"Of course you are not a big man who picks his feet." Lu Ba coughed twice and said, "I told you a long time ago that you should be the Ice Lord."

"Really...?" Ying Huanhuan snorted with a pretty nose, her long icy blue hair exuding a different look and charm: "How do I remember that you are the one who is talking about the big guy who picks his feet?"

"Nonsense!" Lu Bao's eyes widened: "I have evidence!"

Lu Yu flipped his palm and took out a piece of photo jade. The image recorded in it was exactly the scene when Ying Huanhuan broke through to the Mysterious Realm last time.

Ying Huanhuan's face froze. She had been tortured several times by the photo jade and she felt physically uncomfortable with it.

"Asshole!" Ying Huanhuan was furious: "Why are you carrying the photo jade with you when you have nothing to do?"

That’s not true!

Last time she was beaten hard by her sister, and it was all caused by this damn photo jade!

Thinking like this, Ying Huanhuan snatched the photo jade from Lu Yu's hand, and the scene was also reflected in it.

In the lush mountain forest, he saw himself riding on Lu Bao, looking fierce and vicious, as if he wanted to eat Lu Bao.

"Yeah~"

Ying Huanhuan was startled, her palms shook, and she almost threw the thing away, her face turned red immediately.

Watching this scene again makes me want to dig my toes into the ground with embarrassment!

"Hehe..." On the side, Lu Bao laughed strangely, his face full of joking.

"Asshole! You did it on purpose!"

Ying Huanhuan's shy and embarrassed look instantly turned into anger. She roared and rushed towards Lu Ba, seeking justice for herself in her own way.

"Ahahaha... No, you can't bite there!"

On the other side, the old man's face turned pale, and small cracks appeared and spread on his body.

Just as the strange demon king said before, if he fights so hard, he will die.

He had already suffered serious injuries, and now he was fighting with all his strength, and his injuries worsened uncontrollably.

The old man of the stele spirit briefly felt his own injuries, and then nodded slightly: "It's not a big problem... As long as someone takes care of it, it can be stopped."

Anyway, the strange demon has been eliminated, so he doesn't need to stay here anymore.

But... after looking at the two of you and me, who were so affectionate, the spirit of the deserted monument decisively shut up, and disappeared in a flash.

It's better to wait until they calm down before talking about your own affairs, otherwise... you may get beaten!

The tablet spirit shuddered. He couldn't afford to offend either the adult or the Ice Lord, let alone two people at once.

…

After a long while, the two people finally stopped playing for a while.

Ying Huanhuan pressed Lu Ba under her body, her breathing was a little rapid, and the girl's fragrance and body fragrance hit her face, making people linger.

Lu Bao lay on the ground and looked at Ying Huanhuan with a faint smile.

Sensing Lu Ba's playful gaze, Ying Huanhuan's face suddenly turned red, and she didn't know what to say.

However, now she is not as panicked as last time, nor is she as helpless as last time.

"Lu Ba, you saved my Daozong. How can I thank you for such a great kindness..." Ying Huanhuan looked at Lu Ba, but she gently touched Lu Ba and murmured.

"This..." Lu Yu rolled his eyes.

"Don't mention my sister!" Ying Huanhuan glared and stopped Lu Bao's nonsense.

"Oh..." Lu Bu Nuonuo nodded, but said with a guilty conscience: "But I didn't do anything to kill the strange demon king..."

"Shut up, I said kindness is kindness!" Ying Huanhuan glared again.

"Answer my question quickly, how can I thank you?" Ying Huanhuan pinched Lu Ba's cheek and her tone was very unkind.

"Ah... then let me agree with you." Lu Bu sighed and accepted with tears in his eyes.

"You're so kind, Lu Bao..." Ying Huanhuan smiled, and the hand that pinched her face slid down, hugged Lu Bao's neck, held her tightly in her arms, and offered Lu Bao her long-lost facial cleanser.

"There is a small problem." Lu Yuan said with a straight face, not looking like he was enjoying facial cleanser at all: "What about Senior Sister Qingzhu?"

"Huh?" Ying Huanhuan was startled: "You and Ling Qingzhu have already..."

"Yes, during the sect competition..." Lu Bao nodded with tears in his eyes. I don't want this to happen!

"I, I..." Ying Huanhuan's head was a little dizzy, but during the sect competition, Lu Bao had an explanation for her attitude of neither being far nor near. If Ling Qingzhu hadn't stopped her, how could she and Lu Bao have simply said

a few words?

"I...hum, I don't care, you are mine!" Ying Huanhuan gritted her teeth and refused to let go no matter what.

The girl showed her coquettishness for the first time.

"When you return to Taiqing Palace, I will go back with you and go meet that Ling Qingzhu!" Ying Huanhuan clenched her fists with a serious look on her face.

A smile appeared in Lu Yu's eyes. You may make a small profit, but the big one will always belong to me.

