Villain: The wife of the heroine, the Emperor of Heaven?I will marry you

Seeing Ye Lan leave, Su Xunge couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he was very envious of the inheritance of the Great Demon Emperor, he could clearly see from Ye Lan's life script just now that this guy lived on Lin Fan's body in order to seek the origin of his divine king body.

It is the protagonist's halo that "transforms" such a demon into a harem.

If he exposed the Demon God's body at this time, maybe Ye Lan would turn his gun on the spot and take his body desperately.

With only one quasi-emperor weapon, Su Xunge is not absolutely sure that he can suppress it.

"Anyway, the days to come are still long, Lin Fan, I want you 'Grandpa'."

Following the reminder of the success of the plunder in his mind, he couldn't help showing a wicked smile.

[The son of luck has been defeated, you can plunder the opponent's luck and fate]

[Target Lin Fan, the plunder is in progress]

[Currently obtained the target number of life - Shenbing self-casting (gold), this life number can greatly increase the attractiveness of the subject to the Lordless Shenbing. Whenever encountering a treasure to choose the owner, the choice of the subject may be far more than others]

[The target luck value of 50 points has been obtained, and the luck value of Lin Fan, the son of Destiny, has dropped by 100 points, and the current luck value is 95]

"Excuse me! Perfect."

With the joy of harvest on his face, Su Xunge once again praised his wit.

Going to the army to attack and plan, he "persuaded" away a demon emperor who had fallen into the realm without any effort.

Although Luo Qingxian was blamed, but such an impressive record would attract a hundred or eighty saintess fans.

the most important is.

The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda is within easy reach.

"With the protection of the extreme emperor soldiers, isn't my path as a destiny villain a certainty!"

Rubbing his hands excitedly, Su Xunge walked towards the dragon-patterned black gold pagoda deep in the lake.

The part of the tower exposed from the mud was no more than three feet, and even the top of the tower was cut in half by some kind of sharp weapon.

But the dark and formidable diamond-shaped metal still shows the majesty of a great emperor's weapon.

The inch-by-inch black lines, like a dragon dormant in the abyss, breathe in and out the aura of the Hengduan Mountain Range.

Seeing someone approaching, an inexplicable coercion instantly appeared.

Su Xunge felt a crisis that could kill him in an instant, even if it was damaged, it was not accessible to ordinary monks.

But with Luo Qingxian's Dao vase in his heavenly spirit, and with the help of the aura of the quasi-emperor, he barely managed to resist.

"Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers really deserve their reputation."

Su Xunge's heart was full of enthusiasm, and he felt even more urgent to get this respect device.

Immediately, with a thought, he released his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda.

Similar to the Dao vase made of bright fairy gold, these magical weapons generally have weapon spirits.

If you can't get its approval, even if the treasure is close at hand, it will be difficult to subdue it.

Su Xunge sent an inquiring thought in the past, testing whether the gods in the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda are still awake.

soon.

A dragon chant resounded, almost shattering his eardrums.

The artifact spirit of the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda is still there, but it is not friendly.

A thought passed through the turbulent roar: "Who are you, are you the same as the demon just now?"

Su Xunge paused.

It was expected that the devil Yelan was trying to subdue the emperor soldiers by force, which aroused the vigilance of the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda.

Cursed inwardly: "Naughty old lady." He immediately put on a friendly face: "God sees, that devil and I are in a place of life and death without her, and I came here this time to rescue Qi Ling." Seniors are here."

The Black Golden Pagoda with Dragon Patterns didn't believe it, and trembled slightly, a layer of huge force suddenly added to Su Xunge's body.

"You're lying, I clearly smell something similar to her from your body, you are all demons!"

Su Xunge was stunned. What he said was true. He and Ye Lan were both demonic gods, born with demonic seeds, and it was normal for them to have similar auras.

But right now is the critical moment to subdue the Emperor Soldiers, he is not stupid enough to have the courage to admit such a thing.

After thinking about it for a moment, a lie came out: "Senior Qi Ling, how can you just open your mouth and come, and you can conclude that I and that devil are allies by just the breath."

"If it's about breath, seniors see how I have a vase of the Dao on my head, but it's from the same source as that devil?"

The gods of the dragon-pattern black gold pagoda looked suspiciously at the vase of the Dao Dao, and at the moment of contact, a burst of bright light burst out.

"It's bright white gold!"

There are not many fairy gold gods and iron in the world, and dragon pattern black gold and light white gold are just one pair of gods with diametrically opposite attributes.

That's why the gods of the imperial army had such a big reaction.

As if sensing the hostility from the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda, the Dao Vase on Su Xunge's Tianling also showed his real body.

Falling behind Su Xunge, as if escorting him.

Not to be outdone, the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Pagoda quietly flew out of a lifelike jet-black real dragon, hovering over the dilapidated imperial soldiers to face each other.

But soon.

He then discovered that the real artifact opposite, also made of immortal gold, was still very immature, and he didn't even have the ability to express his own thoughts.

So he turned to Su Xunge and asked:
"Where did he come from, why does it have the breath of my Lord Tianxia's scriptures?"

There is a strong nostalgia in the voice of the words, and people can't help but feel moved when they hear it.

Luo Qingxian inherited all the inheritance of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the scriptures of Emperor Tianxia naturally fell into her hands.

Su Xunge turned his head around, and a ghostly idea suddenly came to his mind: "Senior Qi Ling is really confused, why are you still hesitating about such a clear thing?"

"I am the heir of the Su family of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the purpose of coming here today is to welcome back the venerable artifact, so as to suppress the national prestige of the Great Xia Dynasty!"

Say it.

The black dragon manifested in the black golden pagoda with dragon pattern has a sudden expression: "Su family? Did your ancestors have a monk named 'Su Ji'?"

Su Xunge touched his chin and began to recall the family tree.

But the Su family has been handed down for tens of thousands of years, and in his generation, there have been more than 300 generations, and the original body is even more ignorant.

Even the ancestors have forgotten all, how can there be memories of this aspect.

But this does not prevent Su Xunge from acting.

His eyes were wide open, and he wailed with an expression on the verge of tears: "That's right, the ancestor of the younger generation is Su Yu, senior Qi Ling, you finally recognized me!"

"Good boy, don't cry." The gods have mixed feelings for a while, and the past years in the memory are constantly surging.

The dust of time wiped out all the old friends, even his former master could not escape.

"I was destroyed in an emperor-level battle 20 years ago. I was unable to return to Daxia and could only sleep here. Is Daxia okay now? Has the dark turmoil ever been quelled?" Qi Ling asked from the heart.

This is His greatest concern.

Su Xunge nodded vigorously: "Okay, very good, under the leadership of the empress, the current Great Xia country is peaceful and the people are peaceful and the weather is smooth, and it looks like a great order."

"It's just that there are no seniors in charge, and the national power is still empty."

"That's good." The god black dragon seemed to let out a deep sigh of relief, and the dragon's body entangled in the tower relaxed a bit.

Then he continued to ask in doubt: "It's just that how could the empress be in charge of the East Palace in this world? Could it be that there is no one in Daxia?"