Chapter 229 The Demon is Free

Sun Yanwan was startled, hurriedly drew out his swords and shouted, "You go first, I will block this person for you."

Yang Diaoer couldn't help laughing, and the Peacock King didn't know what to say, and cursed hatefully: "What did Diaoer run away? Can I still harm her?"

"You are Zhang Yuanqiao's apprentice. You dare to come to the Demon Sect, but you are looking for death?"

Sun Yan said quickly and replied, "I didn't think I could survive."

Yang Diaoer was moved in her heart and said to herself: "After all, he forgot about life and death, and came to rob me."

She suddenly appeared in her mind. Sun Yanwan found that she could not escape. She said to herself: "Die under the peony flowers, and being a ghost is romantic. Even if she lost her life today, it would be worth it!"

The little saint of the Demon Sect said to herself in her heart: "I don't resist at all. I run out with you and say this: It's worth it!"

Yang Diaoer saluted slightly at the Peacock King, but did not speak.

The Peacock King sighed, threw a porcelain bottle casually, and said, "Let's go!"

"If the Songyang Sect bullies people, remember your father is still there."

Yang Diaoer pulled Sun Yan and left late.

Sun Yanwan didn't expect it to be so easy to pass. She turned around and bowed to the Peacock King, and did not forget to say: "Uncle Peacock is so wise that Sun will definitely be rewarded in the future."

The Mauryan King's nose is almost crooked. What is the understanding of the great righteousness?

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to help but pat the kid to death.

When this thing sounds nice, even he feels that it is really literary and when it speaks badly, he really wishes people would want to kill him.

After a stick of incense, Jiyatanna hurried over and saw the Peacock King standing by the way, asking, "Did you see that little thief?"

The Peacock King raised his eyebrows and said, "That little thief is so cunning that he actually set up a suspicion array. But I just received a message from someone saying that he had already fled to the southeast and I'll chase him with you."

Jiyatanna used her light skills, followed the Peacock King, and chased her in another direction.

Sun Yanwan lay on Yang Diaoer's back, a little ashamed and a little proud.

He was worried that his internal injuries would be too serious. When he met the enemy again, he would not even have a chance to take action. After all, he agreed shyly and let Yang Diaoer run away with his back.

While using her light skills to rush on the road, Yang Diaoer couldn't help laughing. She never thought that she was obviously the one who was "robbed of a kiss", but she wanted to escape with the man who robbed him.

This scene was ridiculous and strange, but Yang Diaoer only felt an inexplicable sense of happiness, as if all the previous entanglements, discomforts, and unhappiness were gone.

Yang Diaoer carried Sun Yanwan and escaped from Zhujia Mountain. He saw a family from afar. He put Sun Yanwan down, used his light skills to climb over the courtyard wall, clicked the head of the household, then turned back, and helped him into the house.

Sun Yan entered the house and went to bed directly. Yang Diaoer's face was a little shy and said hurriedly: "I'll go and cook some hot water for you to take some medicine."

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "No need to take any medicine. If I use my energy to heal my injuries, the injury will not affect my lightness exercise." However, Yang Diaoer walked very quickly, so she didn't call her. She secretly drove the Taiyi Qingling Fan magic skills and began to heal her injuries.

Yang Diaoer burned water and took the wound medicine given by the Peacock King. When she came back to the room, she saw Sun Yanwan sitting in seclusion and using her skills to heal her wounds, so she was not too anxious to disturb her.

I stared at Sun Yanwan for a while, and my pretty face was light and dark, and my emotions were also fluctuating, like the tide and the mist of the mountain, and there was a feeling that I couldn't explain clearly.

Yang Diaoer's heart moved slightly, and she also pinched a magic trick and started practicing.

Yang Diaoer is the saint of the Demon Sect, and her father is the leader of the Demon Sect. The martial arts books of the Demon Sect can be read at will, but she is always making unfast progress in the Demon Sect's Demon Sect's Demon Sect.

This time she practiced, she didn't know what she did. She did not use the Xuanming Yin Evil Art, but instead practiced the Heavenly Demon Art.

Three or four hours later, Yang Diaoer opened her eyes, her eyes full of surprise. The demon skills that she had not entered for a long time actually broke through a level of realm during this practice.

Yang Diaoer glanced at Sun Yanwan, who was still using his skills to heal his wounds, and thought, "Is it because he is with him that his mood is different?"

She tried again and practiced Xuanming Yinsha Aura without any special feeling. She entered the country without any speed or slowness. As usual, she changed to the Heavenly Demon Aura. The Heavenly Demon's true energy was lively and brisk, and it was indeed many times faster than usual practice.

The most important thing is the state of mind. Yang Diaoer has always felt that the devil is free and unrestrained and true meaning is completely understood by herself, but every time she practices, it is not that true, and it is always a slight difference.

Yang Diaoer suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and thought, "It turns out that only by finding her beloved can she experience the true meaning of the demon?"

The sky was slightly hazy. Sun Yanwan woke up from the healing pain. Seeing that Yang Diaoer was still taking care of her, he hurriedly said, "Are you tired this night?"

Yang Diaoer shook her head. She meditated for three or four hours. The Heavenly Demon Technique broke through one level, and she was even energetic. How could she get tired?

Yang Diaoer hurriedly caught fire, made breakfast, and took Sun Yanwan with him. He asked him to take the medicine and left silver for the family, but he did not untie the acupoints. Instead, he replenished his fingers so that they could move in a day so that they would not reveal that the two of them would hide.

Then he took Sun Yanwan away.

Sun Yan healed for a night and took another medicine. His injury improved greatly. It was no problem to use light skills, and he was reluctant to let Yang Diaoer carry him again.

The two of them had a wonderful atmosphere along the way, and neither of them was embarrassed to speak.

It was Sun Yanwan who was thick-skinned and forced to find a topic and asked, "Miss Diaoer, I kill Beiyan's little prince, your father probably can't get the Supreme Relic?"

Yang Diaoer chuckled and said, "Bei Yan sent someone to send the Supreme Relic to Zhujia Mountain more than a month in advance. My father's injuries have long been healed and he has recovered his strength."

Sun Yanwan was shocked and screamed inwardly: "Oh no! Why didn't you expect that Beiyan actually sent the Supreme Relics over in advance? No wonder I couldn't find out, where is the Supreme Relics hidden?"

"I always thought that this thing was either hidden in Jiyatanna, or Narenzhaya, or carried it with the little prince of Beiyan. It turned out that it was not in the convoy at all."

"Yang Wuji has recovered his skills. You must inform your master as soon as possible. Everyone else is busy. Let's go back to Songyang Mountain first."

For Sun Yanwan, it is more important that he never reported the message to his master again. He had to send this big news back to Songyang Mountain.

The two bought horses halfway and headed south.

Two or three days later, Sun Yanwan's injury was almost healed.

Seven or eight days later, the two passed through the borders of Nanxia and Dalang and returned to Dalang.

Sun Yanwan was worried and did not realize that Yang Diaoer was different every day. Every day, her breath became more and more ethereal and unpredictable.
Chapter completed!