Chapter 137: Defense Broken!

"Miss An, it seems that you are very interested in flowers and plants. I will collect all kinds of exotic flowers from all over the world and personally send them to you. What do you think?" Chen Xiao said softly.

An Miaoyi didn't even turn her head, "Oh."

Chen Xiao frowned. What kind of attitude is this?

"Miss An is in a bad mood? You can tell me, I am willing to help you solve your problems."

"Oh."

"Haha, Miss An is really interesting. Why don't we go around? I came to your clan in a hurry and haven't appreciated the beautiful scenery yet."

"Oh."

"..."

Chen Xiao broke down on the spot, oh your head!

What else can you say besides oh?

Chen Xiao was very unhappy. Wherever he went, he was the center of attention and beautiful women threw themselves at him. Why is it ineffective now?

Could it be that this woman wanted to further arouse his interest in this way?

Chen Xiao began to think wildly.

An Miaoyi ignored this guy. She always felt that this person had bad intentions, which made her feel very uncomfortable. In addition, her father forced her to contact him, so naturally she didn't have a good face.

"Huh?!"

An Miaoyi sensed something and suddenly raised her head. She saw a huge monster that covered the sky and the sun approaching the Dao Sect. Its terrifying might was rampant and extremely powerful.

"Is he here?" An Miaoyi was very excited. She had seen this familiar mount before.

"This, this is?!" Chen Xiao's heart was greatly shaken when he felt the breath emanating from the creature.

A demon emperor in the realm of tribulation is coming. Is this a mistake?

In the ancient and solemn hall.

Fan Dezheng looked at the middle-aged man with his back to him and hesitated several times.

"Elder Fan, I know what you want to say. Do you think I am doing this inappropriately?" An Zizai sat cross-legged and looked at the tablets of the past sect masters in front of him, and said lightly.

Fan Dezheng said, "Master, I just think that with the lady's temperament, it would be too cruel to do this."

"Cruel?"

An Zizai shook his head, "As a father, I hope my daughter can find a good home. Besides, you know the current situation!"

"Besides, Chen Xiao has achieved so much at such a young age. It is rare in the East Region from ancient times to the present. What's wrong with me giving Miao Yi to him?"

"But..." Fan Dezheng was embarrassed.

"No buts! I have been targeted by the aliens. I am afraid that I don't have much time left. If I really die one day, who can Miao Yi rely on? She can't be willful anymore. I am doing this for her own good." An Zizai sighed when he felt the strange poison in his body.

"Master, you will get better! The sect can't live without you!" Fan Dezheng has followed An Zizai for many years. Hearing these words, he was anxious and uncomfortable.

At this moment, there was a huge vibration outside, and exclamations came one after another.

"Master, there is a demon emperor approaching us!" Someone reported in a hurry.

"Demon Emperor?!"

An Zizai's face changed, and he appeared in mid-air, looking far away.

"Is this Kunpeng?" Seeing the appearance of this creature, An Zizai remembered the records in ancient books, and his heart was greatly shocked.

"Is it? Why is it here?!" Fan Dezheng, who followed closely, was stunned.

"Do you know this demon?" An Zizai was a little surprised.

Fan Dezheng smiled bitterly and said, "More than knowing it, it is the mount of Ye Junlin, the master of Piaomiao Peak of Xuantian Sect!"

"Mount?!"

An Zizai's lips trembled with fear. Such a powerful existence is just a mount?

Are you kidding me? !

"In other words, that man is here?" An Zizai was in doubt.

In the distance, a clear voice echoed through the sky, as if the voice of the gods sounded in the hearts of countless people,

"I am Ye Junlin, and I come to visit your sect!"

Boom!

The entire Daoist sect was in an uproar.

Who in the East Region hasn't heard of Ye Junlin's reputation?

He destroyed the Hanging Temple a while ago and razed this Buddhist holy place with a long history.

He is notorious!

Even the royal family of the Pure Land Kingdom was implicated and was slaughtered by him. Now that it has lost the protection of local strongmen, the Pure Land Kingdom has become a paradise for foreign races and is in darkness.

Now, what is the purpose of this famous ruthless man suddenly coming to the Daoist sect as a guest?

Countless elders and disciples were worried and began to think wildly.

"Don't be rude, quickly remove the mountain protection formation and let Fellow Daoist Ye come in for a chat!" An Zizai weighed the pros and cons and said loudly.

He has come here, can we still turn him away?

If you really dare to do this, the consequences are unimaginable!

Just for that demon emperor-level mount, it is enough to give the Daoist sect a headache, let alone the other party's personal attack?

Swish!

The Daodao Sect removed the mountain protection formation, and the ancient and vast atmosphere instantly fell silent.

Boom~

Kunpeng flapped his wings and rushed in with the vast airflow.

Countless eyes gathered on this mythical creature, full of shock, worry, suspicion, confusion, awe and other complex emotions.

