"Father!" Kapoi hugged Caselon and cried in silence. The magic coach Casro and more than ten remaining masters of the demon clan stood by silently. www: Read novel

Caseyton's face was full of wrinkles, old-fashioned, looking at Kapoi with a turbid and loving heart, and smiled and said, "Don't cry good girl, you have always been the pride of me. As the new Demon Lord of my demon clan, you should be stronger!"

Kapo shook his head and cried, "Daughter, don't be the Demon Lord, I want you to live well, my father!"

Casedon stretched out his wrinkled hands to wipe away the tears from Kapoyi's face and said with a smile: "Don't say stupid things, the demons will depend on you in the future. Don't try to seek revenge on Han Yun!"

Kapoyi burst into tears, leaning in Kacedon's arms and crying loudly. She knew that her father was seriously injured, and even her soul had reached the point where the oil was exhausted. It was already deserted, and her life was not long. Kacedon patted Kapoyi's back and said lightly: "I have reached an agreement with Han Yun. As long as he is alive, my demon clan cannot step into the fairy world, and immortal cultivators cannot enter my heavenly demon realm either. Han Yun is a person who keeps his promises, and he will do his best..."

"No, I must kill him to avenge my father. And Zhao Yao, my daughter will not let her go!" Kapoyi raised her head and said sternly.

Casedon sighed, and Kapoy sniffed and said, "Don't worry, Father, I will take revenge on my demons until they are strong enough!"

"You are the new master of the demon clan, and everything is up to you!" Casedon silently closed his eyes.

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The vibrant immortal world's divine trees now withered branches and leaves, leaving only bare branches, declining and twilight. The entire fairy world seems to have become dead due to the withering of the divine trees. The mountains are no longer green, the water is no longer clear, the wind is no longer rising, and even the clouds are becoming heavier. There are collapsed space black holes everywhere, and everyone's mood is not only heavy but also heavy.

Baihua Valley.

Han Yun had a messy hair, unshaven beard, haggard and sloppy, and sat in front of the tomb with his eyes blank. He had been in this position for three months, and had never moved before, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

Xuan Yu is buried here when she dies!

Zhao Yao stood silently behind Han Yun, looking at Han Yun's lonely back, feeling aching in her heart. The Lord Ling Jing and the Zi Emperor stood beside Zhao Yao with tears. The little guy leaned in the arms of the flowing light to wipe his tears. Tian Yan sat silently on the huge rock in the stream when Xuan Yu was practicing, recalling the little things he met with Xuan Yu. Bumi, Zi Huang and others were guarding the valley entrance from a distance, looking at each other speechlessly.

"Hello, my name is Wu Yiyi. Is Shangzun Han Yun here?" Two women fell lightly at the entrance of the valley. The woman who asked was wearing a pink skirt, gentle and sweet, with beautiful eyes, dark paint and watery, and a kind gentleness.

Zihuang and Immortal's eyes were wide open, and they fell on the green-skirt woman behind the girl with pink skirt. This woman was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she was heart-shaking. Zihuang and Immortal looked at each other strangely, turned their heads and looked into the valley, and found that there was also a pretty figure in the green skirt in the valley, standing in front of the tomb as a painting.

In the valley.

Zhao Yao walked to Han Yun in silence and sat down. She reached out and hugged Han Yun's waist, put her face on Han Yun's face and gently stroked it, and said gently: "Cry, don't hold it in, we feel so heartbroken when you look like this!"

Han Yun looked at the tomb with empty eyes, as if he had lost his soul. Zhao Yao's nose was sore, and big tears slid down her eyelashes, wetting Han Yun's face. Han Yun turned his head silently and looked at Zhao Yao. His empty eyes gradually came alive, and the water light condensed into two tears slid down her cheeks.

Zhao Yao felt heartbroken, hugged Han Yun's neck, let him lean against his soft chest, and comforted him: "Cry, it's more comfortable to cry!"

Han Yun indeed burst into tears. Who said that men would not cry easily? It was just that they were not sad!

The girls of Jianyue all cried silently!

"Yu'er likes flowers, but the flowers here are gone, and even grasses are gone. She must be very unhappy!" Han Yun leaned in Zhao Yao's arms to vent for a while, and felt that the discomfort in her chest relieved a lot, and raised her head and said silently.

Perhaps because of the destruction of the divine tree, the Baihua Valley where flowers were originally blooming became a dead valley. Not only did there be no flowers, but even the grass was not growing anymore. Many places in the fairy world began to sand. Zhao Yao lowered her head, pressed her pretty face lightly against Han Yun's face, and said softly: "Don't worry, many flowers will grow here soon, and Xuanyu will always be happy!"

Han Yun leaned on Zhao Yao's thigh and closed his eyes silently. He was exhausted and fell asleep quickly. Seeing this, Zi Emperor and the Lord of Lingjing Palace couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and sat around Zhao Yao quietly waiting for the man who had fallen asleep.

