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

Naturally, he didn't dare. Even if he didn't have a real fight with Yanlan and others, the dangerous aura on the other party was definitely something he had never seen before.

Moreover, the image of monsters killing people and eating people's hearts is deeply rooted in their bones. For a compassionate Buddhist like Mingxuan, he can act recklessly...

Facing a demon like Yanlan who exudes a dangerous aura even if he doesn't speak, Wang Daoxuan... gritted his teeth and didn't dare to really take action.

Seeing this, the disciples of Qingxin Sect and Lingxin Valley next to them also looked at the elders of the master sect beside them. Seeing that they had no intention of pursuing them, they naturally understood their attitude.

It seems that this demon clan... is more troublesome than they thought, and they cannot be provoked at will.

Among the crowd, the female disciples of Fanyin Pavilion had complicated expressions. Some disciples looked at Leling unconsciously, and Leling held the edge of the piano in a daze.

Her charming eyes unconsciously looked at the seriously injured Mingxuan Buddha over there, and then she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Mingxuan, come back with me to receive your punishment." The elder had to show off in front of outsiders after all.

In addition to showing off, he did have the intention to punish Mingxuan.

He had been seeing the abnormal situation of Mingxuan in the past few days. At that time, he felt that it would be okay for the young man to have a friend or two even if he was a Buddhist.

But...if this friend were a demon, the situation would be completely different.

Buddhists should indeed treat them equally, but even so, they are human beings in the realm of cultivation after all, not demons. Treating them equally means treating them without prejudice and not harming them easily.

But it's not that I want to be close friends with them.

It's time for Ming Xuan... to calm down.

Mingxuan lowered his eyes, even though his body was full of wounds, they couldn't compare to the wounds in his heart, "Yes."

"Elder Yuan, your Buddhist sect has always been famous for its strict discipline and kneeling. Why do you treat Buddhist disciples in such a gentle manner now? Does your status as a Buddhist disciple warrant special treatment?"

The palace master of Zidian Palace had been saving his energy for two days and turned to Mingxuan.

"Palace Master, I don't need you to worry about the affairs in our Tianfo Sect. If the disciples of Tianfo Sect break the precepts, we, as the elders of the sect, will be punished."

These words were not only a warning to the master of the Purple Lightning Palace, but also a disguised way of telling all the monks present that no one could dictate the affairs of the Tianfo Sect.

Whether they make mistakes or have to be expelled from their sect, it is their sect's business and has nothing to do with others.

Mingxuan remained silent throughout the entire process.

No one knew what he was thinking at this time. It seemed as if his soul had been taken away, and he was absent-minded.

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Zhao Xuan on the other side was rescued by Yanlan and the others. Naturally, Yanlan and the others took Zhao Xuan back to the demon world without saying a word.

The way to enter the demon world is difficult or easy. It is necessary to wear the racial badge that is the symbol of the demon world. This badge allows them to open a gap anytime, anywhere.

This gap leads directly to the demon world. Of course, not many demons can do this. Ordinary little demons can only go back through the fixed demon world gate.

Only demons of a special level like Yanlan can do this and return to the demon world anytime and anywhere.

Zhao Xuan didn't want to go back, but Yanlan and the others learned their lesson and didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

If they don't talk to Zhao Xuan, will Zhao Xuan really stop talking?

After crossing the gap and returning to the demon world, Zhao Xuan was still the prototype. He said pitifully, "I really won't run away this time. I just want you to help me rescue someone and bring them back to the demon world, okay?"

"This is Mingxuan Buddha whom you have met. He was seriously injured just to protect me. The Tianfo Sect and those Immortal Sects will definitely not let him go..."

"Yanlan...Uncle, for the sake of him being my savior, you can help me rescue the person, or I can go back and take the person out, and then we can go back together, okay? I promise not to run away."

It's not that they haven't caught Zhao Xuan before at all along the way, it's just that their young master is too smart and good at touching people's hearts with words.

Even a great demon like Yanlan was fooled once by Zhao Xuan.

For this reason, the three guardians tacitly ignored what Zhao Xuan wanted to say.

Zhao Xuan, who was talking to himself, assuring himself and using the words of his savior, was ignored by Qi Qi, "..." Does this count as self-inflicted trouble?

Before he came out of the demon world, in order to find Mingxuan smoothly, he used all kinds of tricks to deceive and kidnap him.

Now when he really needed others to believe him, no one believed what he said.

In this way, Zhao Xuan was brought back to the Demon Realm Palace. Yanlan and others brought him to the Demon King to revive him. On the way, they gave Zhao Xuan pills to stabilize his injuries.

It only took half a cup of tea to return to the demon world, so they had not fully treated the injury.

After all, they had learned about their young master's cunning and cunning skills before. If he really cured him, he might not have bowed to them all the way, but would have found a way to sneak away.

"Your Majesty, the young master is back." Yanlan surrendered heartily and bowed respectfully.

Zhao Xuan was dressed in red hair, with nine tails swaying constantly, and his body shape had shrunk. From when he fought with Chong Bin, he was at least seven or eight meters tall, and he shrank to a size that could be hugged by a person.

The Demon Queen saw that her little cub's aura was much weaker, and she stepped forward with distress, just about to reach out and hold Zhao Xuan in her arms.

Zhao Xuan stepped back out of habit and returned to his human form in the next second.

It's just that the injury suffered by the monk in the Tribulation Stage couldn't be cured by one or two pills. He took a step back, his face still pale and his whole body weak.

The red dress made him look fragile and in need of care.

His beautiful face and the small moles under his eyes made his frailty at this time even more heartbreaking.

"Mother."

The Demon Queen lowered her eyes sadly. Although her son had not been allowed to be held since he was a child and he had gradually gotten used to it over the years, as a mother, she could not help but feel disappointed.

"Father." Zhao Xuan looked at the man on the throne. The aura of king in the man was definitely not inferior to that of Chong Bin before.

"Injured?" The demon king flashed in front of Zhao Xuan in an instant.

Zhao Xuan took a step back unaccustomedly. Due to his temper over the years, even though he was laughing and joking, he was still not used to being too affectionate with his so-called "relatives".

The reaction of the Demon King was similar to that of the Demon Queen. Both of them were used to their son keeping a distance from them.

"Ah."

"Yanlan, what's going on?" The Demon King looked sideways at Yanlan.

Yanlan didn't hold anything back and told the Demon King exactly what he saw. He didn't add any fuel to the fire, but he didn't cover it up for Chongbin either.

If a war really breaks out, it will be deserved. Those monks are not only afraid of their demon clan, but also deliberately want to destroy them.

Yanlan has long been dissatisfied with those pretentious monks.

"It's unreasonable. That defeated general Chongbin dared to hurt my son so badly!" The demon king was furious.

Zhao Xuan, "..." He seemed to be able to vaguely understand why Chongbin hated himself so much. It turned out that he lost to the Demon King.

The desire to win and lose and self-esteem are the trouble.