Chapter 1282 Confession

"Tatata!"

"Look, that's the Nameless Sword Demon, the Supreme Being of Heaven!"

"Wow, it's simply too domineering. Riding the Tianjiao King Beast, it is a terrifying monster that can grow to the sixth level of the cave. The Nameless Sword Demon is simply too domineering!"

"Boss Wuming Sword Demon, do you lack a younger brother, I am willing to be your younger brother!"

"Handsome Wuming Sword Demon, do you lack a wife, if you really can't, you can use a servant girl to warm the bed!"

When Wang Xian rode the demon soul and flew towards his residence, everyone saw him stop quickly, with respectful expressions on his face.

Some young men and women even yelled at him directly. When Wang Xian heard the voices around him, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems that the demon soul should be hidden in the future, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble!"

Wang Xian thought to himself, when he came to the edge, he moved and landed on the ground.

"Yaohun, can you change your body shape and make it smaller!"

Wang Xian jumped off the demon soul and said to it.

"It's the king!"

Yaohun nodded.

There are two forms of Yaolin Monster Beast, one is with the limbs facing down, and the other is in the shape of a human.

The scales on Yaohun's body slowly squirmed, and the whole body quickly became smaller, directly becoming about 1.78 meters, which seemed to be a big gap with the Yaolin clan.

"Wang, this is already my limit, becoming this state will affect my combat effectiveness!"

The demon soul said to Wang Xian.

"It's okay, let's go!"

Wang Xian shook his head, the mask on his face disappeared, and he galloped towards the residence with the demon soul.

The Nameless Sword Demon has since disappeared.

Completely hiding, Wang Xian couldn't help showing a smile.

"I really have deep merit and fame!"

Thinking in his heart, he opened the door, and the two beasts inside immediately roared at him.

Wang Xian smiled and threw some food to them, returned to the room in a good mood, and began to have a good rest.

After sleeping for more than ten hours, Wang Xian walked into the courtyard with a full face, poured a cup of tea, and thought about the next action.

Now he can be said to have cleared the Blood Flow Sect Tianjiao Terrace and the Blood Flow Sect Trial Ground in the Shemale Cemetery and obtained a large amount of psychic liquid.

If you want to get spiritual liquid again, you only have the place of blood refinement and the main hall.

These two places are much bloodier compared to each other, and many Void Vulture experts are active there.

Especially the place of the main hall, the place of the main hall, has not reached the realm of the void, and stepping inside is purely courting death.

"Aww!"

Just as he was thinking, a cry came suddenly, which made Wang Xian slightly startled, and looked up.

Sure enough, it was still the girl in the white dress, staring at him.

Wang Xian was a little taken aback, and reached out his hand to signal her: "Come and sit down, what's the matter?"

Ling Jian'er looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and flew towards Wang Xian.

Xiaoha on his shoulders jumped, jumped directly in front of Wang Xian, and excitedly stretched out his tongue to lick his arm.

Ling Jian'er came over and looked at the demon soul beside him, not feeling too surprised.

She already knew Wang Xian's identity.

"Beauty, why are you here looking for me?"

Seeing him looking at him in front of her, Wang Xian asked a little speechlessly.

"My father came to see me and wanted me to go back with him!"

Ling Jian'er said suddenly.

Wang Xian raised his head and looked at her, feeling that her words were a bit inexplicable.

"Eh? What does this have to do with me? What do you want to say?"

Wang Xian pointed to the seat beside him again, and motioned towards her.

"I don't want to go back, I have already abandoned it, I don't need it anymore!"

She still didn't sit down and spoke lightly.

"You have to think about it yourself? Whatever you want!"

Wang Xian shook his head, not knowing what the beauty was thinking, he shook his head and took a sip of tea.

"I want to follow you!"

Ling Jian'er looked at Wang Xian, her eyes flickering, she said, and slowly lowered her head.

"puff!"

When Wang Xian heard her words, his face showed a look of astonishment, and he couldn't help standing up.

"Fuck, Ling Jian'er, you are the one who told you that I can have a wife!"

Wang Xian stared at her with wide eyes.

What is this cold woman doing?

Confession.

Worth!

He even confessed himself!

Ling Jian'er was slightly taken aback when she heard Wang Xian's words, and her expression changed drastically: "It's okay, your wife is definitely not my opponent, and I won't hurt her either!"

When Wang Xian heard her words, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching violently.

However, what Wang Xian and Ling Jian'er didn't know was that at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, middle-aged and old men with white hair were staring down.

When they watched Ling Jian'er's performance, the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching.

Especially the gray-haired middle-aged, the cold face began to be cloudy and uncertain.

His daughter actually said such a thing?

"well!"

But right after, he sighed, his former daughter was also very cheerful and lively.

Now it's so cold that he doesn't even recognize him as his father, his whole temperament has changed drastically, and he's completely frozen.

Everything is because of him!

Especially the sentence, your wife is not my opponent.

As a father, he knew what this sentence meant, which made his eyes slightly moist.

"Sovereign, the monster beast next to this young man is a demon soul. It seems that he is the nameless sword demon. Jian'er may have a crush on that young man!"

The old man at the side looked at Wang Xian with flickering eyes and said.

"Well, this young man is not bad. I don't object to their affairs!"

The white-haired middle-aged man said, followed by a bitter expression on his face.

"Ling Jian'er, you're thinking too much. Not only do I have one wife, but I have six. What's more, your strength is not the strongest among them!"

Wang Xian felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Ling Jian'er.

Inexplicably confessed to himself, and said inexplicably.

Wang Xian, a normal person, said it was a bit difficult to accept, and Ling Jian'er was not too outstanding.

In terms of beauty, she can't compare to Lingxiu, and in terms of figure, she can't compare to Ajaya, and she's even colder!

Wang Xian really had no idea about her.

"Six or six?"

She frowned slightly, with a pensive look on her face: "Then how is their relationship?"

"Okay, of course it's very good!"

Wang Xian said directly.

"That's fine, I can blend in with them!"

Ling Jian'er thought for a moment, then spoke again.

Wang Xian was stunned, and stared at Ling Jian'er in disbelief.

In the sky, the middle-aged man in white trembled, his face showed endless bitterness, and he shook his head slowly.

All of this is his own fault!

The daughter of his majestic Heavenly Sword Sect Master wanted to serve her husband with others. This was absolutely impossible in the past!