Chapter 1282: Confessed

"Tatata!"
"Look, that's the Unknown Sword Demon, Tianjiao Supreme!"
"Wow, it's too domineering, riding on the Tianjiao King Beast, it is a terrifying monster that can grow to the sixth rank of the hole, the nameless sword demon is simply too domineering!"
"The nameless Sword Demon boss, you do not need a little brother, I am willing to be your little brother!"
"Guy nameless sword demon, you don't need a wife, you really can't, maids can also warm the bed!"
When Wang Xian rode the demon soul and flew toward his residence, everyone saw him stop quickly, with a respectful look on his face.
Some young men and women even shouted directly at him. When Wang Xian heard the surrounding sounds, he raised his brows slightly.
"It seems that the demon soul will still be hidden in the future, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble!"
Wang Xian secretly said in his heart that when he came to the edge, he moved and landed on the ground.
"Demon soul, can you change your body shape and make it smaller!"
Wang Xian jumped off the demon soul and said towards it.
"It's the king!"
The demon soul nodded.
There are two forms of demon beasts, one with the limbs facing down, and the other with human form.
The scales on the demon soul slowly squirmed, and the entire body quickly became smaller, directly becoming about 1.78 meters, which seemed to be far from the demon clan.
"Wang, this is already my limit, becoming this state will affect my combat effectiveness!"
The demon soul said towards Wang Xian.
"It's okay, go!"
Wang Xian shook his head, the mask on his face disappeared, and he galloped towards the residence with the demon soul.
The nameless sword demon has since disappeared.
Being completely hidden, Wang Xian couldn't help but smile.
"I really hide my merit and fame!"
He thought to himself, opening the door, and the two fierce beasts inside immediately roared at him.
Wang Xian smiled and threw some food for them, returned to the room in a good mood, and started to rest well.
After sleeping for more than ten hours, Wang Xian walked into the courtyard comfortably, poured a cup of tea, and thought about what to do next.
He can say that he has cleared the level and obtained a large amount of spiritual liquid at the sect Tianjiao platform and the sect trial place in the cemetery.
If you want to get spiritual liquid again, there are only the land of refining blood and the land of the main hall.
These two places are a lot more in comparison, and many weak and strong people are active there.
Especially the land of the main hall, the land of the main hall, has not reached the realm of emptiness, stepping into it is purely seeking death.
"Wow!"
Just as he was thinking, a cry suddenly came, making Wang Xian stunned slightly and looked up.
Sure enough, it was still the girl in the white dress, staring at herself.
Wang Xian was a little surprised, stretched out his hand and motioned to her: "Come and sit down, what's the matter?"
Ling Jian'er looked at him, hesitated, and flew towards Wang Xian's side.
The little Ha on the sword jumped and jumped directly in front of Wang Xian, excitedly stretched out his tongue and licked his arm.
Ling Jian'er came over, looked at the demon soul on the side, and didn't feel much surprised.
She already knew the identity of Wang Xian.
"Beauty, what do you want me to do?"
Wang Xian saw her looking at herself in front of her, and asked silently.
"My father came to me and wants me to go back with him!"
Ling Jian'er said suddenly.
Wang Xian raised his head and looked at her, feeling that her words were a little strange.
"Um? What does this have to do with me? What do you want to say?"
Wang Xian pointed to the side seat again, and gestured towards her.
"I don't want to go back, I have abandoned it, I don't need it anymore!"
She still didn't sit down and said lightly.
"Do you want to consider this? Whatever you want!"
Wang Xian shook his head, a little confused about the beauty of this beauty, he shook his head and took a sip of tea.
"I want to follow you!"
Ling Jian'er looked at Wang Xian, her eyes flickered, and as she said, she slowly lowered her head.
"puff!"
Upon hearing her words, Wang Xian showed a look of astonishment on his face and couldn't help standing up.
"Fuck, Ling Jian'er, you... you are... I tell you, I can have a wife!"
Wang Xian stared at her with wide eyes.
What is this cold woman doing?
Confession.
Woj!
I was even confessed!
Ling Jian'er was taken aback when she heard Wang Xian's words, her face changed drastically: "It's okay, your wife is definitely not my opponent, and I won't hurt her!"
When Wang Xian heard her words, the corners of his mouth twitched violently.
However, what Wang Xian and Ling Jian'er didn't know was that at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, the middle-aged and old man with white hair was watching below.
When they watched Ling Jian'er's performance, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitch.
Especially in the middle-aged with white hair, his cold face began to be cloudy.
His daughter actually said such a thing?
"Ugh!"
But immediately after, he sighed, his former daughter was also very cheerful and lively.
Now it's extremely cold, and he doesn't even recognize his own father, his whole personality has changed drastically, and he is completely frozen.
Everything is because of him!
Especially that sentence, your wife is not my opponent.
As a father, he knew what this sentence meant, which made his eyes slightly moist.
"Sect Master, the demon beast next to this young man is a demon soul. It seems that he is the nameless sword demon. Jian'er may have a good impression of that young man!"
The old man on the side looked at Wang Xian with blinking eyes and said.
"Well, this guy is good, I don't object to their business!"
The white-haired middle-aged said, followed by bitterness on his face.
"I said Ling Jian'er, you think a little too much, not only do I have a wife, there are six, and your strength is not the strongest among them!"
Wang Xian felt that there was something wrong with Ling Jian'er.
Inexplicably confessed to himself and said inexplicable things.
Wang Xian, a normal person, said that it was difficult to accept, and Ling Jian'er was not too outstanding.
In terms of beauty, it is not as good as spirituality, and in terms of body shape, it is not as good as Ajiaya, and it is cold!
For her, Wang Xian really had no idea.
"Six...six?"
She frowned slightly, her face was thoughtful: "Then how is their relationship?"
"Okay, of course very good!"
Wang Xian said directly.
"That's fine, I can blend into them!"
Ling Jian'er thought about it for a moment, and said again.
Wang Xian was stunned, staring at Ling Jian'er incredibly.
In the sky, the white-clothed middle-aged body trembled with endless bitterness on his face, and slowly shook his head.
All this is his own sin!
The daughter of his dignified Heavenly Sword Sect Sect Master actually wanted to serve her husband with others. This was something that was absolutely impossible before!