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Chapter 1259: Wedding (3)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

However, they were too embarrassed to ask others for food. What would they become if word got out? Would they be beggars or bullies? It was fine if they were bullies, but was it appropriate to dominate a piece of meat?

Did he still have any shame?

“Fellow Daoist, can’t you see that everyone is focused on searching for treasures? It’s not very appropriate for you to do this, right?” An old cultivator spoke. He was the most gluttonous because he was sitting at the downwind of Yan Xiaosi. The fragrance rushed into his nose.

Yan Xiaosi paused while she was eating.

“Eat, it’s fine,” the Demon Lord said softly.

“Oh.” Yan Xiaosi continued to lower her head.

The Demon Lord sneered and looked at the old cultivator. “What did we do that was inappropriate? Did we not let you snatch the treasure, or did we kill you and set fire to it? If you want to eat it, just say so. Why beat around the bush?”

The old cultivator was a little indignant when he heard the first half, but the last sentence made his ears prick up. “You-you want to give me some?”

The Demon Lord walked up to him with the roasted pheasant and smiled. “Of course… not!” He made the old cultivator craved for it and left without looking back.

The old cultivator’s lungs were about to explode! “Child! You want to humiliate me! You’re going too far! Take this!” The old cultivator took out his meteor hammer and attacked the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord did not even lift his eyelids. With a flick of his sleeve, he shot out a demonic aura and sent the old cultivator flying.

Everyone was stunned.

That old cultivator was an itinerant cultivator, but he was an itinerant cultivator with an astonishing cultivation realm. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have the guts to act alone. His cultivation realm was clearly above this black-clothed youth, but he was sent flying so easily by the other party.

This, this was too…

“He’s a demon!” Someone in the crowd shouted.

Everyone reacted one after another. The power just now was really unfamiliar, but after carefully distinguishing it, wasn’t it demonic energy? “A demon has infiltrated! Everyone, kill him!”

Everyone swarmed up and surrounded the three of them.

Yan Xiaosi put down the half-eaten mutton leg and looked at the Demon Lord in a daze. “Brother Xiao Zhao, are you a demon?”

At most, he would kill them. Had he not experienced enough killing all these years?

However, Yan Xiaosi’s words instantly made his heart jump. He had really been careless just now and let others see through his identity as a demon. Was she… going to hate him and become his enemy too?

The Holy Master looked at Yan Xiaosi with a complicated gaze. He did not have much of a relationship with the Demon Lord. If these people wanted to kill him, he would not help him.

Unless—

The Holy Master looked at Yan Xiaosi beside him.

Yan Xiaosi had already placed the mutton leg back on the grill and stood up indifferently.

Smack!

A stone hit the Demon Lord’s shoulder. He did not dodge and just looked at Yan Xiaosi nervously. Yan Xiaosi lowered her eyes. The Demon Lord was still holding the pheasant that was worn with a stick. His grip on the stick tightened.

Yan Xiaosi silently took out the dagger at her waist and suddenly shot it at the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord closed his eyes and did not dodge at all. However, the pain he imagined did not come. The dagger whistled past his ear and collided with a long sword that ambushed the Demon Lord.

The sword was destroyed, and the dagger stabbed the ambusher in the chest.

“Ah—” The cultivator who ambushed him screamed and was sent flying, landing heavily on the ground.

The Demon Lord suddenly opened his eyes and looked back at the cultivator. Then, he looked at Yan Xiaosi in disbelief.

Yan Xiaosi smiled. “You’re from the Demon Clan, but you’re also my Brother

Xiao Zhao!”

The Demon Lord suddenly felt sour in his heart. “If you do this… you’ll be enemies with everyone.”

The righteous and demonic paths were irreconcilable. This was an unchanging principle. Otherwise, there would not be two ascension passageways. This was not a place for demonic cultivators to appear.

Yan Xiaosi shrugged and said, “If the person they were going to deal with today was me, would Brother Xiaozhao abandon me?”

“Of course not.” For you, I’m willing to be enemies with the world. Yan Xiaosi smiled sweetly. “Then I won’t abandon Brother Xiao Zhao!” The Demon Lord walked forward and gently stroked her cheek. “Okay.”

The Holy Master turned his face away indifferently. The two sides officially started fighting.

