Du Ge, who rushed in inexplicably, knocked over a lot of demon cultivators and ghost cultivators, and went straight to the edge of the stone couch, without saying a word, handed over a sharp dagger.

Everyone was stunned.

What the?

When September subconsciously saw the dagger in the middle of the battle, he suddenly clicked and stopped attacking.

Stopped the blue moonlight in time.

However, Qiuchen didn't have the same control as September, and the blade stabbed directly into September's left shoulder.

September ate the pain and stroked the wound, but his eyes were staring directly at the dagger.

How so?

How could this dagger come out of the hands of a mortal?

September broke the blade of his sword with his bare hands and hurried to the edge of the stone couch.

Long before September arrived, the dagger was held in the palm of Qiu Mosheng's injured right hand.

The medicine from the dagger surged into his palm.

A scorching heat.

Qiu Mosheng, who was in pain, frowned, and sweated on his forehead.

But he still held the dagger and did not let go.

In such a chaotic battle, Du Ge naturally would not appear so timely and quickly.

This dagger of inexplicable origin, Qiu Mosheng didn't plan to take it at all.

But September's expression made Qiu Mosheng feel funny.

This dagger is kind of interesting.

But when the burning came from the palm of his hand, Qiu Mosheng guessed something.

"Give it back to me!"

When the scolding came, Qiu Mosheng didn't think so, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, but he was laughing.

"Yours? So you call it, and it will answer you? ”

Qiu Mosheng played a scoundrel and deserved it.

The people who eat melons are not calm.

A dagger, although it has aura, is unlikely to be the master.

Someone is upset about September.

[This dagger is clearly engraved with the mark of the Xifu Demon Clan, it's not a princess, could it be yours? ] 】

[That's it, it's a scoundrel.] Bullying the princess is weak! 】

[Don't worry, princess, we will protect the princess...]

While the demon cultivators were scrambling to grab the credit, black pills flew out of the Du singer and attacked the noisy demon cultivators.

The attacked demon cultivator encountered the pill, and his body dissipated and turned into thick water.

Seeing this, the demon cultivators retreated one after another.

I can't afford to mess with it.

Can't afford to mess with.

Du Ge, who usually looks at Wenwen's weakness, is pretending!

No wonder he will become the most trusted person of Lord Mozun.

In just a moment, most of the demon cultivators in the main hall were destroyed.

There are only a few ghost cultivators and demon cultivators who hide on one side in a proper manner.

In September, Du Ge was very angry in the face of the sudden attack, but he didn't do anything.

Du Ge's details were investigated when he first returned to the Demon Palace in September.

Mere mortals, no doubt.

As September was pondering, a dagger was placed on September's neck.

The blade of the dagger pressed against September's neck, piercing a slight wound.

The oozing blood was black with a hint of red.

September was slightly startled, but there was no chill on his face, but he sneered.

There was demonic energy bubbling from the dagger.

And Qiu Mosheng's arm was also haunted by demonic energy.

"Hehe, are you sure you won't die until you kill me?"

Qiu Mosheng raised his lips and chuckled: "Who said I was going to kill you?" ”

Qiu Nanfeng on the side of the stone couch frowned, and her mood became more and more bad.

Fabrication also has a head.

She worked hard with her front foot to treat him as Du Ge and the injury caused by Lan Yueguang.

Without panting, in the blink of an eye, he took the dagger that his father gave to his daughter to kill his daughter.

Even if the other party is a witch, it is better to have a bit of a fairy disciple's discipline.

When you encounter a witch making trouble, how can you not kill it?

Kill one less one!

Qiu Nanfeng was angry.

It's not because he doesn't kill the witch, but Qiu Mosheng's pretentious appearance clearly angers September.

It is simply to make the dormitory unpeaceful.

Force her to show up.

It's disgusting.

Just let you get your wish, how can this Demon Venerable still be?

