The Demon Saint Zhou Ningyue is a person that no one dares to question at will.
Today, the saint rejected the second incident of the cruel saint, and people were panicked for a while.
The Holy Son is ferocious, killing everyone with his fists, unrivaled and bloodthirsty.
If there were no blood stains, he would have to let the magma turn into a rain of blood all over the sky, only then would he be able to satisfy his twisted heart.
He regards human life as nothing, and in order to satisfy his selfish desires, he will kill anyone who meets the conditions in front of him.
The saint deliberately provoked such a terrifying person.
The Holy Son was furious, and no one around him was spared.
Cold sweat wet the backs of everyone present, and the breeze blew with a hint of heat.
But all they felt was a chill in their hearts.
"Why?" Zhou Xu asked.
All eyes present were focused on the saint, and they also wanted to know the reason.
Zhou Ningyue shrugged and said:
"Don't look at me like that, it's not that I won't let you.
Someone wanted to challenge Qiu Qian just now, shouldn't we wait until he finishes the challenge?"
Boom!
Off the court, Jiao Yan was stunned like a bolt from the blue, with a chill all over his body.
"Then who challenged our goddess just now?" Zhou Ningyue raised her hand and began to point downward.
For a moment, everyone in the field retreated, but for a moment, only Jiao Yan was left stunned on the spot and Zhou Xu was behind.
It's like a challenge.
Jiao Yan looked back stiffly, and the Holy Son was approaching him step by step.
Kick, kick, kick!
The crisp sound of footsteps gave Jiao Yan extremely strong pressure.
His breathing became rapid and difficult.
Ten meters, five meters.
As the Holy Son approached, Jiao Yan opened his mouth. He wanted to speak, but the fear in his heart prevented him from speaking for a while.
He wanted to explain, to say that he had no other meaning, to say that he was just confused for a moment and was definitely not questioning the Holy Son.
But he couldn't make a sound.
Watching the Son approaching, he felt as if death was coming.
The body loses strength uncontrollably.
call!
The breeze blew, and the Holy Son came within five steps of him.
The pressure of the Holy Son five steps away was astonishing, making him fearful.
Within five steps, the pressure of the Holy Son was so strong and shocking that he completely lost the courage to resist.
In the end, Jiao Yan was unable to kneel down, and he used all his strength to say respectfully:
"Jiao Yan of the Heavenly Demon Palace, please apologize to the Holy Son."
Zhou Xu said expressionlessly: "Admit defeat?"
"Yes." Jiao Yan lowered his head and said with conviction.
Zhou Xu turned to look at the others. Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at him.
"It seems that no one dares to take action. Well, you can take Qiu Qian and leave first." Zhou Ningyue couldn't bring herself to be interested.
Zhou Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but was still thinking about how to convince these people, but fortunately, he knelt down in confusion.
He jumped up to Qiu Qian, but Qiu Qian's eyes dodged a little.
But he still tried his best to look at Zhou Xu, but he was slightly at a loss.
Without saying a word, Zhou Xu took Qiu Qian and jumped up, whispering:
"Sister Qiu, let me take you to see the stars."
Just when he jumped up, he realized that he was not very good at flying.
"Sister Qiu, let's discuss something. I'm not very good at flying, so you can fly for a while." Zhou Xu said with some embarrassment.
"But... I don't know how to do it now." Qiu Qian couldn't concentrate as she was being held by the hand and being said nice things by Zhou Xu in front of so many people.
Zhou Xu: "..."
Wow!
The two of them descended rapidly.
Fortunately, it jumped farther.
Sister Yue was eating the fruit and looking at the people in the audience, hating that iron could not become steel:
"When the Holy Son didn't come, each of you was more active than the other, and you secretly and openly wanted to challenge the Holy Son.
Now that I'm here, I'll give you a chance and you won't say a word.
I’m so disappointed.”
Everyone below: "......"
If they could, they didn't want the opportunity.
The world of the strong and the weak is separated by a chasm, a chasm, which is difficult to cross.
They were not aware of this distance at first. Only when they saw the Holy Son's power did they realize that this distance was the distance between them and the Holy Son.
"I want to discuss something with you." Zhou Ningyue looked at everyone below and said:
"You can tell whoever you want about what happened today, but you need to add that it has been confirmed by me and is true and reliable."
"Why is this?" Someone was full of doubts.
"Someone told you that the Holy Son killed a fifth-grade true spirit with one punch and destroyed the Tomorrow Mountain. Do you believe it?" Zhou Ningyue asked.
Everyone: "..."
If I hadn’t seen it with green eyes, I really wouldn’t have believed it.
"Don't any of you question whether that person just now is the Holy Son?" Zhou Ningyue continued to ask.
Everyone: "......"
There are indeed people who have doubts, but they just don’t dare to ask.
It is too unbelievable. The power of the Holy Son is inconsistent with common sense, and the possibility of counterfeiting is not impossible.
"So with my confirmation, the credibility immediately increased. Children's words are unbridled, who would doubt an eight-year-old child?" Zhou Ningyue showed an innocent smile.
Everyone: "......"
The credibility is getting lower and lower.
But everyone present chose to acquiesce, the saint's face was not small.
Especially for such a trivial matter, there is no need to refute it.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as a promise. Now let's talk about this conference. Do you want to continue fighting?" Zhou Ningyue said in a brisk voice.
"No, it can't be done?" Jiao Yan stammered in reply.
If your ranking is too good, you may be rewarded to challenge the Holy Son.
The Holy Son is moody, and there was a stone man for him to vent just now. If he continues to go crazy...
OK.
