Han Jiulin hugged King Huang Que and placed him on the recliner made of nephrite. He looked at the mud-like King Huang Que and shook his head. Then he turned to Huangfu Zhirou and explained:
"Although this woman seems to be extremely weak, she is actually a demon king in the vast swamp. If she takes action in person, it is not difficult to kill the dog emperor Huangfu Shengyan."
Huangfu Zhirou looked at King Huangque carefully, and couldn't help but feel sour in her heart. Then she looked at Han Jiulin and asked tentatively:
"Is this girl really that good?"
Han Jiulin nodded and said: "Yes, her cultivation talent is extremely high. Although she is sometimes quite domineering, her temperament is excellent."
Huangfu Zhirou said again: "Then...then Jiulin, are you...in love with her?"
Han Jiulin said: "Why did you say that?"
Huangfu Zhiju said: "You have been away for so long and there is no news. When you come back, you bring back such a beautiful little girl. She was drunk and unconscious. It is obvious that you have great trust in you. Of course I..."
When Han Jiulin heard Huangfu Zhirou's words, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry. Then he shook his head and said:
"Zhirou, you are too jealous. Didn't I tell you that she is a demon king in the vast swamp! Who do you think can do harm to her with her cultivation?"
"So she doesn't have a lot of trust in me, but she is confident that no one can have any idea of what she wants."
Huangfu Zhirou nodded, looked at Han Jiulin deeply and said:
"Jilin, I'm so tired. I can't sleep every night these days. Can you...can you hold me to sleep?"
If it were any other woman, Han Jiulin would definitely refuse without hesitation.
But Huangfu Zhirou is different.
To a large extent, it was because of himself that she became as haggard as she is now, so whether it was because of his relationship with her or because of his guilt for her, Han Jiulin had no room for rejection.
The two hugged each other tightly for a night. This night was not mixed with any desire, it was so simple and beautiful.
This night, Huangfu Zhirou undoubtedly had a good sleep. She really couldn't remember how long it had been since she had slept so deeply.
Even when Han Jiulin left a letter and left at dawn, Huangfu Zhirou never noticed.
In fact, Han Jiulin didn't want to leave Huangfu Zhirou so soon, but if others saw him staying in Huangfu Zhirou's boudoir, even if the two of them were innocent, no one would believe him if he told them.
this matter.
Therefore, Han Jiulin could only quietly leave the Juling Palace with King Huangque while everyone was still asleep, and then came to the courtyard where he once lived in the Qinglong Palace.
"Your Majesty Queen?"
"My Queen, wake up!"
After Han Jiulin placed King Huangque on the bed where he had slept before, he called a few more times, but he still could not wake up the drunken King Huangque.
In desperation, Han Jiulin had no choice but to wait for King Huang Que to wake up on his own.
Nowadays, the palace of King Qinglong has become extremely desolate. Apart from himself and King Huangque, not a single person can be seen at all.
Han Jiulin walked slowly in his courtyard, thinking about his next action plan.
Just as Han Jiulin was pacing, he suddenly noticed an extremely extraordinary aura suddenly appearing behind his body, which made Han Jiulin couldn't help but be surprised.
Judging from Han Jiulin's current mental induction ability, unless he is a strong person in the holy realm, there will never be any cultivator or high-level spiritual beast that can be so close to him without him being aware of it.
But now there should be only two powerful people in the Canglan Empire who have reached the realm of saints. One is King Huangque who is still asleep in the courtyard, and the other is naturally the Canglan Emperor Huangfu Shengyan!
Han Jiulin was astonished and felt a murderous aura coming towards him, and then it immediately turned into a silvery white thunder that changed dozens of directions one after another, and he immediately held the World-Destroying Demonic Sword in his hand.
After Han Jiulin locked onto the source of his aura, he immediately used the "Machine Locking Teleportation Step" to instantly move behind the incoming person, and then slashed towards the incoming person's neck with a horizontal knife.
Seeing Han Jiulin's swift attack, the visitor had no choice but to counterattack. He turned around and struck the blade of the World-Destroying Demonic Sword with his palm, sending Han Jiulin and the World-Destroying Demonic Sword flying instantly.
Han Jiulin kept moving in mid-air, and finally removed all the power of this palm. Then he landed firmly on the ground, staring at the old man in front of him with a look of surprise: "Are you still alive?"
Although this old man looked quite old, his body carried an extremely terrifying majestic aura.
Just one glance was enough to scare countless cultivators to their knees.
Apart from the Canglan Emperor Huangfu Shengyan, the only other old man with such power within the Canglan Empire is Nangong Lie, the leader of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect!
Han Jiulin was naturally very surprised when he saw that Nangong Lie, the leader of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, was not only not dead, but also had reached the realm of sainthood in his cultivation.
Back then, the Giant Spirit King Huangfu was victorious in martial arts, the Canglan Emperor Huangfu was convinced, and the Sword Master Tuoba Xingyuan and the bloodthirsty demon sect leader Nangong Lie went to Tianmen to discuss the Tao together.
Now that Emperor Canglan, Huangfu Shengyan, has been promoted to the realm of sainthood and has won the fruit of Tianmen Discussing the Way, the leader of the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect, Nangong Lie, should have fallen like the Giant Spirit King. Why is he still alive in the world?
Nangong Lie, the leader of the Demon Sect, glanced at the shallow blood marks on his palms that were split by the World-Destroying Demonic Sword. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then he put his hands behind his back and spoke slowly:
"My sect leader originally thought that after being promoted to the realm of sainthood, in the entire imperial capital, only the dog emperor Huangfu Shengyan could hurt me. I didn't expect that I would be hurt by you today."
"It seems that even after a breakthrough in cultivation, it is impossible to underestimate the enemy. Otherwise, I am afraid that it is not impossible to fall like Huangfu Shengwu."
While the leader of the Demon Sect was speaking, the Heavenly Dragon Holy King quietly appeared behind him. He glanced at Han Jiulin first, and then said with a smile:
"My lord, the sect leader, just doesn't want to hurt Jiulin. With the strength of my lord, the sect leader, who has now entered the holy realm, and only with the cultivation of Jiulin's ninth-level king realm, how can he possibly hurt you?"
The leader of the Demon Sect smiled slightly, then shook his head and said: "Although he still seems to be in the realm of ninth-level kingship, the combat power he has exploded shows that he is definitely not as simple as he seems on the surface."
"No matter how talented one is, it is impossible to injure a cultivator who has reached the Holy Realm with the cultivation of the ninth-grade King Realm.
Han Jiulin, what state are you in now?"
Seeing that the Holy King of Heavenly Dragon was beside the leader of the bloodthirsty demon sect, Han Jiulin did not hide his true cultivation level, and then responded: "I am now in the realm of the third level of heaven."