The same imagination also arose in Yang Zhao's mind at the same time. He was stunned and then sighed: "Yuyan, you are right. I am really too greedy. Not only you and the beautiful fairy girl, but also Qinghui, Mingyue, Xiaoqing, Bingbing, and... no matter which one, they are rare good women. If an ordinary person can be connected with one of them, he will be lucky enough to have three lives and should not have any extravagant desires. But I, however, no one is willing to let go. Perhaps, this is the bad nature of a man. But!"

The little prince raised his head, looked at Zhu Yuyan's beautiful eyes, and said seriously: "No matter what, each of you is equally important in my mind, and I cannot force myself to separate each other. Because when I get along with each of you, I will love with all my heart. Even if this love is divided into several parts, I am confident that this incomplete love is stronger and more passionate than the love that is single and focused by thousands of people. Maybe it is selfish, but no matter what, I will never let go, and I will try my best to make you all happy. This is my promise for life, even if it is everlasting and the end of the world, it will never change!"

Zhu Yuyan listened in a daze. The softness in the deepest part of her heart had been touched by some means. She subconsciously shook her head and murmured: "Dirty, shameless, sweet-mouthed, clever and sarcastic, clever words... No, I won't believe it. Men? Men never have a good thing. You are even more... not a good thing! Think... I thought I would be fooled by such sweet words? Never! Never!" But although she desperately denied it, the two lines of clear tears could no longer help but roll down naturally, wetting a large piece of the clothes she held on her chest. Suddenly, she let out a "wow" and her delicate body fell down, barely entering her arms, buried her head on Yang Zhao's chest, and burst into tears.

This bitter cry means that as the Yin Queen of the Demon Sect, "Zhu Yuyan", the leader of the Yingui Sect, will never exist again. The hot tears have washed all these things that have always been burdens and burdens to her. Not only at this moment, even from now on, the only remaining one in the world is just "Zhu Yuyan" who exists simply as an ordinary woman.

After a long time, the crying gradually turned into sobs, and finally calmed down slowly. Yang Zhao stroked Zhu Yuyan's smooth naked back pitifully and said softly: "Yuyan, Yuyan, are you getting better?" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly "Ouch~" suddenly "She" lost his voice and hummed, but it turned out that Zhu Yuyan suddenly took action and grabbed his life into his palm. His sharp and thin nails pierced into the epidermis. With just a slight pinch, the pain made the little prince die and sweat burst out from his forehead.

Yingui Sect was transformed from the "prostitute" in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, so the sect has a profound and unique inheritance of various secret techniques of boudoir. As the sect leader, Zhu Yuyan studied this more deeply. At this time, she didn't know what technique she used. After pinching it, although the little prince felt pain, he also had a strange feeling of happiness and beauty. Stimulated by it, the lifeblood, which had already returned to normal, immediately raised his head and raised his head angrily. Zhu Yuyan looked at its blue veins, ferocious and ferocious.

He looked so fierce that he couldn't help but feel a little dazed. He bit his lower lip and slapped it, and said angrily: "You know how to bully women if you don't let you suffer a little first. In the future...will the beautiful immortal and I both bully you to death?" His voice and expression were all charming and cruel. His nature, which had been suppressed for more than 20 years, was able to let go of it. Zhu Yuyan's style of anger and joy was so stunning and charming. Among the women Yang Zhao had ever come into contact with in his life, no one could be similar to it.

"From the future... Yuyan, are you talking about the future?" Although the pain of the little prince had not subsided, he couldn't help but be happy after hearing this. Because of the implication, Zhu Yuyan had let go of all his concerns, accepted Yang Zhao wholeheartedly, and was willing to let him be his man. In his mood, his lifeline was even more powerful and he couldn't help but reach out and wanted to hug her. But Zhu Yuyan's expression suddenly changed, and he escaped from the little prince's arms like a loach. She took a few steps back, glanced at the man's cross, her face turned slightly red, and said angrily: "Men are not good things. Don't think about it. Put on your clothes first, and then talk. People have serious words to tell you. Anyway... there are more opportunities in the future, right?"

