Chapter 3492 What Should I Do if the Disciple Always Wants to Deceive the Teacher (Seventy-Nine)

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next second,

"Bang!" There was a sound.

The sword in the guard's hand was snapped off and annihilated, turning every inch into ashes. And his body was like a kite with a broken string, flying directly several meters away, hitting the ground heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood while holding his heart in pain!

And the blood-clothed figure fell to the ground indifferently, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, his eyebrows were wanton and full of evil spirits.

"My lord!"

Regardless of being seriously injured, the guard got up from the ground in panic, knelt on the ground in panic, and said in panic.

Messed up and confused,

How did Your Majesty appear here...

And Ranbai ignored him at all, his eyes fell on Yu Chen, and the corners of his lips curled up for a while, just like the first time he saw him, arrogant and evil, "Master."

The wind blows quietly.

The two looked at each other.

Xianjun narrowed his eyes and hummed indifferently. The clean snow clothes that were not stained with dust seemed out of place against the dark night behind him, as if he had strayed into the abyss of the gods.

Ranbai just called out, didn't say anything else, looked away calmly, and looked at the guard kneeling on the ground calmly, his vision was dark and deep, making people unpredictable, as if suppressing the slowly rising Hei Wu slightly pulled the corners of his blood-red lips, and said in a cold voice, "What are you?"

The guard's face was as pale as dead ashes, and his body was almost shaking like a sieve, "This subordinate, this subordinate does not know that Your Majesty knows, knows this..."

Before he could finish his words, his voice trembled out of shape, and it stopped abruptly.

The sword light swept out.

Instant death.

There was not the slightest wave on the dyed white face, and it was completely impossible to tell that he had just dealt with a person with his hands, as if he had trampled an ant to death lightly.

She turned to look at Yu Chen.

Brows and eyes were bent, unable to see the bloody meaning of cold-blooded cruelty just now, walked to Xianjun, clasped his hand, interlocked his fingers slowly, with a little bit of strong coldness, "Master, come with me!" .”

Yu Chen was silent and let her move.

Ranbai glanced at the Hun Shang in Yu Chen's hand with downcast eyes, and curled the corner of her lips.

Leading people all the way to the palace of the devil world.

The huge palace looks empty and cold, the black and red color is gorgeous and elegant, without a trace of warmth.

The throne surrounded by thorns is carved with intricate patterns, symbolizing the supremacy of power.

Ranbai directly pressed Xianjun on the throne, Yu Chen paused for a moment, his back felt the cold temperature,

He calmly held down the girl's slender wrist, raised his eyes slightly to look at the Demon Lord standing there because of the angle, and said in a cold voice, "Why did you kill someone just now?"

Ranbai narrowed his eyes slightly, his peach blossom eyes were sparkling and evil, condescendingly looking at the figure on the throne, and then put one hand on Yu Chen's side and pressed his cold fingers on the cold throne, directly trapping people in front of his eyes, The voice was low and low, showing a bit of carelessness and cold-bloodedness as it should be: "He is disrespectful to the master. Damn it."

Xianjun's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Too much killing will affect the reincarnation of the sixth life, harming others and oneself.

He didn't want to be hit with obstacles.

So sometimes, Yu Chen is more willing to do it himself, and doesn't want to get blood on his hands.

"Master, does he ask his disciples such questions as soon as they meet?" The Demon Lord was dressed in black and red, with gorgeous and strange colors intertwined, which was extraordinarily cold and evil. Sharp and aggressive.

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At this moment, her long eyelashes were slightly drooping, and she was lazily trapped on the throne. She leaned down slowly, and the hem of their clothes overlapped, with a sharp contrast in color. She slowly approached Yu Chen, her lips were red and weeping It almost passed Yu Chen's ear, and he murmured as if complaining, with a cold and lingering tone: "It's really sad."

That kind of breath didn't have any warmth, hitting his ears made Yu Chen slightly uncomfortable, he was never used to explaining his behavior to others, at this moment his fingertips paused, wanting to push away Ranbai, he said coldly: "Get up and talk .”

"I don't." Ranbai circled him lazily, the vigor of playing bad manners in Duanyuan Peak did not change at all, he refused to let go no matter what.

The girl's white chin rested on Xianjun's cold and thin left shoulder, and she rubbed against the side of his neck like a cat, revealing the danger and possessiveness like a hunter, her long eyelashes drooping lazily, with a seductive arc She is beautiful, with blue-black eyes that cover her eyes. Because of her recent killing decisions, she has never rested day and night to rectify the demon world. Her brows and eyes are full of laziness, but her breath feels cold without any danger of temperature. It was a hunter ready to go, she leaned close to his ear and asked, "Did Master miss me after so many days?"

Yu Chen saw the dark color in her eyes, and the lethargy was on the brows. He squeezed his eyebrows, brushed the corners of her eyes lightly with his fingertips, and asked coldly, "I've been in the Demon Realm recently... Tired, aren't you?"

He actually wanted to say,

If she doesn't like it, she can go back to Yuanyuan Peak at any time.

What he said at the Immortal Sword Conference that day was not only for outsiders, but also for her.

Be a teacher for a day, and be a teacher for a lifetime.

But when the words came out of his mouth, they changed because of his usual indifference and introversion.

"I'm not tired when I think of Master." Ran Bai said with a smile that was not a smile, and tightly circled him, almost putting the weight of his whole body on Yu Chen. The color reflected her eyebrows, and there was a bit of inexplicable danger lingering in her murmur: "Master hasn't told this apprentice yet, do you really want me or not?"

Yu Chen was silent for a moment, his eyes were flat and he didn't speak.

Even Duanyuan Peak is full of her shadows.

How could you not want to.

"I miss Master very much." Ranbai smiled and stretched out her hand to pinch Xianjun Lengbai's chin, gently provoking it, with a frivolous and ambiguous movement, and the bright red lips slowly approached Yu Chen's. Ear, the words lingering between her lips and teeth came out of her mouth, with a three-pointed and dangerous evil. With the end of the sound, she lightly bit the fairy's white earlobe and half-filled it in her mouth.

Xianjun's body froze, and the dampness in the earlobes almost instantly shuddered, followed by an unbearably strange numbness that swept over his whole body.

Subconsciously, his fingertips softened a little, and he stretched out his hand to hold the dyed white wrist.

Ranbai's movements were playful and straightforward. After noticing Yu Chen's silent stiffness, he gave a low laugh, clasped his wrist and pressed it aside, and forced his chin with one hand and a half, making Yu Chen He raised his eyes slightly.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but Master seems to be separated from me." Mozun's gaze casually fell on Xianjun's thin, soft and delicate lips. The color was a bit darker, as if suppressing the black mist that was almost overflowing, intertwined with the color of blood-red eyes, fingertips rubbing Yu Chen's jaw, almost whispering tone.