"You are staying with me in Daozong during this period. You are not allowed to go anywhere." Ying Huanhuan hugged Lu Ba and said seriously.

Lu Yu was stunned, thought for a moment and then agreed.

Now that Yuanmen is silent and there is no escape from the Demon Prison, he doesn't have anything important to do.

"Ahem...you two, where are you?"

Seeing that the man and the woman were tired, the Great Desolate Monument saw the right opportunity and asked quickly.

He is third on the list of ancient artifacts, so he won't be left here forever as a useless decoration, right?

"Huanhuan, let him follow you?" Lu Yu said with a chuckle.

"This... it's up to you to do it." Ying Huanhuan hesitated for a moment, but then said: "You killed Yuanzi, the three people from Yuanmen hated you to the bone, and there were also strange demons... You are more powerful than me.

need."

"If you don't have a divine creature by your side, you probably won't be able to defeat Qingzhu." Lu Yu said with a smile.

"Huh? I can't beat her?" Ying Huanhuan heard this, her chest suddenly perked up and she said unconvinced.

She is a reincarnation person, and she is gradually awakening the power of her previous life. How could she not be able to defeat Aya Qingzhu?

"Qingzhu, like you, killed a second-level reincarnation level strange demon king some time ago."

Hearing this, the corners of Ying Huanhuan's eyes twitched. She suddenly felt that the strange demon king was no longer so terrifying and powerful. Two true kings were beheaded in succession, and it was still by him and Ling Qingzhu, the younger generation of the two super sects.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Okay, then follow me at the Great Desolation Monument." Ying Huanhuan took a deep breath and said slowly.

After finishing dealing with Ling Qingzhu, it won't be too late to give the Great Desolation Monument to Lu Bu.

Hearing this, a hint of joy appeared on the face of the tablet spirit. He suddenly held his fists and transformed into a point of light and disappeared into the space inside the tablet.

…

In Daozong's Desolate Hall, the towering desolate stele itself, those tiny dusty black light spots have long since disappeared.

Chen Zhen, the master of the Desolate Palace, felt inexplicably relieved. When facing the Desolate Monument, he no longer felt so depressed and heavy, and only felt relaxed.

"What happened to this... Great Desert Monument?" Chen Zhen scratched his head.

Earthy yellow light emerged, and two figures stepped out of the deserted monument.

Before he could ask a question, Ying Huanhuan raised her hand and the Great Deserted Monument erupted into bursts of light, then quickly shrank, turning into a palm-sized stone monument and falling into Ying Huanhuan's palm.

The light flickered and lit up, blending into the back of Ying Huanhuan's hand, leaving a faint earthy yellow line.

"Uncle Chenzhen, I can borrow this Great Desolation Monument for the time being." Ying Huanhuan said calmly, her face turned cold again: "This is the Great Desolation Scripture. This martial arts is domineering and obscure, and it is not something that ordinary people can learn.

You need to be more careful."

As he said that, he waved his sleeves and robe, and a stream of light fell in front of Chen Zhen. The light and shadow were flowing, but it was a classic book of vicissitudes of life. On it, the four words "The Great Desolation Sutra" were written with flying dragons and phoenixes.

"Uh...yes!" Chen Zhen subconsciously clasped his fists in salute, and couldn't help but be speechless after reacting.

Huanhuan has already called herself Uncle Master, so there is no need for such...

"But this girl is really powerful..." Chen Zhen rubbed the center of his eyebrows. He was subconsciously in awe and showed no resistance or dissatisfaction.

In the sky, Ying Huanhuan and Lu Yu disappeared among the Daozong mountains, ignoring everyone.

On the top of the mountain, Ying Xuanzi breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the Great Desolation Monument shrink and fall into the hands of his daughter. It seemed that the strange demon king had been solved, and the Dao Sect had avoided the crisis of annihilating the sect.

"Father, Lu Ba will stay in our Daozong for a few days, and I will entertain him."

However, before the joy in Ying Xuanzi's heart could spread, a faint voice sounded in Ying Xuanzi's ears.

Ying Xuanzi's face suddenly froze, "Lv Yu wants to stay in Daozong? Are you going to entertain him personally?"

"How is this possible!?" Ying Xuanzi suddenly became anxious. That bastard Lu Ba was clearly an old monster pretending to be young. This girl Huanhuan must have been smitten by Lu Ba's sweet words.

"No, I want to explain the stakes clearly to this girl!" Ying Xuanzi's eyes showed determination, and he immediately activated the power of space and stepped out.

However, before he could take action, the chill spread around him, and a thin layer of ice instantly covered him.

Ying Xuanzi's body stiffened, and he quickly mobilized his body's energy to resist the cold, but... he could resist the cold, but he could not break through this layer of ice as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Done!" Ying Huanhuan raised her eyebrows lightly, smiled, and pulled Lu Yu away from the distance.
To be continued...