Yang Zhao felt agitation again, but he also knew that it was not appropriate to come again at this time. Anyway, as Zhu Yuyan said, the future is long. He let out a long sigh, calmed down, and let the restless little brother calm down, then got up and put on his clothes. Zhu Yuyan showed shyness, turned around and carefully cleaned his body, and then put on his inner and outer clothes again. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly swept the God Emperor at the head of the bed and praised: "Good sword, I like it very much, can I give it to me?"

Yang Zhao was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "This is a bit embarrassing. The Divine Emperor has been united with my soul. Unless I die, it is like a part of my body and will never be divided. But..." He walked slowly over, pulled the Divine Emperor and took it in his hand, then took the Yanghuo inner elixir and placed it in his palm, and said, "This is the inner elixir condensed by the Yan Emperor's divine energy back then, and can form a red crystal armor. If Yuyan doesn't dislike it, let's use it instead of the Divine Emperor for the time being." After speaking, he stuffed the inner elixir into her palm and taught the method of application.

Zhu Yuyan was actually just a test, and he was disappointed in his heart that he failed to get the God Emperor. But when he heard that the Yanghuo inner alchemy could be transformed into a solid protective armor, he couldn't help but be interested. She held the inner alchemy tightly and activated the Yanghuo God energy contained in it according to the mental method taught by the little prince. In an instant, red light flashed, flowing and spreading freely like magma erupting from a volcano. In an instant, Zhu Yuyan's delicate body was covered and then cooled into a thin layer of red crystal armor.

The armor itself has no fixed shape, and it depends entirely on the user's wishes. When Yang Zhao used it, the armor was thick and strong, and it was practical. But when he turned to Zhu Yuyan's hands, his daughter's family was beautiful, so the appearance of the armor became more gorgeous and gorgeous. However, no matter how the shape changed, its magical powers would not change at all.

In an instant, the armor was dazzling and the light was shining. The Sun Fire God could penetrate into the body more. In just a moment, Zhu Yuyan felt warm all over, his limbs and bones were full of energy. The secret true energy of the Heavenly Demon was stimulated by it. In this blink of an eye, his cultivation level increased slightly by half. Zhu Yuyan was shocked and realized that the preciousness of the Yang Fire inner alchemy alone was no less than any divine weapon in the world. Yang Zhao actually gave it to him without hesitation. It can be seen that in his mind, he was indeed much more precious than this rare inner alchemy that was hard to find in the world and incalculable value.

Zhu Yuyan was moved, his eyes were slightly red, as if he was about to shed tears again. I don’t know whether to abandon the burden, let go of his heart, and restore himself to his own heart, and the relationship that was particularly easily moved after he had just passed. In those two or three hours, the amount of tears she had shed far exceeded the total accumulated over the past twenty years. But there was a serious matter waiting to be discussed in front of him, and he couldn’t stop so endlessly. She sighed quietly, forcibly suppressed her tears, adjusted her emotions to calm herself down. Where her mind moved, the red crystal armor turned into a red light and swept backwards, condensed into the inner elixir of Yang Fire.

Zhu Yuyan stuffed the inner elixir back into Yang Zhao's palm and said softly: "Although this treasure is good, I don't need it anymore. But you still have big things to do. Whether Yang Xuangan or Chaoyang Demonic Dao, it will never be easy to deal with strong enemies. Only by leaving armor to protect themselves can they feel more at ease. So... take it back." After a pause, she continued: "After breaking up with you later, I will leave Daxing..."

Yang Zhao let out a low voice, retracted the Divine Emperor and Yanghuo Inner Pills into his soul, freed up his hands, grabbed the jade man's tenderness, and asked nervously: "Where are you going? Always... still unwilling to stay?"

Zhu Yuyan chuckled, and his heart felt warm. The slender and beautiful jade fingers like spring onions pointed at the little prince's eyebrows and said angrily: "What are you anxious about? I haven't finished saying it yet." Then he sighed: "Henan... Yang Lang, you already understand your feelings for others. But ideals are ideals, reality is reality. Now we will make our relationship public, and it is not good for anyone. As the saying goes, haste but not fulfilling, you... always have to give me and the beautiful immortal some time."

Yang Zhao shook his head and said, "Even if this is the case, there is no need to leave Daxing. Qinghui and Meixian will be back soon. We don't need to make it public at that time. As long as the family closes the door, everyone will explain the matter clearly..."

