Chapter Three Hundred and Ninetieth Innocence Defense Battle

The brother-in-law of Guangguang shouted a word that was very eloquent, and immediately made Di Xin stunned.

The younger brother of washing women's children?

When did you have such a cheeky and unscrupulous big brother?

Di Xin remembered that when he was in Guyuehai, he occasionally heard the washing woman say that her mother Ye Huangyu was pregnant and later gave birth to a son, but no matter how long it was, it was impossible to grow into a photon like this. Bar? (The villain version Ye Lingguang howls, how am I, I look like a golden bachelor in the realm of the gods)

Di Xin glanced at the photon very critically.

Don't say it, take a closer look, the appearance of this stupid fox man is really a little bit similar to that of washing women.

"Hurry up, ah ah ah, this woman took off my pants, my innocence."

If Luo Qianche was so frivolous again, Photon was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Photon swears that no matter what happens in the future, he will not be able to send his gang of god servants away.

With his feet empty, Guang Guang was picked up by Di Xin. After a few ups and downs, Di Xin and Guang Guang had already left the building.

Only Luo Qianche stayed in the courtyard, suffering from the peach blossom miasma.

Di Xin took the photon, found a hidden place, flicked his hand, and threw the photon on the ground.

He looked at the photon coldly.

"Make it clear, if there is something unreasonable, I don't mind sending you back again. I think City Lord Luo Qian is still very happy to see you change from his sweetheart to his son-in-law."

Thinking of Luo Qian's old pervert, the photon got goosebumps again.

"I'll say no. My name is Ye Lingguang. I'm a main god of the God Realm. Photon is just my pseudonym. The purpose is to get close to my long-lost elder sister, Ye Lingyue. For more than five hundred years, she was because of a Heartbroken, soul is scattered. In order to save her, my parents went through untold hardships and found a body suitable for her, that is, Ye Lingyue, your wife and child."

Seeing that the photon couldn't hide it, he simply told the truth of the matter.

"But for some reason, although my sister was reborn, her memory of her previous life was sealed, and she doesn't remember us anymore."

"Since I don't remember,

Why should you come to her. You should know that recalling the past may not be a good thing for Ling Yue. I don't want to make her sad. "Di Xin felt a little uncomfortable when he heard that Xi Fu'er was lost for other men.

He doesn't care who he was before washing women, whether it was a god or a man, she is now his washing women, and this will not change because of anyone's appearance.

It's like, although there is more memory in his mind, his feelings for washing women and children will not change at all.

"You said it nicely, but you are worried that after my sister remembers, she will fall in love with that heartless man again and abandon you..."

As soon as the photon said a few words, he saw Di Xin's face darkened. He quickly shut his mouth, but he didn't forget that this man was an extra-large vinegar jar.

"For the sake of you being Ling Yue's younger brother, I'll let you go this time."

Di Xin didn't want to listen to Guangguang mention some old-fashioned old stories there.

"Hey, come back first, I haven't finished my words yet. Don't you want to know why I came to see my sister this time? Let me tell you, that heartless man has also come to Gu Jiuzhou, and he is likely to rush Came here with my sister."

As soon as the photon finished speaking, he lifted his feet off the ground and was picked up by Di Xin again.

Di Xin's body exudes a violent aura, and a dangerous light flashes in his eyes.

That situation was exactly the same as the boy from the demon clan who founded the Demon God Guard that Photon saw in his dream.

"Who is he?"

"Who else could it be, Xi Jiuye, the god of the North, who almost became my sister... Hey, when I didn't say anything. After all, that man is very powerful, he is the God of War in the God Realm, and My father has become a god of war in the world of God, and his divine power is no small matter."

The more Photon said, the more he felt that the hand around his neck tightened.

"Xi Jiuye, I remember this name."

After speaking, Di Xin withdrew his hand and threw Guangguang aside, too lazy to look at him again.

"Have you heard what I said, Xi Jiuye is the God of War in the God Realm, and his strength is no trivial matter. That's the point."

Photon shouted, but unfortunately there is still the shadow of Di Xin.

"Hey, you really left, what the hell is this place, I don't know the way, sir."

The sky is getting brighter, and the long night will eventually pass, but no one knows, after dawn, it will be dawn, or a longer and endless night.

In Nanyoudu, inside the demon palace, Xiyan, the queen of Nanyou, suddenly withdrew her hand.

The sunset flowers near the window are in full swing, like blood in the morning light.

A vine covered with thorns pierced her hand.

There was a trace of blood on her white hands.

Behind her, there was a pair of iron arms, seeing her in his arms, Nanyou Emperor Zhan He was wearing a nightgown.

Zhan Chen frowned when he saw Xiyan's hand.

"It's not the first time you've been stabbed in the hand by this flower. I'll find someone to shovel it out."

"No, I like this flower, it's just a little hurt."

The demonic power in Xiyan's hands condensed, and the wound quickly disappeared.

With a slight struggle, she broke free from Zhan Hen's arms.

There was one less person in Zhan Hen's arms, and the temperature suddenly disappeared, and it was a little empty.

His eyes dimmed, and he glanced at the cluster of Xiyan flowers. Last night, Xiyan looked at the flowers in the night.

Don't think that he doesn't know the origin of this flower bush. This flower bush was planted by that person when Xiyan was eleven years old.

Although that person was a man, he was the demon ancestor who came to the world, and he was the one who was recognized by the demon flower Xiyan Kao.

The sunset flowers planted by his hands are blooming better than anywhere else.

That person has been dead for so many years, but the Xiyan flowers in this palace have bloomed undefeated year after year.

Xiyan...Are you looking at flowers, or are you thinking about people?

Zhan Hen's heart was burned by jealousy as if a hole had been pierced, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Xiyan had already changed her clothes and walked out. Under the morning light, the woman's skin was delicate, and against the backdrop of the Demon Empress' crown, her beauty was unmatched in the world.

Seeing the war marks, he felt a sense of pride.

Di Xin, even if you are a demon ancestor, even if your demonic power reaches the sky, everything that originally belonged to you is now mine.

The woman, the demon world, are all mine.

"Battle marks, what happened to Gu Jiuzhou, is there any news from Ying Ji?"

However, Xiyan didn't see what Zhan Hen was thinking, she brushed her hair and stepped forward.

"Everything is going according to plan. I believe that there will be good news from Gu Jiuzhou soon. Xiyan, don't worry, I promised you that I would make you the most honorable demon queen in the three worlds of human, god, and demon. Not far."

War Mark said with confidence.