The sunset sank, and the dew wet the hair of the girls. Zhao Yao stared silently at the night sky, as if a painting had solidified. The Palace Master Ling Jing was in a daze when he looked at Zhao Yao, and had to admit in his heart that she deserved the title of the No. 1 beauty in the world. Zhao Yao suddenly withdrew her gaze and turned her head to smile at the Palace Master Ling Jing. The Palace Master Ling Jing’s pretty face was slightly hot, and she looked away with embarrassment.

"Sister Ling'er, come and change me!" Zhao Yao said softly.

Ling Jing Gongyu was stunned for a moment, then woke up and shook her head and said, "It's better for you to come, sister, I'm afraid of waking him up!"

Zhao Yao said lightly: "No, he slept very heavily. He probably wouldn't wake up in a few days. My legs were a little sore. This smelly pig was so heavy!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing chuckled and sat up to replace Zhao Yao, pillowed Han Yun on his plump thighs and continued to sleep. The latter did not wake up. Zhao Yao leaned over and kissed Han Yun deeply, thinking: "My stinky pig, have a good sleep and the flowers will bloom!"

When the Lord Ling Jing saw Zhao Yao kissing Han Yun in front of everyone, his pretty face turned slightly red, but he felt that the distance between her was much closer. Zhao Yao looked at Han Yun silently for a while and said lightly: "Sister Ziyun, Ling'er, you must take good care of him!"

Zi Emperor has now changed his name to Ziyun, so Zhao Yao called her Ziyun sister. Ziyun was so erect. Zi Emperor realized that Zhao Yao’s words sounded strange and asked, “Yaoyao, where are you going?”

Ling Jing couldn't help but open her eyes wide and looked at Zhao Yao in confusion. Zhao Yao smiled and said, "I'll go out of the valley to have a walk!"

"Sister, I'll accompany you!" the little guy said, holding Zhao Yao's hand.

Zhao Yao kissed the little guy's face and said lightly: "Ke'er is here to wait for Brother Yun to wake up!"

The little guy pouted, looked down at his calves, and said frustratedly: "But his legs are so small, and Brother Yun's head is so big, it's hard to sway!"

Everyone couldn't help but smile.

Zhao Yao gently pinched the little guy's face and said, "You can just watch it. When Ke'er grows up, let Brother Yun sleep on his legs!"

The little guy smiled when he heard this, squatted aside and held his chin and watched Han Yun sleep seriously. Zhao Yao turned around and looked at Han Yun who was sleeping peacefully, and walked out of the valley with Fusu and Liuguang. Zi Emperor looked at Zhao Yao's back and felt an ominous premonition in his heart, as if Zhao Yao would not come back again when he went there.

I don’t know how long it took, but Han Yun finally opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eye was the pretty, charming and slightly childish face of Zidi.

"My husband, you have finally woken up!" Zidi said happily.

The Palace Master Ling Jing and the little guy immediately surrounded him, and everyone was overjoyed!

Han Yun sat up and stretched, and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"It's been ten days, Brother Yun is a big lazy pig!" the little guy said with a pout.

Han Yun patted his forehead and he slept for ten days. He glanced at Yaoyao and didn't see Yaoyao. He hurriedly asked, "Where is Yaoyao?"

Everyone couldn't help but feel silent. The little guy pouted and said, "Sister Zhaoyao has been leaving for ten days and hasn't come back, I don't know where I've been!"

"Have you walked for ten days?" Han Yun couldn't help frowning, and his eyes suddenly fell on Xuan Yu's tomb. He saw a small green plant growing on it, with colorful flowing faintly. There were a lot of grass growing around the plant at some point. Although the grass was still short, it was full of vitality and full of vitality.

"Yaoyao!" Han Yun's heart was shocked, and he disappeared into the Baihua Valley with a gust.

"Ah!" The Palace Master Ling Jing spoke in shock and said strangely: "What's wrong with him?"

Zidi glanced at the clusters of tender green grass seedlings around him and sighed: "Yaoyao is probably gone!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing was stunned and said, "Ziyun, what's gone? What do you...what do you mean?"

The little guy also flashed his eyes, looking puzzled. Tianyan, who had not made any sound, stood up and uttered four words: "Crystal of Divine Wood!"

Han Yun was anxious and ran to the desperate situation where the Shenmu was located, feeling uneasy: "Yaoyao, don't do stupid things!"

The withered divine tree has now grown tender buds again. Although the tree stalk is still bare, it has a vigorous vitality. That day, Zhaoyao triggered the Sword of Death of the Divine Wood to remove all the vitality of the Divine Wood. Although most of it was removed later, the two forces destroyed the Divine Wood crystal on the Divine Wood under the collision, so the Divine Wood died.

Han Yun was standing on the divine wood at this moment, and the already destroyed divine wood crystal was condensed again. Although it was a little small in size, the light flowed, causing the dead divine wood to be reborn again. There was a green thing in the divine wood crystal, which was the heart of the divine wood on Zhaoyao.

"Yaoyao, where is Yaoyao?" Han Yun shouted excitedly.

