Chapter 973: Lao Tzu Gives You Some Face

"What dog? He's obviously a leopard, a leopard! Flowey thought.

And the meat ball also glared at the demon night with hatred on the side: her family is so majestic and majestic, how can it be a dog? What kind of king of beasts is this demon night, he is so eyeless! Hum! Bad review!

The reaction of these two beasts made the corners of Demon Night's lips twitch suddenly: Sure enough!! It's really a couple, it's really similar enough!

However, now, he didn't have time to tease Huahua and the meat ball, he turned his eyes and looked at Feng Chuge and Emperor Juechen. "Going back to Yuntian?"

"Hmm." Feng Chuge nodded.

Suddenly, Demon Night's gaze fell on a picture scroll behind Feng Chuge. "Hey, what is this, why didn't you put it in the space, and you still hold it with your own hands."

As he spoke, Demon Night reached out to get it.

This picture scroll was originally left in the house by Emperor Juechen, but Feng Chuge thought about it and went back to get it.

Because she wanted to inform Emperor Juechen, she hadn't had time to put the scroll into the space, and at this moment, she was exposed to the demon night.

But he said that the emperor was absolutely dusty, and he looked at the sight of the demon night and saw the picture scroll.

His eyes shrank slightly.

Seeing that the demon night was about to touch the picture scroll, Emperor Jiechen reached out and blocked him. "Stop."

"What good things don't let me see, since that's the case, then I have to take a look!"

After speaking, Demon Night stretched out his hand again and grabbed the scroll.

Emperor Juechen would not let the demon night take the scroll, and after this back and forth, the two of them exchanged hands.

"Alright, stop fighting!" Seeing them do it, Feng Chuge rubbed his head a little helplessly.

But as long as these two people are against each other, nothing good will happen.

The two of them only moved their hands, one fist and one palm, and did not use any spiritual power, just comparing speed.

Suddenly, Emperor Juechen's hand grabbed the scroll at once, and when Demon Night saw this, he stepped forward to grab it, intending to pull the scroll away from Emperor Juechen's hand.

It was at this time that the metal edge of the scroll crossed the palm of Emperor Juechen, and in an instant, blood gushed out......

"Okay, that's enough, it's already bleeding." Seeing the blood, Feng Chuge looked terrified.

At this point, the demon night has been a little better and resigned.

"That's it, stingy ghost, if you don't look at it, you won't watch it! For the sake of Xiao Ge'er's face, Lao Tzu will give you some face today. Demon Night was stubborn, but he knew in his heart that even if he had just advanced two days ago, he was still inferior to God.

Emperor Dust...... This guy is simply a synonym for perversion.

His promotion speed is really fast!

Even if he is the beastmaster, he will feel scared in front of him......

Therefore, the demon night will never really have any conflict with Emperor Juechen.

Emperor Juechen raised his eyes, and his cold gaze swept over the demon night, and there was a faint disdain in his eyes.

"Dust, your hand hurts." Feng Chuge stepped forward, grabbed Emperor Juechen's hand, and then took out a jar of medicine and applied it to him.

"Small injuries, it doesn't matter."

"Oh, it's too bad, the blood on your hand is dripping onto that painting!" The meat ball, which had been standing aside and watching the bustle, suddenly discovered something and exclaimed.

Hearing the sound, a few people looked at it, and sure enough, when Emperor Fang Cai's hand was injured, blood flowed out.

And the blood, impartially, just fell in the picture scroll......