The uncle's statement was just a joke, which both of them could tell. However, it was impossible for the high priest to become a Taoist couple with Hongxiu, which was a certainty.

The Demon Emperor will not just watch.

If the number two figure of the demon clan and Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, who has the blood of the demon clan's royal family, come together, let's not care about it for now, but if one day the two of them have children, no one can control what thoughts they will have.

The little guy with the blood of the demon royal family said he wanted to be the demon emperor, so he did it.

So at this time, the Demon Emperor can already think of that time.

There are some things that he doesn't say, but that doesn't mean that they, as a group, can do them.

The matter is very simple, and the emperor's heart is not that difficult to figure out. A smart person like the high priest naturally knows it.

Hong Xiu blinked and suggested, "How about I take you to the human side? Will we not help each other in the future?"

The high priest shook his head helplessly and said, "There is a saying among the human race that if you do a very bad thing, you will be stabbed in the spine."

The so-called great bad thing is nothing more than defection. This kind of thing has never happened in the history of the human race and the demon race. If they really do it, they will not only be stabbed in the back. If one day that

If the demon clan destroys the human race, then the two of them will have no way to escape, and their end will be extremely miserable.

Hong Xiu narrowed his eyes and said, "Then after you switch sides to the human race, we will help the human race to destroy the demon race." ??

As soon as he said this, the high priest became even more helpless. He glanced at Hongxiu and sighed, "Do you think there is any truth to what you said?"

Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess of the demon clan, can actually say that she wants to destroy the demon clan.

Hong Xiu smiled and said, "Just saying it casually, do you really think I can do such a thing?"

The high priest shook his head and said, "Having such an idea is already unusual."

Hongxiu did not argue with the high priest this time. Instead, they came to a high-rise building and climbed up to overlook the entire southern Xinjiang city. Her Royal Highness, the princess of the demon clan, said softly, "Jingzhu, I have been thinking a lot,

What should we do?"

Naturally, the high priest could hear the implication of Hong Xiu's words, and said calmly, "Without the big one, how can there be any small ones? According to the human race, it means the word family and country. In fact, if the country is in front and the family is behind, the country will be destroyed.

The family died."

Hongxiu frowned and said, "But all of your kin have died long ago, so you have no so-called home."

The high priest sighed and said, "We have lost our home, but the land under our feet is still there. If one day this is the territory of the human race, even if we are dead, we will have no place to live."

Hongxiu thought for a while and asked curiously, "What do you mean by this, selfless?"

The high priest laughed it off.

Hongxiu didn't speak in a hurry, and the two of them just watched the southern Xinjiang city getting dark, and some families hung lanterns in front of their homes.

Naturally, this is still a custom of the human race, but some of it has spread to the demon race, and some people find it interesting, that is, they use it.

"Over the main palace, two lanterns will be hung as usual. They are the largest in the entire Southern Xinjiang City. The candles inside are not ordinary things. They are made from fish oil obtained from the shark clan. They can last for hundreds of years..."

Hongxiu babbled and talked about a lot of things with the man next to her. As the eldest princess of the demon clan, her status seemed not to allow her to talk so much, but in front of the high priest, she seemed to have lost that status and became

Got a little girl.

The high priest asked a shocking question, "How many people can you mobilize in southern Xinjiang?"

Hong Xiu glanced at the high priest with some resentment, but still said, "About 70%, but given some time, I can make them listen to me for the remaining 30%."

The high priest nodded and said, "As soon as possible."

Hong Xiu was surprised and said, "Jing Zhu, I didn't promise you anything."

The high priest asked patiently, "Then what do you have to do to agree?"

"Unless you agree to a condition."

Hong Xiu glanced at the high priest, and his whole face was full of energy.

The high priest smiled bitterly and said, "I told you, this thing can't be done, no matter what, it can't be done."

Hongxiu's face was expressionless, "Who told you this?"

This time it was the high priest's turn to be surprised.

Hongxiu looked at the high priest in front of her seriously, then stretched out her hand uncontrollably, touched his face, and said softly, "Jing Zhu, promise me, no matter when the time comes, you will live well."

Feeling the touch on his face, the high priest's eyes when he looked at Hongxiu became a little softer, but he just shook his head and said apologetically, "When that time comes, I can't go back."

Hong Xiu shook his head

He said, "Jing Zhu, I really don't like your temperament."

The high priest looked at Hongxiu, pointedly, and said softly, "It can't be changed."

Hong Xiu said angrily, "You are so stubborn, is it really because of the reasons passed down?"

The high priest said helplessly, "It has nothing to do with blood."

…

…

It was midsummer in the capital of the gods, and the chirping of cicadas became more and more constant, making a certain great swordsman who was dozing in front of a bamboo building very dissatisfied.

So the great swordsman opened his eyes, picked up a piece of gravel, and threw it towards a tree not far away. There was a slight sound, and a summer cicada made a mute sound, and then a summer cicada fell.

Come down, and then the gravel will return to the hands of the young swordsman.