Zhu Yuyan interrupted him and said softly: "What kind of personality is that child? What kind of personality does Meixian have? If you know what will happen to you, how can you be as clear as my mother? If you have something big, you should not spend unnecessary effort to deal with these trivial matters now. In addition..." She subconsciously pressed her lower abdomen again, and a warm and sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said: "If I am a sacred queen of the Holy Gate, if someone knows that she is pregnant, she will have no shame to see others. So of course, she has to find a place to recuperate and give birth to the child before talking about it."

Yang Zhao felt relieved. Although he still felt reluctant to leave, in fact, Zhu Yuyan left temporarily. In this situation, it is still a more realistic and feasible choice. When all the strong enemies are solved in the future and everything is settled, Zhu Yuyan will come back with his children. At that time, whether it is to explain the truth to Zhu Meixian or make other choices, at least there will be more room for maneuver than it is now, and you can also deal with it with more flexible methods.

Thinking of the little life in the belly, Zhu Yuyan's face naturally emitted a holy maternal brilliance. He asked softly: "Yang Lang, do you think our child will be a man or a woman? What kind of name should I give after birth?"

Yang Zhao stepped forward and hugged Zhu Yuyan's soft and slender waist in his arms. He also reached out and pressed her lower abdomen, feeling the faint pulse of the new little life, and said softly: "I have some indescribable premonition that this child will be the cute and beautiful girl who is both cute and beautiful, although eccentric, but also the smartest and most filial. Is her name... called '安安安安安安'."

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Zhu Yuyan finally left, and it was the Black Bald King who took her away. In the near future, Yang Zhao no longer needed this demon dragon to help. With Black Bald King around him, even if Zhu Yuyan arrives at the critical moment of childbirth, there is no need to worry about no one protecting him and being taken advantage of by his enemies. As for her life during this period, she has nine months as a buffer. The queen of the Demon Sect will naturally arrange it properly for herself, and there is no need for others to worry about anything more.

Whether it was melancholy or emotion, or both. Yang Zhao looked up at the sky until the figure of the Black Overlord had disappeared in the depths of the sky for half an hour. He sighed slowly and turned to walk down the barren mountain outside Daxing City.

After struggling for so long, it is already evening, and Daxing City is almost about to close the city. Yang Zhao speeds up and walks towards the city gate. He doesn't keep thinking about it. After returning to the city, he will go to Jile Temple first, or go back to the imperial city first to meet the emperor's grandfather. Thinking about it, Master Mahaye should be fighting for the decisive battle for the Mount Li imperial tomb, and is in seclusion in Jile Temple to practice the remaining "Golden Buddha Lamp", "Buddha moves mountains and rivers", and "Buddha asks Jialan" three styles. This move is related to the success or failure of the decisive battle in the future, so it is not advisable to disturb it for the time being. Let's just go...

Before he finished his thoughts, a clear cry of cranes above his head came from the sky, resounding through the sky. Yang Zhao naturally put on his hand in his hand and looked up at the sky. He saw a huge crane flying out of his head, which was dyed red by the setting sunset west. The crane circled for two weeks, gathered its wings and swept down towards the little prince. When he was just three meters high from the ground, two figures suddenly leaped down from the crane's back and landed safely. It was not someone else, but Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng. The crane flapped its wings and landed slowly. It kept shrinking as soon as it touched the ground. Finally, it became a wooden crane as big as a palm, and automatically threw itself into the wooden box carried by Li Chunfeng.

This wooden box is only the size of a schoolbag used by primary school students, and its appearance is not amazing. However, it is definitely not small in its origin. It is a treasure left by Taishang Laojun, one of the three Taoist purities. It is called the "Wu Ding Treasure Box". There are countless Taoist magic weapons in it, which can automatically select suitable magic weapons for its application according to the needs of the owner. It was originally collected at the foot of Mount Emei, and within the real "Tushi Palace in the Immortal Realm", and was protected by the spiritual dragon turtle that had been practiced by Taishang Laojun for thousands of years. Therefore, just looking at Li Chunfeng carrying the treasure box now, you will know that he and Yuan Tiangang must have been to the "Tushi Palace in the Immortal Realm".
Chapter completed!