Qiu Nanfeng manipulated Du Ge and made a killing move.

Directly threw September with his bare hands and threw him out of the main hall 100 meters away.

And Qiu Mosheng was not happy, he was picked up by Du Ge and taken out of the dormitory in public.

Du Ge ordered to the outside world: "These two people are causing trouble in Lord Mozun's bedroom. Passing on the will of Lord Demon Venerable, between one is Lord Demon Venerable's favorite concubine, and the other is the former Demon Venerable's beloved daughter, and the two of them have been punished for a month about the dungeon. Set an example. If anyone dares to make trouble on Lord Demon Venerable's territory in the future, the end will not be so simple. ”

At the entrance of the main hall of the Demon Venerable Dormitory, the demon cultivators who had already withdrawn from the main hall trembled and felt cold.

No matter how unhappy you are, you don't dare to say a word at this time.

Is this still the usual weak, incompetent, cowardly and timid Du Ge?

Sure enough, he pretended to be a good bully.

Now think about the things that secretly did Du Ge before......

It seems that he has too good endurance.

This time it's urgent.

That's right, whenever Lord Demon Venerable is involved, Du Ge's reaction is very excessive.

I hope he doesn't have a good memory and forgets it all....

Otherwise, they won't be able to eat, and they will have to walk around.

September and Qiu Mosheng were also interested, and there was no refutation of such a result, and they were obediently taken to the dungeon by the demon cultivators.

Before leaving, Qiu Mosheng's eyes were still staring intently at the main hall of the dormitory.

Actually, he couldn't see anything.

But he knew that she was there.

Such a punishment is what she meant.

Heh, I'm not patient.

This person will not treat him like the Master.

The dormitory was quiet again, and Qiu Nanfeng sat back on the rattan chair, rubbing her temples, a little irritable.

After entering the Demon Palace, her temper is getting bigger and bigger.

The temperament is becoming more and more uncontrollable.

When he was taken away, I clearly saw disappointment and even despair in his eyes.

Forget it, so be it.

It's time for despair.

There should be no luck or expectation.

That's what works better for you.

"If you've seen enough of the play, get out. Don't get out of the way. ”

Jiang Ying, who had been eating melons in secret, suddenly appeared and sat opposite Qiu Nanfeng.

With the appearance of Jiang Ying, Qiu Nanfeng had an extra brocade box in front of him.

"September is your brother's favorite daughter, I really didn't expect that she is still alive."

The most beloved daughter?

"She's alive or not, don't you know? Less garlic is the one you stimulate her and tell her before.. My brother was killed by Qiu Mosheng? ”

There was a ban in the Demon Palace, and he was not in the Demon Palace ten years ago, and he didn't know Qiu Mosheng at all.

Jiang Ying smiled lightly, pretending to be stupid and helpless, "Hua Aya, you can't talk nonsense." Yan Luo has followed this king for many years, although she is self-inflicted.... Forget it, people are also dead, and this king has nothing to say. She only deserves it. ”

Tired of hearing polite words, Qiu Nanfeng rolled his eyes, "What?" To avenge your family's smoke? So, to the concubine of the deity with the hand of September? Also, you call yourself the king in front of the deity, and the deity doesn't want to lose face, right? ”

With a burst of anger, the teacup in front of Jiang Ying trembled slightly.

Tea spilled.

The smile on Jiang Ying's face disappeared a little.

It's so hateful, Hua Aya is really addicted to being a demon.

Restraining his anger, Jiang Ying's smile was a little more gentle.

"Yanluo damn it, he is a subordinate, how can he compare with Hua Aya?"

Without waiting for Qiu Nanfeng to respond, Jiang Ying looked at the brocade box again and motioned for Qiu Nanfeng to open it.

"Give it to you, let's take a look."

Qiu Nanfeng glanced at the brocade box, "I'll look at it when I have time." ”

Jiang Ying: .......

It's really a hot face with a cold fart and stocks.