“There’s no need for you to get involved,” the Demon Lord said to the Holy Master facing the enemy. “They’re all your fellow Daoists.”

The Holy Master did not say anything. He only killed an itinerant cultivator who ambushed Yan Xiaosi.

The Demon Lord frowned slightly as he looked at the blood on the ground. When did this guy’s hostility become so strong? Did something happen that he didn’t know about?

Immortal Lord Jiuchao, who was far away in the Great Zhou, did not know that his precious daughter had been kidnapped by two stinky men. Little Bruiser was getting married, so he brought Yu Wan back to the Great Zhou.

The two of them were now in their thirties, but time did not leave many traces on them. On the contrary, with the baptism of time, they both had a mature charm.

Little Bruiser was twenty-one years old this year.

The Emperor conferred Yu Shaoqing as the Duke of Ding. Little Bruiser was now the Princely Heir of Ding.

However, his identity was not only the Princely Heir of the Duke Manor, but also the grandson of the Emperor. When he was ten years old, the Emperor conferred him as the Young Commandery Prince of Nanzhao.

His little brother—Gou’zi, who was only a year younger than Yan Xiaosi—was also conferred the title of Little Commandery Prince.

That’s right, he didn’t use the nickname that he gave Yan Xiaosi back then. Later on, his Mom gave birth to a son and Little Bruiser gave it to him without any explanation!

Little Bruiser was marrying the Ninth Princess of Great Zhou.

He had met the Ninth Princess in the Great Zhou. At that time, he was still young and lived in his sister and brother-in-law’s Young Master Manor. The Ninth Princess was the Empress’s adopted daughter. The Empress did not treat the Ninth Princess well, so his sister brought her to the manor to stay for a while.

He had never seen such a beautiful little girl before. It was like a bright flower bud blooming in his young heart.

He had officially proposed to marry the Ninth Princess at the beginning of the year.

The Ninth Princess was the same age as him. According to the two countries, she was already an old girl. The Emperor and Old Madam did not agree at the beginning. Not only was the Ninth Princess old, but she was also a widow. And he had personally shot the Ninth Princess’s husband to death..

Chapter 1259: Wedding (3)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

However, they were too embarrassed to ask others for food. What would they become if word got out? Would they be beggars or bullies? It was fine if they were bullies, but was it appropriate to dominate a piece of meat?

Did he still have any shame?

“Fellow Daoist, can’t you see that everyone is focused on searching for treasures? It’s not very appropriate for you to do this, right?” An old cultivator spoke. He was the most gluttonous because he was sitting at the downwind of Yan Xiaosi. The fragrance rushed into his nose.

Yan Xiaosi paused while she was eating.

“Eat, it’s fine,” the Demon Lord said softly.

“Oh.” Yan Xiaosi continued to lower her head.

The Demon Lord sneered and looked at the old cultivator. “What did we do that was inappropriate? Did we not let you snatch the treasure, or did we kill you and set fire to it? If you want to eat it, just say so. Why beat around the bush?”

The old cultivator was a little indignant when he heard the first half, but the last sentence made his ears prick up. “You-you want to give me some?”

The Demon Lord walked up to him with the roasted pheasant and smiled. “Of course… not!” He made the old cultivator craved for it and left without looking back.

The old cultivator’s lungs were about to explode! “Child! You want to humiliate me! You’re going too far! Take this!” The old cultivator took out his meteor hammer and attacked the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord did not even lift his eyelids. With a flick of his sleeve, he shot out a demonic aura and sent the old cultivator flying.

Everyone was stunned.

That old cultivator was an itinerant cultivator, but he was an itinerant cultivator with an astonishing cultivation realm. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have the guts to act alone. His cultivation realm was clearly above this black-clothed youth, but he was sent flying so easily by the other party.

This, this was too…

“He’s a demon!” Someone in the crowd shouted.

Everyone reacted one after another. The power just now was really unfamiliar, but after carefully distinguishing it, wasn’t it demonic energy? “A demon has infiltrated! Everyone, kill him!”

Everyone swarmed up and surrounded the three of them.

Yan Xiaosi put down the half-eaten mutton leg and looked at the Demon Lord in a daze. “Brother Xiao Zhao, are you a demon?”