The young great swordsman threw the gravel again, watched another summer cicada fall, held the gravel again, and repeated this action. After just a moment, summer cicadas fell all over the ground in front of the bamboo building.

The young Great Sword Immortal clicked his tongue and said, "Hey, little He, pick up this summer cicada and fry it with butter. It's a delicious meal!"

He Liang, who was practicing boxing at the side, raised his head and said hum. He Liang, who had been fishing and hunting birds since he was a child, naturally knew that the summer cicada tasted good, so he immediately put away his boxing frame and went to the house to get a basin.

Yu Xiyi asked, "Xiao He, remember to put more oil, otherwise it will smell like earth."

As the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect who has traveled the world for the longest time, Yu Xiyi is very knowledgeable about these foods, and there are few things he does not know about them.

He Liang nodded and said, "I understand, Master Yu."

After saying that, He Liang, who was already a teenager, turned around and went back to the house. Yu Qingfeng rolled his eyes when he saw this scene. He was not happy about the behavior of this nominal uncle who always ordered his junior brother around, but he was not happy.

I don’t know why, but that guy Xiao He didn’t take it seriously at all.

Yu Xiyi glanced at Yu Qingfeng and tutted, "Little Qingfeng, are you very dissatisfied? It's okay. If you're not satisfied, just say it. I'll ask my uncle about swordsmanship once. I won't bully you. I'll be on the same level as you."

How was the battle?"

Yu Qingfeng smiled softly and said, "Master, I do care about the younger generation."

Yu Xiyi squinted his eyes and said in surprise, "Why, you, Xiao Qingfeng, are so ambitious? Do you want me to fight you without putting pressure on the situation? This is not good. If the master doesn't stop all of a sudden, your master will not be able to do anything after he returns to the city of gods."

Fighting against the master? Although your master can't beat me, I can't do this to a junior like you, right? It's the most boring thing to do something like a white-haired person giving a black-haired person."

Yu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, as if he was about to throw out a punch regardless of it. Damn it, no matter whether it could hurt Yu Xiyi at all, he had to get rid of his bad energy first.

As a result, before he could move, the little girl Jiang Xiaoan, who had been meditating with her eyes closed not far away, suddenly opened her eyes and said impatiently, "Master, can you just stop talking? It affects people's practice!"

Yu Xiyi, who was originally complacent, glanced at his newly recruited disciple and suddenly lost his temper. Damn it, what the hell is this?

He had always said that he would not accept her, but after he accepted this little girl as his apprentice, Yu Xiyi realized belatedly that this little girl was really a good swordsman, and in terms of talent, she was not bad, even

Among the women in the world, it is estimated that only Miss Xie can surpass her.

After realizing that he had found the treasure, Yu Xiyi immediately waved his hand and decided to make this little girl his close disciple. However, after spending some time together, he regretted his decision.

This little girl is really annoying. She doesn't have a good attitude towards her master, even if she doesn't say whether she treats him or not. Just when Yu Xiyi wants to scold this little girl, the other person will definitely pretend to be upset.

It was a huge grievance to say that he would no longer practice swordsmanship and wanted to find his father. Although the so-called father, in Yu Xiyi's opinion, was just a matter of one sword.

Even if the opponent comes to the door and tries to punch him with all his strength, there is nothing to worry about. But this little girl can't help but cry. Her eyes are red, and her pitiful look makes Yu Xiyi really unbearable.

Say anything harsh again.

That even made Yu Xiyi feel that he deserved to be bullied by such a little girl!

But if that's the case, then it's not like Yu Xiyi was manipulated into what he is now by that little girl. On the contrary, that little girl is a very good girl who observes words and emotions. Many times, she will take the initiative to stick to her. The master is stronger than the master.

Holding the water and pinching the shoulders, you can see clearly.

That's why Yu Xiyi himself is now being controlled by that little aunt.

But Yu Xiyi

After thinking about it, I thought it was nothing. I am a great swordsman, and other great monks must be respectful in front of me. No matter how powerful I face, just like the master of the Sword Sect, he is just a

When you speak a sword, you must draw a sword. Just these things, who else in the world dares to laugh at me?

As for doting on his close disciple, it doesn't matter. After all, he is his disciple and there is no shame in it.

Yu Xiyi stopped talking and just lay in the chair, eagerly waiting for He Liang to finish making cicadas.

In fact, that thing needs to be paired with wine, but even if there is good wine, it is not interesting now that the god has no one to drink with.

This is not to say that he, Yu Xiyi, has no friends in Shendu. Given his identity as the Great Sword Immortal, I still lack friends?

It's just that the person he most wants to drink with hasn't come back yet.

"Damn it, how come I feel like my home is in the capital of the gods, but you brat looks like a homeless guy, wandering around."

Scratching his head, Yu Xiyi smacked his lips and glanced at another little girl who had been far away. The little girl named Ning Qingnian was too cold-tempered and too withdrawn. But she did seem to be a good prospect. With time,
To be continued...