Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

Several elders looked at each other. They originally said they wanted to bring the person back, but now... this person is the future demon lord of the demon world.

Then...if they want to take action again, they have to think more carefully.

The Seventh Elder frowned, feeling that something was wrong. He muttered unconsciously, "No, they say that the current Demon Lord only has one son. I have never heard of him having a daughter!"

Everyone, "..."

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Damn it, so they don’t know something about it, right?

Yan Changqing and the other eight people all looked stunned, (⊙o⊙)…

So Junior Sister Zhao, not that Junior Sister Zhao?

Or is the young master of the demon world originally a woman?A woman disguised as a man?

This circuitous train of thought almost got them involved.

Several other elders were also struck by lightning.

Yan Changqing was even more speechless, he didn't dare to take a breath, he didn't understand Zhao Xuan's intention of doing this.

It's not necessary. The demon world has always advocated force and respected the strong. Even women have become demon lords. Although there are fewer female lords among previous demon lords, it is not impossible.

Didn’t the current Demon Lord take over the position of Demon Lord from his mother?

Thinking of this, they suddenly didn't know how to sympathize with their junior uncle...

It was bad enough that the person he liked was the future demon lord, but what was even worse was that the other person's gender was fake, and he was actually the same gender as his junior uncle.

Yan Changqing really had a hard time imagining the scene of the charming young uncle with a man. The main reason was that the young junior uncle was such a gentleman. Just thinking about it felt like blasphemy against him.

The elders were discussing in a low voice, and they were just discussing...whether Zhao Xuan was the King of the Demon Realm, and whether he was a man?

The leader coughed twice, "This issue is not the most critical. The top priority is to stabilize Mingxu's situation first."

The master of Yaofeng went inside and applied a needle, sealing Mingxu's acupuncture points and temporarily stabilizing the other party's vomiting of blood.

As soon as the situation was stabilized, the person woke up, and it seemed that they could always hear their conversation.

As soon as Mingxu woke up, he smiled faintly and said softly without caring, "Brothers, don't worry about me. I'm fine."

His attitude confounded others.

All the elders and heads were unusually quiet, mainly because they were too sympathetic to the younger brother's situation and didn't know what to say.

They looked at Mingxu now as if a pig had swallowed their home-grown cabbage, but this pig was a big liar and never told the truth.

In the end, even the gender is fake. Is this not annoying and makes them feel sorry for what happened to their junior brother?

The fifth elder racked his brains before he could say a word.

"Well, Junior Brother, if you want to be more open about that... thing, aren't you just a disciple? Our sect has picked out quite a few outer disciples this time, and they are pretty good. This time, you will be the first to choose."

Although the fourth elder looked ugly and refused to admit that his junior brother could be moved by immortals, he still couldn't help but give him a slap in the face after hearing that the fifth junior brother was refusing to open a certain pot.

The fifth elder said, "..." He really didn't mean it. He was really just stupid and couldn't speak!

It's not intentional to make up for the damage.

"If the fifth junior brother doesn't know how to speak, why not go to the Sutra Pavilion and read a book." The fourth elder was also very angry with his junior brother and was so angry that he refused to argue.

Mingxu's eyes met the concerned eyes of several senior brothers, he looked startled, and said with a slight smile, "I'm really fine, senior brothers, don't worry."

The leader immediately stopped the conversation, "...Okay, then junior brother, you have a good time to rest, and we won't disturb you any more."

"You can rest, Junior Brother Mingxu. Senior Brother, I just want to ask one thing clearly. Have you and Zhao Xuanzhen become Taoist partners?" The fourth elder is a person who doesn't want to complain. When he sees that others are about to withdraw, he insists on asking clearly. .

Mingxu was startled, as if he remembered something, he lowered his eyes, his long and thick eyelashes drooped, and said nothing.

"You told us before that you came down from the mountain to take her back to the sect for detailed questioning. Why did she never come back?" The fourth elder asked both coarse and detailed questions, and every question was to the point.

"Shut up, let's discuss this later." The leader noticed Mingxu's abnormality and promptly interrupted what the fourth elder wanted to say.

It is no longer that important whether Zhao Xuan is a woman or a man. The younger brother's attitude is to prevent them from continuing to delve into this topic.

Everyone didn't like to poke holes in others, and Mingxu had already put his attitude on the table, so they naturally bowed and left the room.

After leaving the yard, the fourth elder, who was dragged along by the seventh elder, waved his long sleeves dissatisfiedly and shook off the other person's hand, "What are you doing? Can't I walk on my own?"

"I see that you can't walk. My junior brother's face is already so ugly. You are still adding fuel to the fire. Do you want to force my junior brother to vomit blood again and get seriously injured?"

Fourth Elder, "..."

"I just don't understand that my junior brother has been so talented and stable for so many years. Why is he suddenly like this?"

Several other elders glanced at the fourth elder who had not had any enlightenment in 800 years.

I didn't think too much about it. The fourth elder has always been an upright person who can't hide things in his heart and speaks outright.

If he encounters a question that he doesn't understand today, and if he doesn't find the answer, he can be trapped in it and be too anxious to sleep...

"Senior Brother, I will take my leave."

Several elders skipped the questions raised by the fourth elder, bowed their hands, said in unison, and left.

As for Yan Changqing and the others, they seriously placed their hands twenty centimeters in front of their chests, clasped their thumbs together, and saluted properly.

Fourth Elder, "???" Did he say something wrong?

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The group of people left one after another, leaving only the man sitting on the bed in the room filled with sandalwood fragrance.

The man was draped in blue silk, which was pressed under his body. His lips were slightly white, and the left corner of his mouth was stained with bright red blood.

"Come out." The man glanced at the unopened window seemingly casually.

The window was facing the table, which was rarely used and contained something that Mingxu himself had forgotten.

His two plain words seemed to turn on some switch.

Soon there was a slow grinding sound from the window, and within a moment, the window opened.

The young man was wearing Tsing Yi, the sect costume of the Shushan Sword Sect.

He climbed in from the window, patted his clothes, and sighed, "It's really hard for you to come in from Shushan."

Isn't this young man Zhao Xuan who disappeared for most of the day?

"Why are you here?" Mingxu stared blankly at Zhao Xuanqingya's beautiful men's clothing for a while, and his hands on the quilt unconsciously clenched the quilt.

His eyes were quickly drawn to the seven-shaped petals on the young man's forehead.

Some fragments were recalled in his mind, the chest, the sword, the tingling sensation, and... Zhao Xuan's face in front of him.

But in his memory, he held the sword with ruthless eyes and stabbed his heart with incomparable accuracy.

"Of course I'm here to find you!" Zhao Xuan said without thinking.