Chapter 738 - The direct disciple is Mozun (68)

Chapter 738 The direct disciple is the demon king (68)

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

Yun Xian looked at Sang Jian innocently.

Sang met him expressionlessly.

After a while, Sang Jian said helplessly: “How did you manage to take me away without any preparation? Do you know who I am?”

She suspected that Yun Xian didn’t care what her identity was at all, as long as he kept her by his side, he would be happy.

But the reality is that her identity remains in the Demon Race, which is enough to cause turmoil in the entire Demon Race.

Back when she fought against the Demon Lord, she often offended people of the Demon Race, and was recognized by the Demon Race, fearing that she would be chased and killed.

And she left the Qianfeng faction, the Qianfeng faction will also have some turmoil.

Although she did not make any contribution to the Qianfeng faction after she came back, they will always look for her because of her status.

If it is known that she has stayed in the Demon Race, the matter will be even bigger!

There must be some countermeasures, right?

However, Yun Xian perfectly explained to her what an empty glove white wolf is.

It doesn’t matter what you want.

Oh no, at least he has a very bold heart.

Detained her here regardless.

Without waiting for Yunxian to answer, Sang Jian grabbed his arm and led him towards the direction of the demons.

“Forget it, let’s go. It’s nothing more than a little exciting process, nothing else, it’s acceptable.”

Yunxian: “…”

While following Sang Jian, he held her back.

“Master, I really didn’t think much about what you were worried about, but from this moment on, I will think about the countermeasures.”

“Even if they want to come here to find someone, they won’t be able to make it in three to five days. I will take care of it when they come, so don’t worry about it, Master.”

He promised: “Master will live the same life here as he did in the Qianfeng sect’s back mountain before.”

She doesn’t have to worry about other things.

Since she sincerely agreed to stay by his side, no one can take her away from him!

Sang Jian nodded, “It’s good that you have this kind of awareness earlier.”

“Ok.”

He responded lightly, and strode up to Sangjian.

From her leading him away, he led her away.

…

Yun Xian brought Sang Jian back to the Demon Race.

But before going back, Sang Jian was dressed up in disguise. Sang Jian was wearing a cloak and a mask covering his face.

Yun Xian also took off the clothes with the Qianfeng faction logo, and changed into a black robe.

The two of them seemed instantly mysterious.

The population of the Demon Race is not too large, everyone has their own experience, and everyone basically knows each other.

So when Yun Xian and Sang Jian went in, they were watched by many people.

For these two newcomers, they have to ask the details.

The Demon Race is actually no different from the outside, even the people look like ordinary people, and some even look harmless.

But everyone knows that those who can enter here are all fighting from the wicked mountain, and no one is really easy to mess with.

“Hello, two, new here?”

The owner of an idle tea stall on the side of the road greeted, “Come here for two cups of tea?”

Sang Jian and Yun Xian exchanged glances.

This is to let them pass, to question and question them.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, this matter must be experienced.

Yun Xian dragged Sang Jian to sit over, “Then let’s make a pot of tea.”

As soon as they sat down, the people around them unconsciously surrounded them.

“Just came out of the wicked mountain?”

“What did you do to get to the Evil Mountain?”

“Some time ago, I heard that many sect disciples went to the Evil Mountain to make a mess. How many disciples have you killed?”

(end of this chapter)