Fusu and Liuguang looked pale, lowered their heads and were speechless. Han Yun's heart sank instantly, took a deep breath, and said in a calm tone: "Liuguang, where did Yaoyao go?"

Liu Guang secretly glanced at Han Yun and said nervously: "The Saint said that she is the body of Yimu Yuanyin... She uses the heart of the divine wood as the source and her body as the furnace to recondens the crystal of the divine wood, so that the divine wood will be revitalized and the fairy world will be saved. At that time, the entire Baihua Valley will be full of flowers, so the Saint..."

It was like a bolt from the blue in an instant. Han Yun felt dizzy in his mind, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar. His body shook for a few times, his throat became sweet, and his breath was spewed out bright red!

"Young Master!" Fusu and Liuguang screamed and rushed forward to support Han Yun with cold hands. Han Yun broke free from the two hands and walked towards the Divine Wood Crystal like a walking corpse. He turned a deaf ear to Fusu and Liuguang's anxious cry. He persistently stretched out his hands and stretched forward as much as possible. In the vagueness, he seemed to see Zhao Yao standing on the Divine Wood Crystal, waved to him.

"Pig goods!" A clear and familiar voice sounded.

Han Yun turned around suddenly as if he was electrocuted. His originally empty and tranced eyes gradually focused, and his lips buzzed slightly: "Yaoyao!"

I saw a beautiful figure in a green dress standing at the corner, standing tall, graceful and picturesque, and peerless. Isn’t it the saint of the divine wood Zhaoyao!

Zhao Yao felt a flash in front of her eyes, and then she was tightly hugged by a pair of powerful hands, which made her unable to breathe. Zhao Yao let out a light voice and hugged Han Yun warmly, her eyes full of tenderness.

Han Yun hugged the warm jade and fragrance in his arms tightly, as if he was a different world. The loss made him understand more about the importance of the person in his arms to him. Zhao Yao felt Han Yun's slightly trembling body, which was both distressed and sweet, and hugged Han Yun even tighter, and buried her pretty face in Han Yun's chest with a kiss.

"Master...Brother Han Yun!" A weak voice sounded beside him.

Only then did Han Yun realize that the beautiful girl standing beside her, wearing a pink silk dress, gentle and kind eyes, and sweet and cute face, and blurted out: "Yiyi!"

Wu Yiyi smiled sweetly and looked at Han Yun with clear veins!

Han Yun suddenly woke up something, looked down at Zhao Yao in his arms, staring at each other for a while, Han Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief. Zhao Yao raised her face and kissed Han Yun's lips gently, and said softly: "You are a pig guy who has passed the test!"

Han Yun laughed loudly, Zhao Yao couldn't help but give him a blank look and said angrily: "I'm so stupid!"

"Yaoyao, what's going on with the crystal of the divine wood?" Han Yun asked in confusion, but he still hugged Zhao Yao tightly.

A glimmer of sadness flashed in Wu Yiyi's eyes: "It's her!"

Han Yun suddenly realized that the one who used his body as a furnace to reshape the crystal of the divine wood must be the corpse king Yaoyao. She was the body left in front of Yaoyao. Although she had no soul, she was also the body of Yimu Yuanyin.

"I'm sorry, we originally wanted to make the young master anxious, but I didn't expect that the young master would vomit blood!" Liu Guang stuck out his tongue cutely.

Han Yun laughed and said, "It's okay, it's not unnecessary to spit out blood for Yaoyao!"

Zhao Yao spat with a light blush on her pretty face, but her heart was warm and sweet.

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The wine glass has passed for thousands of years, and a hundred years have passed.

The sunset is as big as a car hood, as red as fire, and the sunset dyes the sky in the west red, dazzling. On a branch on the top of the divine wood, sitting next to Han Yun, the evening breeze gently shook her hair and mischievously stroked Han Yun's back. Han Yun looked at the bloody sunset, half embracing Zhao Yao's charming body, and was intoxicated!

"Yaoyao, when will you marry me?" Han Yun asked in Zhaoyao with his head down. Zhaoyao gave Han Yun a blank look and said, "I won't marry you!"

"If you don't marry me, who will you marry?" Han Yun gently shaved Zhao Yao's Qiong Nose.

"I won't marry anyone unless...!" Zhao Yaorou smiled, her eyes fell on Sheng Kun's jade plate beside her. A seven-mysterious crimson flower had already formed buds as big as fists, and the seven-color auspicious light was lingering.

Han Yun said with a bitter face: "Yu'er, you have heard it, come out quickly, otherwise I can't get married!"

The seven-profound crimson flowers swayed, as if responding to Han Yun’s words!

Zhao Yao laughed out loud and said sourly: "Isn't there anyone waiting for you to marry?"

Han Yun said with a righteous expression: "Don't talk nonsense, Tianyan said that she likes another Han Yun, let me get away!"

Zhao Yao said with a smile: "Why, why do people come to the door every now and then? What kind of skills do they have to learn from Kongkongmen?"

Han Yun said awkwardly: "She is here to see Yu'er!"
To be continued...