Qiao Yan Ran sleeps to midnight, suddenly feels nearby has a ball of soft things.

She opened her eyes, and by the bright moonlight outside the window, she saw the mini version of Jun yelan lying beside her.

Joe was relieved.

She has been used to the breath of the mini version of Jun Ye Lan. If someone else, I'm afraid she will wake up the first time she enters the room.

"Where have you been? Why did you come back in the middle of the night? "

Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand and pinched the mini version of Jun's tender face.

Jun Ye Lan's curly long eyelashes trembled like black feathers. When he opened his eyes, his tender voice brought deep exhaustion The demons will soon have a new one. "

Some time ago, after the withdrawal of the demons, Jun yelan also sent people to supervise the demons all the time.

The original Demon Lord has been sealed for thousands of years, and the twelve demons under his command are fighting against each other. The whole demon clan is in a state of separation.

It's a mess.

But in just one day, the situation changed dramatically.

The first of the twelve magic generals, promoted!

In the later stage of cultivation, if you want to advance, the difficulty is very high, but if you can advance, the distance will be directly opened.

It's no exaggeration to say that with the current strength of the first devil, even if the other 11 devil will add up, they are not rivals.

It's foreseeable that we will become a new generation of demons.

Once the demons have the demons and unite their strength to attack the Terrans, the Terrans will be in a bad situation.

Qiao Yan Ran listened to this words, complexion also dignified.

Jun yelan saw Qiao Yanran frown, stretched out a small fat hand, help her eyebrow Shu spread out, word by word of mouth: "Xiao Xiao, you don't have to worry too much, I will protect you."

From his tender voice, it should have been a sense of disobedience, but his earnest words erased it.

"Good."

Qiao Yanran gave a sound.

What should come will come, just let it be.

Qiao Yanran stretched out her hand and took the mini version of Jun yelan to her arms. She patted him on the back and said, "go to sleep. It's late now."

Jun yelan was very tired and soon fell asleep.

The next morning.

Qiao Yan Ran opens eyes, Jun Ye Lan has already left.

Because last night Jun Ye Lan's words, let Qiao Yan Ran have a very big sense of crisis, she had breakfast in a hurry, then began to practice.

However, she has just entered the mid-term cultivation. Even if she has excellent talent, there is no way to be far away from the promotion of late cultivation.

According to the current training progress, it will take at least one or two years.

This speed is already very fast.

Even if there is a new generation of demons born to attack the Terran, there are many Terran experts, at least for hundreds of years.

One hundred years is very short for the demons.

The life span of the demons is very long. Even the lowest level of the demons has a life span of several hundred years, which is several times longer than that of the Terrans.

If the cultivation is higher, it will be even more extraordinary.

Moreover, the warlike and combative spirit of the demons is written into their genes.

Afternoon.

Qiao Yanran changed her clothes and went to the night market.

The latest news of the demon clan has been released, and the people who come and go in the night market are also nervous. The whole atmosphere is different.

After Qiao Yanran just sat down, there was a crisp sound in her ear.