Chapter 1703: Hug

In fact, she did have some evil thoughts just now.

The Demon Emperor is old, and the five demon emperors of the Demon Court compete with each other, all eyeing the position of the Demon Emperor. If it is really Dahei's master who destroyed the holy land, given the obsession of the Demon Emperor Chixiao with the woman in white, he may not be able to bear the conflict with Yang Fan, and it would be best if he was killed, so that she would have one less competitor.

She didn't say anything more, but she didn't take Dahei's words to heart. Anyway, she didn't plan to do anything, just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, which is not wrong, right?

Feeling the hostile eyes from the direction of the Demon Court, Yang Fan smiled with a hint of ridicule: "It seems that you are quite popular in the Demon Court."

"Master!" The woman in white was about to cry, but she couldn't help but burst into tears and smiled when she heard the words. A touching blush appeared on her face, and she looked at Yang Fan coquettishly.

The people in the demon court, who had never seen the cold-faced woman in white, suddenly had their eyes wide open. Several demon clan masters were even more jealous, and their eyes looked at Yang Fan with a little more coldness.

And the demon king master, with his cheeks puffed up, had deep anger in his eyes. He grabbed a pot of wine from the side and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth.

If it were someone else, he would not care about anything and would just slap the person to death. However, this person was different. Before he figured out whether he was the one who destroyed the holy land, he should not act rashly.

The dark and thin young man finally came to his senses at this time. He knelt down on his knees and hugged Yang Fan fiercely. He cried on the spot with a wow sound. The whole action was smooth and flowing: "Master, I am so miserable!"

The voice was full of sorrow and moved people.

Yang Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Of the three pets raised back then, the guard snake Xiaobai was the calmest, calm and composed, and had the demeanor of an elder sister. Dahei was the most wild, and after he had achieved success in his cultivation, he liked to chase wild boars and tigers in the mountains. Xiaohuazhu was the laziest and the least courageous.

As a result, after the three little guys arrived in the spirit world, it was Xiaohuazhu who suffered the most. No wonder this guy complained and cried when he met them.

"Okay, are you embarrassed? I'll give you something delicious later to replenish your body."

Yang Fan raised his pipe and knocked on Xiaohua's head.

Xiaohua raised her head with tears in her eyes when she heard this, and looked at Yang Fan pitifully: "Really?"

Yang Fan snorted.

This snort, whether in expression or tone, made Xiaohua's eyes a little dazed, and recalled many memories from more than two thousand years ago, and the two figures completely overlapped.

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His eyes became more and more moist. As he stood up, he trembled and said, "Master, it's really you. Are you back?"

"I'm back." Yang Fan's voice softened.

Xiao Bai, who was dressed in a white dress, smiled sweetly, like an iceberg melting and a snow lotus blooming. She was so beautiful that she stepped forward and gently hugged Yang Fan under the gaze of many people, and whispered, "Master."

Yang Fan held the pipe in one hand and patted Xiao Bai's back with the other hand.

In the demon court, the hateful eyes increased again. Some eyes had become cold and murderous, as if they wanted to chop off Yang Fan's hand.

The wine pot in the hands of the demon king was also broken. The blood surged all over his body. He was about to stand up, but was grabbed by an old hand.

He turned his head and saw the old man with beast patterns who stood up first.

The old man looked solemn and shook his head gently.