【Quick Travel】Daily life of scheming beauties playing tricks

Chongyang's tone was very serious when he left, which also aroused Yunyi's curiosity.

After adjusting her clothes a little, she flew along the direction of the riot.

Invasion of the Fourth Heaven?

She can't miss such a good show...

It turned out that there were many people who believed in him. When Yuanyi arrived at the scene, the place was already full of people. Every face was familiar, but the expression of fear was different from before.

Yuanyi found a corner and looked at the few people standing in front of Tianmen.

Yuan Zhuo, Chongyang, and a large fog group covered in black gas. Standing behind it was the slovenly beggar he met when he first arrived in the Demon Realm that day.

The black mist was too thick, and she couldn't see clearly whether it was a human or a ghost inside, but the faintly felt similar aura gave her the answer.

Demonic invasion?

What kind of strength can make everyone show such a frightened expression? Even Yuan Zhuo is more serious than ever.

"Fu Lou Ji, I'm here to visit today, but what happened?"

Yuan Zhuo's tone was very polite. After all, the oath between immortals and demons existed, and the two worlds would indeed not launch a large-scale war inexplicably. However, since ancient times, immortals and demons have not been at odds with each other. The two races only have a deep hatred for each other, and the boundaries are also very clear.

"I'm looking for someone"

Along with the low and rough voice, the air fluctuated, and Yunyi's eyes shifted to the black mist again.

The fog dissipated, inch by inch, as if melting into the air, revealing the man in the black robe underneath.

The robe seemed to be covered with a layer of scales, sparkling in the sunlight.

The man was tall and handsome, but Yuanyi had no intention of paying attention to that. All she cared about was the familiar magic lines on his face.

The magic lines as thin as spider silk split open the skin, and each strand seems to be emitting a dark red halo. It is not scary at all when it appears on the face, but instead tempts people to explore and touch.

Exactly the same as hers

His heart suddenly fell into strange fluctuations, and his hands buried in his long sleeves tightened unconsciously.

The man's dark red eyes looked past Yuan Zhuo and glanced around calmly. Although there was no emotion at all, it could make people feel suffocating and dangerous.

For some reason, Yunyi suddenly had a very bad premonition in her heart. She slowly lowered her head and retreated without leaving a trace, but it was still too late, and her premonition came true.

A gust of wind passed by her eyes, and the next moment the man's black robe appeared in her lowered gaze, and the immortals who were around her just now dispersed like birds and beasts.

Her chin was forcibly raised, and the gloves made of unknown materials on the man's hands hurt her face. She uncontrollably tightened her eyebrows. The other party actually frowned along with her, and then waved her hand.

Yuan Zhuo's pupils shrank sharply, and the hand behind his back was clenched tightly for a moment and never relaxed for a long time.

Seeing that familiar face and the powerful magic power on it, the questions that had been troubling him for a long time seemed to have the answer.

So that's it... I came back to take revenge on him...

Yes, this is her temperament. No matter how good she was in the past, it was still not her...

Over the past hundred years, he has not reflected on himself and realized how arrogant he is.

He looked at Shui Jing every day, watching the girl who was exiled by him play in the world. The more skillful she was in manipulating human nature, the more complicated his heart became.

That's right, she didn't do anything wrong, so why bother doing this.

Everyone says he is a wise king, but what is the difference between his actions and a tyrant who decides life and death at will.

His hands slowly relaxed, and a self-mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Yunyi didn't feel anything. He only realized what happened when he heard the sound of breathing around him.

thump—

Zhong Yueyu's body fell behind him due to loss of control.

After slapping the man's hand away, Yunyi touched the side of her face. The hot touch was indeed a magic pattern. At this moment, she was completely sure that her seamless disguise had been torn apart by this man at will, and she couldn't help but swear in her heart.

"That trash is right. You really have the power of my blood. Tell me! When did you steal it!! If you don't tell me, I will kill you!" The man's tone could not conceal his anger, and the surroundings were shaken by the wind. , Yuanyi couldn't bear it and took a few steps back.

"Your Majesty, you must not do this!!!"

The sloppy beggar rushed up and knelt directly on the ground: "How can you say that the power of blood is stolen? This is clearly your blood! She is your daughter who is living abroad. My lord, please think twice!!"

Yunyi understood, and couldn't hide his surprise. Then he was filled with extremely complicated emotions.

She knew that she had not stolen any bloodline, so she might really be the daughter of the person in front of her.

She has lived a life like an orphan since she was a child. Now that she suddenly has a father, she is not very happy. Instead, she feels a little baffled because the father seems to be not in his right mind. He first destroyed her disguise and then wanted to kill her.

She may even wonder, does the other person really know how to have a child with a woman?

...

wind

Disappeared

The surroundings are also very quiet

The man took another step forward, and his fingertips hurt. Blood spurted out, but strangely it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it turned into a thin line floating in the air, intersecting with another bloody thin line and finally blending into one.

Another blood line came from the man in front of him. At this moment, he finally restrained his murderous intention and looked extremely shocked.

"It's really my blood..."

Yuanyi used magic to cut off the blood line, and said sarcastically: "The Demon Lord praises me too much. Yuanyi is just an orphan, without a father or a mother."

The man frowned: "You and I are indeed connected by blood. Come back to the devil world with me."

Listening to the other party's fluttering words, the tip of Yuan Yi's nose suddenly surged with sadness, and he rarely showed dissatisfaction: "Why should I trust you?"

"You and I are connected by blood"

The man was like a piece of wood and repeated it again. Yuanyi couldn't help but sneered. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the person in front of her provocatively: "You mean, you are my father?"

Seeing the other party nodding stiffly, Yunyi tugged at the corners of his lips: "Since you are my father, it's not too much to do me a little favor, right?"

"Say"

Slowly raising her delicate white hand, her fingertips swept across the crowd of spectators. When she saw the fear on their faces, she laughed cutely: "A hundred years ago, they put unfounded charges on me and beat me." Immortal Bones killed me, won’t the Demon Lord avenge your daughter?”

Fu Louji frowned. For some reason, seeing the person in front of him telling the story of what happened a hundred years ago so easily, his heart ached, and emotions he had never experienced before spewed out. When he turned to look at the frightened people, they turned into thick Strong murderous intent.

"They bully you? Then I will kill them all."

In an instant, the auspicious clouds under his feet turned into black flames, covering all the ground in Tiantianmen instantly.

Everyone's souls were instantly imprisoned here, and only Yuan Zhuo and Chong Yang could move. The former resisted, while the latter remained indifferent.

While screaming and cursing, the colorful magic weapons were crushed to pieces by Fu Louji, and even Yuan Zhuo could only save some people.

In just a short moment, the ethereal fourth heaven had turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Looking at this scene, Yunyi became increasingly calm. Looking at the men who were killing each other, a certain obsession in her heart seemed to dissipate at this moment, completely gone, and there was no longer any so-called unwillingness.