Chapter 1270： Lord of the Demon Cult, don’t darken 53

Si Yunxie looked at her, tangled at first, and then his eyes lit up, and suddenly he raised his hand and hugged him.

His eyes darkened.

He hugged the person in his arms.

Just know, she must be willing.

With a glance, Tang Yi glanced at Tang Yi, without speaking, Tang Yi already understood what he meant.

This is for him to deal with things afterwards.

Tang nodded respectfully

"Yes, master"

After that, Si Yunxie hugged Xuan Yunzhi and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

After this battle, many martial arts people were killed and injured.

Of course the magic sect has also been hit hard.

However, compared to this, the thing that made the martial arts sensation even more was naturally the thing that was thrown into the arms of the big demon in the Cold Moon Battle.

The news that the palace lord of the Baoyue Palace had an illicit relationship with the demon cult leader spread all over the martial arts.

This gossip, the tea station and the post house, everywhere people discuss it is Leng Yue.

First, Lengyue surrendered himself to compete with Huaqing, the first prostitute in the rivers and lakes, and then had a kick with the big demon.

The reputation of Qing Leng Fairy no longer survives.

"Oh, it's a pity, then how come the woman who is all over the country and the city fall in love with the people of the Demon Cult?"

"It's not surprising that we can go to Huaqing and compete with her. It is obvious that our cold fairy is a lowly man in his bones. It is not surprising that we can't follow the influential demon cult."

"Fairy Qing Leng is no longer, who can be famous afterwards?"

"Famous successor? Haha, because of this, Baoyue Palace is almost impossible to keep, and there is no time to take care of the future."

"Yes, yes, I've heard that many people hate Baoyue Palace for this, and they go straight to find faults. If the martial arts leader hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid the entire Baoyue Palace would be burned by fire."

"In other words, that Lengyue is really chilling. Such a big thing has happened and he has been ignoring Baoyue Palace and has not shown up yet!"

Countless small restaurants are all talking about it because of this.

And at this time Baoyue Palace.

Dozens of people in the arena have just been persuaded to leave.

The signboard of Baoyue Palace banged, was cut in half with a long knife and threw it on the ground.

Inside Baoyue Palace.

Xuan Aotian was sitting on the chair, his face pale and his internal injuries had not been repaired, and his face was blue with anger.

Standing beside him, Leng Yue, who was wearing Xuan Yunzhi's skin, held her hands tightly to restrain herself.

In the room, the chairs and tables were knocked to the ground.

Xuan Aotian looked back at Leng Yue, somewhat apologetic

"Xiaoyue, for Xuan Yunzhi's behavior, I will definitely ask her to pay the price."

The coldness in Leng Yue's eyes no longer repeated, only hatred.

"Thousands of knives are not enough to solve my only hatred!"

As he spoke, his qi and blood attacked his heart, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Satuki!"

Xuan Aotian hurriedly supported her who was crumbling.

Leng Yue raised her hand and grabbed Xuan Aotian's hand.

"Ao Tian, ​​you will help me, right?"

There was pain in his eyes and hatred for destroying the reputation of his hard work.

No one can let it go.

Xuan Aotian's hand fell over her.

"Since my sister did the sin, she will naturally have to pay for it in person."

There was a gleam in the deep eyes.

Leng Yue smiled, coughed heavily, and then passed out in his arms.

In the inn in the room, Xuan Yunzhi held the black iron mirror,

Soft voice

"Ding Dong, the good luck value of the darling of heaven has dropped by 6, and the current good luck value is 53. Come on, the host!"