The demon king has no time to take care of his son now, and all he thinks about is the "Demon Emperor" Jing Mingqian in front of him: "It's not your lord, let Qi Wa wait for you to come back." But it doesn't matter if the adults don't remember, it's good for the Qi Wa to remember the adults' advice. ”

The demon king is extremely proud, and he has remembered a word from an adult for five thousand years.

Told?

Jing Mingqian's fingers rubbed his chin and carefully pondered the words of the demon king, five thousand years ago, the ancient demon emperor Minglou told the demon king to wait for his return.

Now it is exactly 5,000 years, how did the Demon Emperor pinch the time, and why was he so sure that he would definitely come back.

The matter was too coincidental, Jing Mingqian had to suspect that this was a trap laid by Minglou, the purpose was to hide people's eyes and ears, and then develop quietly, but why did he do this?

He suddenly thought of the memory that suddenly appeared in his mind, the Ming Lou in it was going to premeditate the death of the Demon God with the Demon Emperor, so he set up these things in order to kill the Demon God of the Town?

The more Jing Mingqian thought about it, the more his brain hurt, "What else do you know?"

"Nothing. "There is only so much that the Demon King can think of, but he still needs the Demon Emperor's help, "My lord, although it is a bit inappropriate to mention this matter now, can my lord agree to Qi Wa's request?"

Jing Mingqian: "What's the matter?"

"I believe you also know, my lord, that the turbidity is raging now, and if the adults don't absorb the turbidity, we may not be able to live. Now, the Demon Realm has been invaded by most of the seizures. There are also small areas in the demon world that are polluted by turbidity, so please deal with these turbidity as soon as possible and bless the people of the demon and demon worlds. The demon king sighed as he spoke.

He waited for the adults for a long time, and although the demons grew with turbidity, absorbing too much turbidity would make them sick, so that they could not live long.

As soon as the adults returned, there was a way for these turbidities, and he finally waited for them, and he didn't have to suffer from the turbidity.

Jing Mingqian thought it was funny, he could indeed absorb turbidity, but this was his unintentional move, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

This demon king's request was too outrageous, how could he be able to control and absorb the turbidity.

Jing Mingqian couldn't do it: "I can't do what you say." ”

If he had the ability to do this, he would have already removed the turbidity in his body, and by the way, he would have dealt with the turbidity at the border of the heavenly realm!

The demon king didn't believe his nonsense: "Don't joke, adults, you were born with turbidity, how can you not do it?"

Even Demon Fucheng thought it was funny: "If you can't do it, leave quickly, you think that if you can absorb turbidity, you will be the Demon Emperor?" ”

He regretted looking for a human who could absorb turbidity, not to mention that this human had become a half-demon, and he was favored by the demon king, so was he going to give up the demon world next?

"Cheng'er!" the demon king scolded, and hurriedly made amends to Jingming, "Lord Demon Emperor, don't be angry, my son is young and doesn't know how to be polite, and please don't blame your lords." ”

Jing Mingqian didn't listen to what he said at all, and all his attention was on the demon of doom that the demon king just said.

The demon of bad luck in the ancient demon emperor was born with turbidity.

He is a god, but he is also a demon with turbidity now, will he ...... It's the Demon Emperor......

Sensing this possibility, Jing Mingqian's face turned white with a brush, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips trembled violently.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He is the son of the Ancient God Emperor Xishui, and he is the product of the love between the God Emperor and the Lord of the Three Thousand Realms, how is it possible, how is it possible!

Jing Mingqian closed his eyes and didn't want to look at this strange world, he was tired, very tired, very tired.