"Holy girl, something unexpected happened this time. There is a certain danger in staying here. We should keep everything simple." A female demon cultivator with a sixth-level spirit suggested.
"Yes, fellow Taoist Siyan is right."
"You should still be on guard."
Zhou Ningyue said a little funny:
"Okay, let's keep things simple. Are you going to guess the game or compete in size?"
Everyone was silent for a long time, and finally decided to guess the size and leave everything to luck.
The moonlight hangs high, scattering silver gauze.
The Demon Cultivation and Demon Demon Conference was fought from morning till the end, and from evening till night.
There were exclamations and sighs mixed in, some were happy and some were sad.
Screams and regrets are endless.
In the end, Zhong Hu walked to the first place in a daze, Si Yan came to the second place, and Jiao Yan stepped to the third place in fear.
The youth symposium ended early. This conference was full of regrets and sighs, but it was also the most exciting and unforgettable conference.
"Okay, I declare that the youth symposium has come to an end."
"..."
If I remember correctly, it should be the Demonic Conference, right?
Why don't you tell me beforehand if you want to change your name?
applaud!
...
...
"Sister Qiu, the moon seems very round when it gets dark." Sequence stood on the grass and looked up into the sky.
Qiu Qian arranged the leaves on her body and tried to keep her voice casual:
"Why did you come here suddenly?"
"I came here if I wanted to see Sister Qiu." Zhou Xu replied with a smile.
Qiu Qian looked at Zhou Xu and hummed slightly:
"Then guess what I'm wearing under this black dress?"
At this time, autumn has a light black veil and black clothing.
The top is slightly loose and the neckline is conservative. Except for the neck, no corner of the inside can be seen.
After careful observation, Zhou Xu guessed: "Long sleeves?"
Qiu Qian raised her hand and lightly touched the veil. The veil disappeared, and the black clothes on her body disappeared with it.
What leaked out was the jacket that was pulled up high, and the trousers that were a little tight around the ankles.
"Of course they are the clothes you asked me to wear." Qiu Qian smiled and pointed at the bottom of the coat and said:
"Then guess what I'm wearing under my coat?"
"Long sleeves." Zhou Xu said confidently.
Qiu Qian pulled down a third of the zipper and said with a smile:
"Correct answer, then what do you think I am wearing under my long sleeves?"
Zhou Xu: "...Sister Qiu, do you want to guess this?"
"Hmm~, guess first." Qiu Qian lowered her head a little shyly.
"Of course, those kind of red, white, black, blue, pink, smaller and more expensive clothes that can also stabilize important parts." Zhou Xu hesitated.
Qiu looked at Zhou Xu with a smile, pulled down the conservative collar, revealing the white collar underneath and said:
"I guessed it wrong, it's short sleeves... hahaha!"
Seeing Zhou Xu's depressed expression, Qiu smiled so hard that she couldn't stand up straight.
Zhou Xu: "..."
A demonic woman, no matter how beautiful she is, is still bad.
Under the moonlight, Zhou Xu exhaled and said:
"Sister Qiu, have you ever had a date before?"
"Huh?" Qiu Qian had doubts in her eyes:
"Does it count if I go out with you? If it doesn't count, then I don't."
"Does master count?" Qiu Qian explained seriously: "I kissed master when I was a child."
"It seems that Sister Qiu doesn't know how to kiss." Before Qiu Qian could think about it, Zhou Xu pointed to the sky and said:
"Sister Qiu, do you think the moon is round tonight?"
Qiu Qian, who was confused, looked up at the moonlight, but just as she saw the bright moon, Zhou Xu's head suddenly covered her sight, and then she felt her lips being touched.
The sudden contact forced her pupils to shrink, and she instinctively wanted to push Zhou Xu away, but she immediately stopped moving.
Realizing what she was doing, her whole body stiffened.
She didn't know what to do, her mind was blank and disorderly, she just waited for Zhou Xu to let her go.
One minute later.
Zhou Xu let go of Qiu Qian and said seriously: "The happy substance dopamine released during kissing usually reaches its highest level in more than a minute, so it is best to kiss for one or two minutes.
Sister Qiu has never learned it, now I will teach you, you will definitely use it when going on dates in the future."
Qiu Qian exhaled, as if she had just regained control of her body.
She looked at Zhou Xu and wanted to speak but couldn't.
The look is unnatural.
"Sister Qiu, do you think kissing will touch your nose?" Zhou Xu asked suddenly, looking at Qiu Qian.
"No, I don't know." Qiu Qian lowered her head and has not yet recovered.
"Then let's try." Zhou Xu touched Qiu Qian's head with his forehead.
Under the moonlight, in front of the big tree, two figures were leaning against each other.
...
late at night.
Zhou Ningyue’s temporary residence.
She was eating fruit, but when she saw Qiu Qian coming back, she started drinking boiled water.
Like I've been thirsty for a long time.
"Where's Zhou Xu?" Zhou Ningyue looked outside and asked.
"I've let him rest in the next room." Qiu Qian replied.
"I'm more used to sleeping alone." Zhou Ningyue said seriously.
Qiu Qian: "..."
"Your lipstick is gone." Zhou Ningyue pointed at Qiu Qian's mouth.
Qiu Qian's face didn't change and she said:
"I'm not wearing lipstick."
Zhou Ningyue: "..."
...
...
Another place.
Siyan sat on the bed looking at her phone and frowning slightly:
"Who sent this portrait, the devil from the Heavenly Demon Palace?
Isn't this the Holy Son?
Judging from the way the other person asked who the person in the portrait was, what did the Holy Son do?"
"Someone replied and actually directly said it was the Holy Son? Did you ask the Holy Lady to confirm it without saying a word?"