The hell in his body suppressed the restless meteorite, and Hesse flew over Beiju Luzhou on the demon wind, continuing to look for the second meteorite that fell on Beiju Luzhou.

But after a long search, Hesse still found nothing.

At this moment, in the majestic demon court, ten thousand demons gathered, and almost all the powerful monsters in Beiju Luzhou gathered together, looking for a way out of the grain road cut off after the heavy snowstorm hit.

In the center of the Demon Court, a towering majestic hall stood in the middle of the snowy region, and even the Demon Master Kunpeng's Demon Master Mansion was much inferior in comparison.

This is the temple of the demon clan in Beiju Luzhou, the Demon Emperor Palace.

Embroidered with solemn black ornamentation, the hanging curtains embroidered, the marble columns covered with reliefs, and the golden palace, there was silence and silence.

The silence is not that the hall is empty, on the contrary, at this time, in the Demon Emperor Palace, the Heavenly Demon Highness with the [Great Demon Heaven] jade plaque is hanging, and the monsters from all sides of Beiju Luzhou stand in black pressure, but they do not communicate with each other, but give each other glances, and the dark tide in the calm hall is surging.

In the hall, wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, like deer, snakes and sheep, all kinds of monsters are readily available, although most of them retain some ontological characteristics, but all have been transformed. At this time, all the people who can participate in this court meeting are strong and ferocious monsters who still have a lot of strength.

In the main hall, although the thousands of monsters that came, although they all gathered together, they were divided into three groups, each surrounded by one or several powerful monsters, making eye contact with each other, fearing each other, no one refused to break the oppressive atmosphere first, and the hall fell into a terrible dead silence.

"Wow~~"

A cry completely broke the dead silence in the hall, it seemed that he couldn't stand the coldness and depression around him, the only one above the main hall, and now the demon emperor of Beiju Luzhou, a little boy who looked like a child of only five or six years old, cried out.

It is said that it was the bloodline of the demon emperor back then, born after the nine-tailed fox queen, after the disappearance of the nine-tailed demon fox, he was helped to the throne of the demon emperor by the demon master Kunpeng, and was born as a puppet of the little demon emperor.

Since he was born, he was at the mercy of others, and the little demon emperor did not have the majesty of a great emperor who ruled the world at all, even if he was far older than his appearance at this moment, but he had lived in the deep palace since he was a child, and he was longer than a woman, and how to face this complicated and turbulent situation.

On the cold throne, this little demon emperor who looked like he was only five or six years old had a handsome face like pink jade, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and at this moment he looked at the countless hideous-looking monsters of His Royal Highness, whining and crying, his shoulders were constantly twitching, and there was really a bit of pear blossom with rain, Chu Chu pitiful charm.

Curled up with a thin body, the little demon emperor was like a frightened little beast, his eyes were full of tears, his mouth kept sobbing, and he whimpered helplessly: "I want my sister, I want Sister Qingling!!"

The maid accompanying the side watched the little demon emperor run down the throne helplessly, and wanted to find the Qingling sister in his mouth, but they all had a headache, like a group of hens guarding their cubs, they hugged one after another, comforting with good words, and it took a lot of effort to appease the little demon emperor again, and reluctantly sat back on the throne.

Looking at this funny scene, His Royal Highness, these tiger and wolf generations all shook their heads and sighed. The demon has always been respected by the strong, even if this little demon emperor has the blood of the demon emperor flowing in his body, but with such a weak character, how can this thin shoulder take on the heavy responsibility of dominating the entire Beiju Luzhou demon clan, not to mention that the demon master Kunpeng is still in front of him to close the life and death pass, the catastrophe has come, and the demon clan of Beiju Luzhou is at a critical juncture of life and death.

How to survive this cold winter is the most important thing in the hearts of all monsters, and the monsters in Beiju Luzhou are also eager to have a strong leader to lead them out of the predicament in front of them, but obviously, it is difficult for the little demon emperor in front of them to take on such a heavy responsibility.

Looking at the little demon emperor who was still crying, the demons of His Royal Highness were already a little impatient, each whispering, and some ambitious people had their eyes flickering, and they didn't know what kind of waves were brewing in their hearts, a pair of eyes full of deep meaning came and went, and countless greedy, eager, and coveted eyes fell on that throne, and the little demon emperor surrounded by tigers and wolves was even more frightened, and he didn't even dare to cry loudly, so he could only suppress his cry and sobbed in a low voice.

At this moment, the closed door of the Heavenly Demon Hall suddenly opened, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, causing the demons to turn their eyes sideways.

"Princess Qingling drove to the !!"

With a majestic sound of reliance, the momentum of the demons in the hall was taken away for a while, and suddenly fell silent, and then the demons in the hall converged their eyes, and the dense demons hurriedly retreated to both sides, making way for a wide passage.

The rings are tinkling, the bells are ringing, and the aroma is striking.

Four white-clothed maids holding incense burners walked into the Heavenly Demon Palace, facing the sky with plain faces, without powder, holding an elegant incense burner in their hands, curling smoke, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens, not stained with mortal dust, along the way, purifying the filthy breath in the hall.

After that, the rain of flowers fell and filled the hall, and the beautiful petals slowly dissipated in the air, turning into bursts of psychedelic smoke, sweeping away the original suppression of the Heavenly Demon Palace, as if turning into a fairyland.

With the rain of flowers in the sky, a graceful and luxurious woman in white appeared in the eyes of the demons with a light skirt and a natural nobility.

"See Princess Qingling!!"

The moment the woman appeared, the demons in the hall bowed their heads one after another, half-knelt on the ground, lowered their unruly heads, and respectfully worshipped.

"Sister!" The little demon emperor's face was full of tears, and the handsome little face was full of the little beast's joy when he saw his mother, his eyes lit up, he broke free from the hand of the maid on the side, dragged the wide demon emperor's robe, rushed down the palace steps, hugged the woman's legs, and cried.

"Don't cry. The woman in white reprimanded slowly, and although her voice was peaceful, there was an undoubted majesty in it.

The little demon emperor twitched his thin shoulders, grabbed the corner of the woman in white aggrievedly, forcibly held back not to cry, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and then looked at the woman in white in front of him pitifully.

Seeing that the little demon emperor stopped crying, the woman in white looked a little softened, and then she took the little demon emperor's cold little hand, and pulled the little demon emperor towards the throne all the way.

In this way, the woman in white took the little demon emperor through the Qingqiu Fox Clan, walked through the Yak Mountain Cattle Clan, walked through the Pangu Snake Clan, walked through the Baishan Bear Clan, and passed through the powerful tribe of Beiju Luzhou today, with natural majesty, slowly stepped on the royal steps, and personally carried the Little Demon Emperor to the throne.

Then, the woman in white slowly turned around, stood in front of the little demon emperor, overlooking the demons below, her jade lips opened lightly, and although her voice was calm and ethereal, with a trace of indescribable coldness, she said, "Everyone." ”