As soon as he took a step, Mo Moxibustion's gaze suddenly turned to Mo Cang, Han Qianyu and the others.

Qian Ming, who had been paying attention to the ink moxibustion song, instantly understood it and said with a smile, "Let's go with them too." Then he turned his gaze to Mo Cangzhan, Yan Lengyue, Mo Bingchen and the others, and greeted, "Uncle, aunt." ”

Mo Cang's face was a little stunned.

He is the elder of the Chen clan, and his strength has reached the king's level, and he has a good reputation for winning for a long time, but he is not enough to let people like Qianming take the initiative to greet him.

The difference between the domain lord and the monarch is no longer something that can be measured by the gap between heaven and earth. Moreover, the vast continent respects martial arts, and with the identity of a thousand immortals, even he has to call a city lord or domain monarch.

Before this, he couldn't have imagined that Qian Ming would call himself uncle when he broke his head.

However, he also knew a little in his heart that Qianming's politeness was just for the sake of his daughter's face.

Mo Cang's eyes secretly looked at Mo Moxibustion Song, what did his daughter go through, and she actually recognized such a character as the evil city lord?

While I was proud of Moxibustion Song in my heart, I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated...... Alas, his father, compared with the people she knows, his strength is not enough in an instant.

Moxibustion Song saw his father's depression and covered his mouth and laughed. Qianming is naturally not an ordinary person, and comparing the realm with him is simply asking for hardship. If you talk about the actual age, Qianying can be the ancestor of Mo Cang.

Even if it's her...... If you add the age of Hongyi, her real age is much older than Mo Cang.

But the past is the past, and since it is reincarnation, it is inconvenient for her to cling to one life. She only understands that in this life, she is Mo Cang's daughter, and Mo Cang is her father, and this is enough.

"Good, good." Unlike Mo Cang's complicated mood, Zhan Yan Lengyue simply smiled when she heard the title of Qian Ming.

The eyes kept looking between Moxibustion Song and Qianming, as if they were looking for some gossip.

Over the years, they had also gone to learn about the experience of collecting ink moxibustion songs in the Tian Yuan Continent.

Hum! What did Dongfang Han, who dissolved the marriage contract count? And what is Rong Xihua, who doesn't look down on her daughter? Although it is true that they are not talents in the Tian Yuan Continent, in the vastness, they are nothing.

How good is this one in front of me! It's the city lord again, he looks good and his strength is strong! Even with her daughter!

Let those who are blind regret going!

Mo Moxibustion Song was stared at by his mother's hair, and goosebumps appeared on the back of his neck.

Zhan Yan Lengyue's gentle gaze always made her feel panicked......

Qian Ming's smile became softer and softer, and at some point there was a string of emerald green delicate bracelets in his hand, "Auntie." When they met for the first time, Qing Ming didn't have time to prepare for the gift. This bracelet made of Beihai Qianhua vine will be given to you as a meeting gift! ”

As soon as the spirit chain came out, a refreshing and pleasant aura was stirred up in a small area.

Monarchy? Everyone was stunned.

Although this bracelet is only an auxiliary accessory, it is not as powerful as a weapon and other powerful attack power, but if it can reach the level of a king's weapon, how can anyone dare to look down on it?

Because of the decline and rarity of the refiners, in the entire vast continent, no more than 10,000 monarch artifacts were discovered. However, the vast continent is vast, with hundreds of billions of people, and these 10,000 pieces are so rare that you can imagine how rare they are.

However, Qing Ming is a royal weapon as soon as he makes a move.

Moxibustion Song glanced at it, unimpressed.

Ancient and vast, the king's weapon is not unusual. And Qian Ming is a refiner, not to mention the monarch weapon, even the supreme emperor weapon used by the emperor, he can also refine it.

Zhan Yan Lengyue's gaze at Qian Ming became softer and softer, and Qian Ming also chatted with her patiently.

Qian Ming is well-informed, coupled with his handsome appearance and elegant manners, if he wants to deliberately please someone, it will hardly need to use any strength.

The more the two talked, the more speculative they became, but Mo Chenbing's gaze became colder and colder on the side.

His gaze at Qianming was as cold as his tense expression, and his instinct told him that this man was uneasy and kind to his sister.

Mo Moxibustion Ge was sweating profusely, and he wanted to pull out the conversation between Zhan Yan Leng Yuecai and Qian Ming many times, but he was stopped by Bai Qingyang every time.

Her face grew darker and darker. Zhan Yan Lengyue's tone and words seemed to reveal the news that I was going to marry my daughter.

She even suspected that if she didn't stop them from talking, Zhan Yan Leng Yue would be able to marry her off. However, Bai Qingyang made trouble for her again and again and pulled her back.

"Sister. Master and Aunt rarely see each other, so let them talk. When I see the Demon Emperor of the Demon Domain, Master will be busy. He left the Demon Emperor behind and came to greet you at the door. Bai Qingyang pulled the hem of Moxibustion Song's clothes and said pitifully. Staring at Mo Moxibustion Ge's blackened face and the high pressure of his cousin Mo Bingchen on the other side, his head shrank lower and lower, in order to give his master a chance, is it easy for him?

Moxibustion Ge's face darkened, Master? It turns out that Bai Qingyang's master is Qianming! No wonder he protects him so much!

It seemed that they also felt the face of Moxibustion Song, Zhan Yan Leng Yue and Qian Ming immediately changed the topic as if they had received something fortunate in advance, and turned to the well-known spirit wood and spirit grass on the mainland.

Dark Yan looked at the stream of people pouring into the inner city, and her beard trembled with anger.

It's just that the other party is protected by Qing Ming, but he doesn't have the strength to find trouble.

Even more atmospheric than him was the eldest princess of the Nightmare Clan, who had been flattened into a pig's head, and the people in the Demon Domain who heard the movement all gathered over, all of them looking angry.

The Nightmare Folk recounted the past with added fuel and vinegar.

"The one who moved my demon domain at the gates of Sin City?" A man in black frowned dissatisfiedly, his temper fiery, "This time I came to Sin City just to discuss the alliance, and we don't want to rely on him Sin City." The Lord of the Blue Netherworld City is too bad for us to lose face in the Demon Domain by doing this! Do you think that my Demon Domain will not dare to offend him? ”

Although there are many internal strife, when it comes to dealing with outsiders, the various races in the Demon Domain are surprisingly consistent.

The Demon Domain is short, and the vast continent is well known.

Moreover, the people of the Demon Realm value reputation more than anything else.

How could they endure it, the people of the Demon Domain were beaten at the mouth of the city gate and had no power to fight back? Now that Sin City is thriving, I don't know how many mainland martial artists have seen this farce. At that time, if it spreads, where will the face of their demon domain go?

Demon Domain Warriors, I'd rather die in battle than swallow my anger!