My Junior Brother Long Aotian Has Become a Demon

Traveling through the world of cultivation, his character is that of a cannon fodder who died early: the most mysterious and beautiful senior brother of the Dao Sect who was suspected of being killed for love? Yan Bie joins the sect and cultivates the ruthless sword One of the teammates is the time-travel heroine who looks sweet and healing. She smiled and said: Ayan cannot die. If you die, I want the hero and the world to bury you with you. The second teammate is a mysterious guest who appears to be a spy from the demon clan. He tilts his head and stares at him: Youhua canzhe, I will climb to the top of the clouds for you, and you will go to hell for me. Isn't it a match made in heaven? One of his enemies was the young master of a noble family who seemed to be cheap on his younger brother. He raised his sword to stop him: You are not my brother, and I have no blood relationship with you. "..." Stop making trouble, Long Aotian studio Junior brother is the younger version of Long Aotian, lonely and dark, with deep blood feud, but simple and straightforward. He stays in the courtyard every night waiting for him, practicing swordsmanship and taking classes together. They followed him during the day and watched him from morning till night, for fear that something might happen to him. Because of a joke, I practiced laughing over and over again, just to make him happy Enthusiastic and clumsy, with blushing cheeks and stumbling, he asked: Senior brother, will you, will you wait for me? … After he escaped I heard that Long Aotian fell into the devil He became a demon king and was feared in the six realms. He was wanted by the whole world and was hunted down by countless immortal sects, including his teammates. The young Demon Lord opened a suspended palace in the Demon Realm. It was built with white jade and filled with countless rare treasures. The other end of the thousand-year ice chain was locked on his pale and thin ankle bone. When bumped, it made a jingling sound. Yan Bie fell into a deep sleep, not knowing what the heaven and earth were. The junior brother kissed his cold white knuckles, tears dripping from the corners of his red eyes, sucking and licking little by little. "Senior brother, countless people love you, and so do I." She buried her face into his neck and whispered hoarsely "Please take pity on me, okay?" Cold as the moon, the ruthless sword brother, the paranoid and dark young demon king in x years Intention: There is always someone who lives to die for you