"This is the Daodao Sect." Li Wujie said with emotion.

Looking around, there are rolling and majestic mountains everywhere, bursts of white mist, and auspicious clouds, just like a fairyland on earth.

"I am An Zizai, the leader of the Daodao Sect, and I would like to congratulate Fellow Daoist Ye on his visit." An Zizai stood in the void and bowed without daring to neglect.

At this time, he could clearly see the scene on Kunpeng's back. It was like a huge moving island, the scale of which was staggering.

Good guy, you consider your mount your home, right?

Swish swish swish~

Several figures flashed in mid-air from far to near.

"Sect Master An, that's too polite." The leader, Ye Junlin, stood with his hands behind his back and said softly.

An Zizai stared closely at the silver-haired young man, feeling his unfathomable cultivation aura, and his heart trembled.

No wonder he was able to destroy the Xuankong Temple, this guy is so terrifying!

An Zizai was about to speak, but a voice like a nightingale came out, interrupting his words.

"Master Ye!!"

Seeing Ye Junlin, An Miaoyi was as happy as a little bird and flew over excitedly, not to mention how happy she was.

An Zizi's eyes almost bulged out, "Miao, Miaoyi, you..."

Seeing that the sect leader's daughter was very close to the legendary god of death, countless people looked shocked and almost thought they were dazzled.

Ye Junlin showed a kind smile: "Miss An, we meet again."

He was deeply impressed by this woman in yellow, because there was a hint of stupidity in her clear eyes!

But now, this symptom has not been eliminated!

An Miaoyi felt both anxious and expectant, "Mr. Ye, did you come to help us because you heard that Taoism was in trouble? Or did you come to see me specially?"

Ye Junlin touched his nose and said, "Ahem, both kinds!"

In fact, he also wanted to say that it was mainly for the third reason, to successfully sign in to your Taoist sect.

etc.

The labor and management have arrived at Taoism, why hasn’t the system responded yet?

Damn, this thing is so unreliable!

Ye Junlin secretly cursed.

Hear the words.

A faint blush appeared on An Miaoyi's cheeks, and she said shyly: "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Ye."

In An Miaoyi's view, Ye Junlin's answer had already explained everything. She was still quite important in his heart!

Looking at the red face of the woman in yellow, several question marks appeared on Ye Junlin's forehead.

What the hell?

Are you blushing like a bubble teapot?

"Elder Fan, is this still my daughter?" An Zizai was dumbfounded.

In his eyes, his precious daughter is very strong, doesn't know how to adapt to things, has a hot temper, is stubborn, and has violent tendencies. She is usually very playful, but now in front of Ye Junlin, she behaves like a little girl. Showing unprecedented tenderness.

This made him, as a father, feel a sense of envy and jealousy in his heart.

Fan Dezheng said cheerfully: "Sect Master, don't you see? Miss, she already has her heart set on something."

"But why does this person have to be him?" Looking at the silver-haired young man and thinking of the murder he had committed before, An Zizai's eyelids jumped and his heart felt cold.

"Actually, you have all misunderstood. Senior Ye is actually a very interesting person." Fan Dezheng sighed, thinking of their previous interactions.

Because there is a temperament in that person that is incompatible with this world.

"Ye Junlin!!"

Suddenly, a voice that could not contain his anger came out.

Everyone looked at him, their expressions suddenly changing.

Chen Xiao dodged and appeared in mid-air, his eyes fixed on the silver-haired young man. Anger burned in his chest, hatred almost blinded him, and his fists clenched loudly.

He didn't expect that this person would come to visit today, but what made him break his guard even more was that An Miaoyi, who had always ignored him, actually took the initiative to visit him just now and looked very happy.

Why? ! !

Am I, Chen Xiao, no match for this guy?

Chen Xiao was angry and annoyed, and his self-esteem was extremely frustrated.

But after a while, he tried his best to adjust himself and sneered: "Ye Junlin, you know I'm here on purpose, right? I can only tell you that your tactics are very low-level. I am not what I used to be." Bi, I am no longer the same person I was back then. Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, I hope you will take care of yourself and contribute more to the human race!"

"Hiss!" Everyone hissed and gasped, large beads of sweat spilled from their foreheads.

Is this person actually preaching to Ye Junlin, the God of Death?

"Master Ye..." An Miaoyi looked worried, afraid that Ye Junlin would not come down.

Chen Xiao acted upright and solemn, with a trace of pride flashing in his eyes.

He just wanted to stand on the moral high ground and embarrass the executioner!

The surrounding atmosphere was very serious and tense, and everyone wanted to see how this god of death could respond effectively.

After all, sometimes verbal disputes can better reflect a practitioner's quality and emotional intelligence.

At this time, under the spotlight of everyone, Ye Junlin looked at this heroic young man, frowning deeply, rubbing his chin as if in deep thought, and after a long time he issued a soul torture,

"Who are you?"