At most, he would kill them. Had he not experienced enough killing all these years?

However, Yan Xiaosi’s words instantly made his heart jump. He had really been careless just now and let others see through his identity as a demon. Was she… going to hate him and become his enemy too?

The Holy Master looked at Yan Xiaosi with a complicated gaze. He did not have much of a relationship with the Demon Lord. If these people wanted to kill him, he would not help him.

Unless—

The Holy Master looked at Yan Xiaosi beside him.

Yan Xiaosi had already placed the mutton leg back on the grill and stood up indifferently.

Smack!

A stone hit the Demon Lord’s shoulder. He did not dodge and just looked at Yan Xiaosi nervously. Yan Xiaosi lowered her eyes. The Demon Lord was still holding the pheasant that was worn with a stick. His grip on the stick tightened.

Yan Xiaosi silently took out the dagger at her waist and suddenly shot it at the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord closed his eyes and did not dodge at all. However, the pain he imagined did not come. The dagger whistled past his ear and collided with a long sword that ambushed the Demon Lord.

The sword was destroyed, and the dagger stabbed the ambusher in the chest.

“Ah—” The cultivator who ambushed him screamed and was sent flying, landing heavily on the ground.

The Demon Lord suddenly opened his eyes and looked back at the cultivator. Then, he looked at Yan Xiaosi in disbelief.

Yan Xiaosi smiled. “You’re from the Demon Clan, but you’re also my Brother

Xiao Zhao!”

The Demon Lord suddenly felt sour in his heart. “If you do this… you’ll be enemies with everyone.”

The righteous and demonic paths were irreconcilable. This was an unchanging principle. Otherwise, there would not be two ascension passageways. This was not a place for demonic cultivators to appear.

Yan Xiaosi shrugged and said, “If the person they were going to deal with today was me, would Brother Xiaozhao abandon me?”

“Of course not.” For you, I’m willing to be enemies with the world. Yan Xiaosi smiled sweetly. “Then I won’t abandon Brother Xiao Zhao!” The Demon Lord walked forward and gently stroked her cheek. “Okay.”

The Holy Master turned his face away indifferently. The two sides officially started fighting.

“There’s no need for you to get involved,” the Demon Lord said to the Holy Master facing the enemy. “They’re all your fellow Daoists.”

The Holy Master did not say anything. He only killed an itinerant cultivator who ambushed Yan Xiaosi.

The Demon Lord frowned slightly as he looked at the blood on the ground. When did this guy’s hostility become so strong? Did something happen that he didn’t know about?

Immortal Lord Jiuchao, who was far away in the Great Zhou, did not know that his precious daughter had been kidnapped by two stinky men. Little Bruiser was getting married, so he brought Yu Wan back to the Great Zhou.

The two of them were now in their thirties, but time did not leave many traces on them. On the contrary, with the baptism of time, they both had a mature charm.

Little Bruiser was twenty-one years old this year.

The Emperor conferred Yu Shaoqing as the Duke of Ding. Little Bruiser was now the Princely Heir of Ding.

However, his identity was not only the Princely Heir of the Duke Manor, but also the grandson of the Emperor. When he was ten years old, the Emperor conferred him as the Young Commandery Prince of Nanzhao.

His little brother—Gou’zi, who was only a year younger than Yan Xiaosi—was also conferred the title of Little Commandery Prince.

That’s right, he didn’t use the nickname that he gave Yan Xiaosi back then. Later on, his Mom gave birth to a son and Little Bruiser gave it to him without any explanation!

Little Bruiser was marrying the Ninth Princess of Great Zhou.

He had met the Ninth Princess in the Great Zhou. At that time, he was still young and lived in his sister and brother-in-law’s Young Master Manor. The Ninth Princess was the Empress’s adopted daughter. The Empress did not treat the Ninth Princess well, so his sister brought her to the manor to stay for a while.

He had never seen such a beautiful little girl before. It was like a bright flower bud blooming in his young heart.

He had officially proposed to marry the Ninth Princess at the beginning of the year.

The Ninth Princess was the same age as him. According to the two countries, she was already an old girl. The Emperor and Old Madam did not agree at the beginning. Not only was the Ninth Princess old, but she was also a widow. And he had personally shot the Ninth Princess’s husband to death..