My Evil Imperial Wife is Too Arrogant

  After the cold voice fell, Lou Muyan was hugged into a warm embrace.

  A big hand stroked her back, a trace of essence came, and the spiritual storm formed in the sea of ​​knowledge was gently dissolved and dissipated by him.

   "Leave it to me." Ming Xiu's low and steady voice sounded in Lou Muyan's ear.

   Lou Mu Yan looked up at Mingxiu and said eagerly, "Mingxiu, save Mo Yan."

  Ming Xiu's hand tightened and lifted Lou Muyan away from the lake, turned his head and said to the purple-clothed man beside him: "That Demon King will be saved by you."

  The cold face of the purple-clothed man sank, and he didn't say much, a flash fell in front of Mo Yan.

  He waved his sleeves and pressed the sword aura on Mo Yan's body, and he held the wilting little beast in his arms with one hand, and then left the lake.

  Mo Yan felt very awkward when he was held by the strange man. He moved but had no strength. He felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and his desire to restore his strength became stronger.

  Chu Han didn't expect that one person and one demon cultivator who suddenly appeared would wipe out his sword aura.

   "There is another little guy with a heaven-level assassination order, yes, yes." Chu Han narrowed his eyes, "Kill the two of you together, and the stinky boy's task will be completed."

  Mingxiu’s long and narrow phoenix eyes condensed an endless layer of ice cold, "If you hurt her, you can go to death."

   "Hmph, a big tone." Chu coldly snorted.

   "If you take a big breath, you can understand it right away." The purple-clothed man took the Mo Yan in his arms into the space in his body and blocked him in front of Meditation.

   He looked at Mingxiu and the woman in her arms disgustingly and said, "You take her away first."

  Mingxiu lost a lot of essence by using the secret method to drive on the road, and he did not try to behave, nodded: "If you are playing dead, remember to search for the soul to see what their purpose is."

   "I see." The purple-clothed man said angrily.

  Ming Xiu was too lazy to talk more, holding Lou Muyan a few flashes and disappeared into this world.

   Chu Han was angry, what does this person and beast mean? Play him to death, search for soul...

  When he is already dead?

  His sword god's aura was full, and he stretched out a hand to intercept Ming Xiu, but the force was blown away by the man in purple.

  In an instant, Ming Xiu's figure and breath disappeared here, and Chu Han was startled, his mental power could no longer detect the opponent's movement.

  The purple-clothed man smiled sarcastically: "Just because you want to stop him? Come back after you have cultivated for a few hundred years."

   "Then I'll strip you cramps first." Chu Han shouted, picking up the double-edged sword and slashing towards the purple-clothed man.

  He is proud of his face, but he is extremely cautious in his heart.

  The purple-clothed man who suddenly appeared made him feel invisible, like a ninth-order demon cultivator but not like it.

  The purple-clothed man showed obliteration in his eyes. There are not many people in this world who dare to say that he wants to cramp him.

  One person and one demon quickly became a group.

  Ming Xiu took Lou Muyan to a hot spring with strong spiritual energy, put her in it, and started to dispel the remaining sword energy of Chu Han in her body.

  Lou Muyan only felt that he was under a warm sun, gradually showing a sense of sleepiness, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

  One hour later, Ming Xiu lifted Lou Muyan from the water, dried her clothes and hugged her in his arms.

  He lowered his head and kissed her sleepy and peaceful face gently, "Fortunately, I caught up."

  If he is one step later, he may only see Lou Muyan's soul, his heart is still aching, and only by holding her tightly can he feel calm and at ease.

  After a while, the space fluctuated, and the figure of the man in purple appeared.

   "Did you die?" Mingxiu asked, looking up at him.

  The purple-clothed man threw a dark bottle to Mingxiu with a cold face, "The soul of the sword **** was held by me, but the person possessed by him was sucked in by the spatial crack that suddenly appeared."

   "Did the demons cause the ghost?" Mingxiu asked faintly, catching the bottle.

   "Well, it should be someone with the peak cultivation of the Sword God who rescued him from a distant tearing space." The purple-clothed man nodded.

   "The Demon's hand stretched too long." Ming Xiu's face was cold, "This interface seems to be about to be turbulent."

   "It's not just right that the turmoil has subsided, you can also break through the sword **** and return to the upper realm." The purple-clothed man said indifferently.

  Meditation brushed Lou Muyan's long hair, and then slowly said, "No hurry."

   "Aren't you waiting for this woman to return to the Guangling Realm together?" The purple-clothed man held his hands with a little complicated face on his face.

   "Of course." Ming Xiu looked at Lou Muyan tenderly, then looked up at the man in purple and said dangerously, "I'm waiting for my own woman. Do you have a lot of opinions?"

  The purple-clothed man choked and put his head aside, he didn't bother to care about the man who was dazzled by ****.

   "What about that Spirit Devouring Beast?" The man in purple thought for a while and asked.

  "You can put him in the internal space to keep him warm." Mingxiu groaned for a while. "The imprisonment he created when he was rebuilding helped him break it."

  Mo Yan made all the sacrifices for Lou Muyan in his eyes, and he could guess that sentiment.

  He raised his head and looked at the stupid dragon with a cold and blatant face, and felt that he consciously should find a companion for Mo Yan.

  If it is not a rival in love, he and Mo Yan can still become friends.

   "You said it is easy, it takes me a lot of essence to break that layer of restraint." The purple-clothed man snorted coldly.

   But thinking of the limp little beast before, he suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

  "Sacrificing some essence is a good thing for you. After all, your blood is too high and you can't find the mother dragon to vent. It's not good to hold back the illness." Ming Xiu said jokingly.

  The purple-clothed man's face turned black for an instant, "Meditation, you are the one who is desperate and dissatisfied."

   Immediately he looked at Lou Muyan in Ming Xiu's arms, and teased with a smile, "You don't know how long it will be before you can start."

   "You don't need to worry about my business." Mingxiu glanced at him, "You are only allowed to break the imprisonment in Mo Yan's body within ten days, otherwise don't want that dragon scale fruit."

   "You are cruel." The purple-clothed man gritted his teeth and said, "I really don't know if this woman will continue to like you if she knows your petty, insidious, and cruel temperament."

   "I want to hold everything in my hand in front of her, do you think stingy is suitable for me?" Mingxiu chuckled lazily, "As for the cruelty, she would like it."

  He never hides his true temperament in front of Lou Muyan, and it turns out time and time again that she doesn't care whether he is insidious, ruthless or not, what she likes is who she is.

  Of course, Lou Muyan has not concealed his temperament in front of him, much less like other women who like to pretend to be gentle and considerate in front of him.

  She is violent, cunning, black-bellied, loves money, cruel, relaxed, clear-cut, and repayable. He loves them all.

  The purple-clothed man muttered silently: "Two perverts/states."

  After speaking, he turned and disappeared by the hot spring pool, to complete the important task of meditation.