Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Chapter 594 Two Old Men

"I told you you were stupid and you actually bubbled up your nose."

Xuanyuan Feng touched his hair and said, "If you send it directly, it will become conspicuous. It will force others to remember your friendship. It's too low-class."

"So when we get to the battlefield, do you want them to use your things or not? If they use them, they have to return them to you later. If they don't use them, what will happen if they get hurt?"

Kuang Ren looked at Zi Wu who was standing behind the Human Emperor, with his hands in his pockets, looking calm and composed.

"I understand. You want to make silent contributions."

"Silently?" Xuanyuan Feng waved his hand, "There are no such words in this king's dictionary."

"After the war is over, everything will be peaceful, and then I will tell her my feelings..."

Xuanyuan Feng looked intoxicated, "I've already accepted your love, and I've also felt your feelings, tsk tsk tsk tsk ..."

The corner of Kuang Ren's mouth twitched. Just now he wanted to improve his king's favor, but he didn't expect that his king would still be so persistent in saying shocking things.

Zi Wu's voice sounded behind Xuan Yuan Feng: "So that's what you think."

Xuanyuan Feng's whole body trembled, and his eyes gleamed towards Kuang Ren.

He whispered: "Why didn't you remind me!"

Kuang Ren touched his nose. Zi Wu was practicing the ghost way which was one in a million.

This technique will make the practitioner's aura like a ghost, impossible to be sensed by others.

Every time they knew it, it was only when Ziwu appeared in front of them.

Looking at Xuanyuan Feng chasing Ziwu away, Kuang Ren sighed helplessly.

After the Three Realms Martial Competition ended, the injured Ziwu was rescued by their king.

During that time, Kuang Ren felt that the relationship between the two was basically settled, and Ziwu must have feelings for their Human Emperor.

But since he learned that the Demon King might still be alive, Ziwu could not stay among the human race for even a minute.

My mind is full of the devil.

Kuang Ren touched his chin. Could it be that Zi Wu likes the Marshal? !

On the other side, Mo Yin, who was practicing seriously in the secret realm according to Ren Yi, looked up and saw Ye Che.

He held two bottles of wine in his hands and smiled at Mo Yin.

Mo Yin finished his training, walked to his side and bowed respectfully: "Tianzun."

"Hey, you are His Majesty's apprentice, so we are almost the same. Just call me by my name."

Mo Yin nodded.

"This is for you. I heard from them that it was because you asked Qianxun Tianzun to give me acupuncture that I was able to recover so quickly."

After he reunited with Meng Hu, although he was later rescued by the human race, the human doctors did not completely cure his injuries.

Although Qianxun Tianzun is a famous doctor in the Celestial Clan, he has an old grudge against Ye Che's aunt Ye Shuang, and therefore doesn't like Ye Che.

It was Mo Yin who asked Qianxun for help, and Qianxun, considering that Mo Yin was Ren Yi's only disciple, took action to completely cure Ye Che.

Mo Yin had no expression on his face and nodded slightly: "Tianzun saved me during the Three Realms Martial Competition, Mo Yin wants to repay the favor."

Ye Che also smiled, "I owe your Majesty too much. I saved you out of selfish motives, thinking that your Majesty would be happy..."

When he turned around, he met Mo Yin's smooth fox eyes and apologized belatedly:

"No... I mean, although His Majesty will be happy if I save you, I will still save you even if you have nothing to do with His Majesty."

Mo Yin was not displeased at all, and even felt that his explanation was a bit redundant.

"Being good to Master is a million times more important than being good to myself. I think so too."

After thinking for a while, she added straightforwardly:

"I think you should just be nice to Master directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."

Ye Che's eyes darkened when he heard this: "This... I know that too, but I understand even more clearly that Her Majesty's heart is not with me. I even feel that her heart is not with anyone else."

Mo Yin nodded honestly: "Master has always been like this."

Ye Che laughed at himself, "Yes, it is this kind of His Majesty that makes people fascinated..."

He stood up and patted the wine jar:

"I bought this from Du Rui. The wine he brews is only slightly inferior to that of Prince Yuan of the Demon Tribe. I'll give it to you as a thank you gift!"

Mo Yin looked at Ye Che's back, then looked at the two wine jars, and couldn't help but smile.

It's quite frank and interesting.

Ye Che had just left Mo Yin's yard when he vaguely saw four figures lying on the bamboo path ahead.

The four people were intertwined and entangled with each other, still squirming.

Ye Che quickly covered his eyes, shouting "The world is going downhill, the world is going downhill" while quickening his pace and rushing in front of several people.

But when he really stood in front of them, Ye Che was deeply disappointed again.

Because these four people are not wild mandarin ducks, but four old men.