Soon after, there was news from the Demon Palace that the princess had left the customs and had been approved by the Demon King's Scepter.

This also means that soon, Princess Qingshuang will be able to succeed to the throne of the Demon King.

The demon king, who was originally going to be thoughtful again, couldn't afford to wait when he heard the news.

However, after years of cautious habits, he decided to go to Qingshuang to give it a try, in case there was fraud.

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The next day, the demon king entered the palace and asked to see him outside the palace.

Qingshuang had expected that this old fox would come to test it in person, and firmly held the demon king's scepter in his right hand, which symbolized the identity of the demon king, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, sitting on the high position of the demon king's throne in the hall, and letting the demon king enter the palace.

As soon as the demon king entered the hall, he saw the demon king's scepter in Qingshuang's hand at a glance, his heart jumped, and he hurriedly lowered his head again.

Walking to the front of the palace, the demon king saluted respectfully, "Her Royal Highness the princess is blessed with Jin'an." ”

"Uncle Demon King doesn't have to be polite."

Qingshuang greeted her with a smile, stood up from her high position, held the scepter in her hand, and walked down step by step.

Walking up to the Demon King, he lightly rubbed his fingers on the scepter twice. In an instant, the invisible royal coercion of the demon clan under the scepter fiercely suppressed the demon king's breath.

Qingshuang pretended not to know, but her delicate face was still smiling, "I don't know what happened when Uncle Demon King came today?" ”

The demon king was suppressed by this coercion, and the green muscles on his forehead suddenly rose, and he tried to stabilize his breath, and handed over the gift box in his hand.

"I heard that Her Royal Highness the princess is out of the customs and will ascend to the throne in a few days, and the minister specially prepared this 5,000-year-old ginseng to congratulate Her Highness."

Qingshuang took it and leaned the scepter forward.

The extremely strong pressure that came to his face made the demon king pale and hurriedly took a few steps back, "Your Highness, the minister suddenly remembered that there were still important matters in the demon clan that needed to be dealt with urgently, so the minister retired first." ”

"Since Uncle Demon King is busy with official business, there is no need to stay in this palace for long. Come on, send the demon king out of the palace! ”

……

It wasn't until the demon king came out of the demon palace that his face was completely gloomy.

A little girl who had just mastered the Demon King's Scepter dared to give him such arrogance and arrogance.

It seems that the plan must be advanced, otherwise when that girl ascends to the throne of the demon king, he will have no chance.

If you drag it out any longer, there will be endless troubles!

Thinking of this, the demon king's originally calm face suddenly became ruthless, his eyes were gloomy, and he left the demon palace quickly.

After the demon king left, Qingshuang held the demon king's scepter, retreated from the surrounding maids, his eyes were slightly closed, and he stood motionless.

In about a few breaths, the space in front of Qingshuang was torn open.

The black hair dumplings jumped down directly and threw themselves into Qingshuang's arms as usual.

However, Qingshuang didn't catch it this time, but was knocked to the ground and fell to the ground, and a touch of blood overflowed from the corner of her lips.

His right hand was completely out of strength, and the Demon King's Scepter turned into a little light and disappeared.

"Sister!"

"Little thing, take me back ......"

Qingshuang coughed a few times, and the blood on her lips continued to overflow. Mo Xian panicked and tore the space in front of him indiscriminately, and returned to the side hall of the Demon Palace with Qingshuang in an instant.

Feeling the loss of magic in Qingshuang's body, Mo Xian's face was extremely solemn, and without any hesitation, he directly instilled his magic power into her body.

The Demon King's Scepter cannot be controlled by anyone who does not agree with it, but Qingshuang, as the next Demon King's heir, naturally knows some forbidden techniques to temporarily control it.

It's just that forcibly controlling the Demon King's Scepter is extremely harmful to oneself, and it should not be used as a last resort.

Qingshuang was ready to be counterattacked, but he didn't expect the backlash to be so serious.