can be seen that this is still within the scope of the temple.

But there is still a long way to go from the main hall just now.

Master Qianshui's cultivation is so high that he can pull people directly here in a pulling room.

"Just because I know, I'm going there."

Xi Yan Shangxian shook off master Qianshui, held his hand and said coldly, "since I promise him, how can I be alone?"

Promise?

Don't cherish Yan's heartstrings, because these two words are confused.

Unknown, she was flustered.

It was as if something important had been lost, which upset her.

However, the picture below continues, and the dispute between Xi Yan Shangxian and master Qianshui continues.

Just don't cherish Yan, but he doesn't have the mind to continue watching.

Because her heart told herself that if she looked at it again, she would be sad, sad and collapse.

And she has experienced it once, and she doesn't want to bear it again.

Yes, why the second time?

Don't cherish Yan's blinking, feel some inexplicable.

"Qianshui, if you stop it again, you will no longer be my senior brother."

Xi Yan Shangxian, with a cold and fierce voice, cut through layers of fog and directly hit her confused heartstrings.

She hurriedly forced herself to stop thinking and quickly looked at Qianshui. She forgot that she was just watching and wanted to comfort him.

When she found it, Xi Yan Shangxian had left, leaving only Qianshui standing stunned in place, looking at the back of the person who had gone away.

"Master." Mo Xiyan stretched out his hand and wanted to pull Qianshui's sleeves. Before she met it, there was another flower in front of her. When she returned to normal, she had come to the hall.

Well, don't ask her why she knows. The picture in front of her is in the palace before.

Because she doesn't know why she's so sure.

"Xuanzun, please help us."

Xi Yan Shangxian knelt on the side of a young man in black robe, and with persistence and firmness, gave a big gift to the man in the upper position who was wearing a white gilt edged robe.

The young man in black pulled Xi Yan up and said with pity, "since you are the woman of my demon, you don't have to do this gift to him."

The young man was rebellious. He looked at the man sitting on the top with a trace of frivolity and a natural tone.

"Yu, you're just here to provoke?" the white robed man at the top opened his mouth. His voice was warm but cold. It was like thousands of years of cold ice, which could be frozen for thousands of miles.

"No, I just came to marry Xi Yan." the Demon Lord said, hugged Xi Yan Shangxian, took her tightly to his arms, and looked up at the white robed youth, "I think you should agree. After all, after marrying her, we are also relatives. The immortal devil war that has been deadlocked for tens of thousands of years can stop, can't we?"

He took it for granted.

Just looking at the white robed man in the upper position, his eyes seemed to have charity.

What he did to Xi Yan Shangxian, there was not a trace of respect in it?

Don't be surprised.

She looked at the attitude of cherishing Yan Shangxian and thought they were lovers.

Even the man begged to marry her.

But now I see, but I feel that this man doesn't like her at all.

Will come to marry, just to humiliate heaven?

When the word humiliation appeared in her mind, she was stunned like the fairy in the picture.

Just staring at the demon, I felt a little cold in my heart.

"You're right." the superior man nodded his head with a slight hook on his lips after a long silence. "So I approved your proposal. I don't know where your bride price is?"

Is this done?

Mo Xiyan always has a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second, she heard the devil king laughing, "hahaha, what else does the woman who automatically sent it to the door need?"

Unfortunately, Yan Shangxian's face turned white. When he tried to push the devil away with his backhand, he was tightly imprisoned and seemed powerless.

The white robed man in the upper position was obviously angry, but he didn't mean to show his head for Xi Yan.

"It's true, but if you count up, you're already your man. You always have to give her some face, don't you?"

What the white robed man said sounded like he was going to be immortal for his face.

Only a fine product, but the key point is only on the word face.

And this face is not for Xi Yan, but for himself, or the heaven.

The devil seemed to have known that the man would say so, but he just showed a meaningful smile.

"You're right. Do you have face in heaven? I always want to give it some."

Then he squinted, full of evil, looked at Xi Yan Shangxian and said, "so, I will give the body of the first beauty in the world of heaven to the people in the whole world of heaven to enjoy together, how about it?"