Chapter 117: Recuperate The Demon Clan is coming
Inside hell
At the gate of the underworld
As soon as Kurotsune sent the guests here, he suddenly saw the ghost servant Matsucho running over in a hurry, and almost bumped into him, and his face turned black.
"Oops!" Mao Machi hurriedly braked the car and raised his head a little presumptuously.
"Black... General Kurotsune? β
If it's over, will the general punish him for a big crime of disrespect.
Before Hei Chang could open his mouth to question him, Su Qin, who came out with him to see off the guests, opened his mouth, "What's the matter, why are you so flustered?" β
The people of the demon clan are still here, so reckless, others still think that their ghost clan has no rules.
Unexpectedly, Mao Town hurriedly saluted and said: "Lord Suqin, the ghost servant is going to ask His Royal Highness the King of Hades, the current lord of the demon clan, Mo Han, and the high priest of the demon clan, Mo Han, are here. β
"What did you say?!" Su Qin was puzzled and shocked, and so was Hei Chang beside him.
How could the lord of the demon clan come to the demon clan in person?
Could it be that it is also for the sake of the predecessors of the origin?
Mo Zhong, who heard the news on the side, turned his head happily, looked at his hometown and whispered, "It's my father who is here." β
Great, they don't have to go.
Yuan Yuan ignored him, his face was cold and calm, his aura was strong, he had no quarrel with the world, and he didn't look like this young man of his age at all.
Hei Chang sighed and said, "Go in and report." β
Mao nodded hurriedly and saluted, "Yes, the ghost servant understands." β
Mo Zhong watched him run in, turned his head to look at Hei Chang and Su Qin, and said happily, "We don't have to go out, right?" β
Two: "......"
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Temple of Ruthlessness
Inside the dormitory
The ghost doctor bowed and said: "Your Highness, the old minister has diagnosed His Royal Highness, and his body is fine, but the spiritual power on his body has been lost too much, and he needs to recuperate. β
"Got it, what about the wound on your hand?"
"Your Highness, rest assured, the old minister has bandaged His Royal Highness, the injury on her hand is caused by the power of Qin Siqin, just rest for a few days."
"Then Lao Xuan will have to worry a lot."
The fifth elder Jue Jue shook his head, "Your Highness is polite, Your Highness is injured like this, I, as an elder, feel distressed when I look at it." β
Such a small milk doll, repeatedly messing around, is harmless, but adds a lot of fun to their hell.
And because this little doll is here, their elder group is happy all day long, and it's not okay to be happy.
As a result, it was only a few days, and the milk doll lay in front of him without jumping or jumping.
didn't speak like this, didn't make a fuss, and his hands were wrapped like dumplings, which made him really unbearable.
Yan Fei lowered her head, her expression was a little cold, "This is what she deserves." β
Who told her to be nosy?
Take care of what should be managed, and take care of what shouldn't be managed, if she doesn't get hurt, who gets hurt?
Jue Jue felt that his words were a little negative, so she couldn't help but shake her head and said: "Your Highness, Your Royal Highness is kind, although there may be ups and downs along the way, she will eventually have the fruits and luck of the harvest." β
Yan Fei raised his head, glanced at the quiet little group lying on the bed, and whispered, "Hopefully......"
He also hopes that she will go on this way, there may be unevenness, but there will always be something to be gained.
"Let's go, let's all go out, let His Highness have a good rest for a while." After saying this, Jue Jue raised his feet and walked out first.
In this ruthless temple, it will be quiet for a while. Even their elder group, maybe in a short period of time, they won't be able to hear the soft and lovely voice of the little group.
Bai Chang nodded, and said to Mo Tan, who had been guarding the bed, "Let's go, let's go out first." β
"Okay," Mo Tan replied softly, and when he looked up and saw that Xiao Tuanzi was still lying quietly, he felt uncomfortable.
Your Highness, you must get better.
After several people left, only Yan Fei was there in the palace.
He raised his feet, walked to the bed, gently lifted the gold velvet brocade quilt, and carefully picked up the little ball.
Immediately, his fingertips immediately used a heart source power, which was slowly injected into Xiao Tuanzi's body, as if he was exploring something.
That golden light, like a long golden thread, entered Xiao Tuanzi's body at one end, and the other end was tightly grasped in Yan Fei's palm.
Is that you? β¦β¦ No demons.
It was getting dark. In the main hall, a lamp of agarwood is lit to make people feel calm and soothing, and the aromatherapy circle surrounds and sinks, exuding a little quiet and quiet sweet taste.
Yan Fei left the hall in a soft voice.
On the bed, on the neck behind Xiao Tuanzi, a circle of purple-red light was immediately blurred. It was a pure and pure purple, seeping into the bright and brilliant red, both in their respective fields, or both kings, but when they came together, they were also the overlords of one side.
"Wow," the purple-red light all dissipated at once, leaving behind a totem of a bright red mandala flower.
The red and enchanting mandala flower began to extend upwards from the spine, and in the middle of the back of the neck, a complete, evil and bewitching manzhu sawa bloomed.
Then, in a matter of moments, the light and shadow faded and the totem disappeared.
Inside the main hall, silence returned, as if nothing had happened.
And outside the temple at this moment
Yan Fei looked at the two people in front of him who had turned back in vain, and his face sank, "What's the matter, you didn't send it out?" β
The two people who stood outside the hall and had not yet stepped on the door were silent.
What does it mean not to send it out? Are they commodities for them?
Hei Chang darkened his face, glanced at the two cheeky people who came over, and did not speak.
Su Qin on the other side was just about to speak, but he went to the front hall and didn't find it, and then ran to the back hall, and the ghost servant Mao Town, who ran to the back hall, hurriedly spoke: "Your Highnessββ!! β
"Tell Your Highness, the lord of the demon clan is here."
"Demon Lord?" Yan Fei's gaze swept over coldly, a little oppressed.
How did he come over?
Immediately, Yan Fei's eyes looked at the two people outside the hall, and his heart was clear.
I'm afraid I'm here for these two people...
The ghost servant Mao Town lowered his head in fear, and said tremblingly: "Yes, yes, Your Highness, also, and the high priest of the demon clan, Mo Han, ...... And the demons who ran out of hell to call people... Demon Protector Zhu Jinsu. β
Others: "......"
Co-author: This person was called by Zhu Jinsu?
Su Qin pinched her fingers, damn it, why didn't the people she sent out come back to report in advance? It made their ghost clan so passive at this moment.
In fact, what she didn't know was that the person she sent out had already been thrown off by Zhu Jinsu halfway through.
After all, how could a ghost clan who wanted to accuse him of assassination and chaos politely let them follow?
He didn't kill them, he was good-tempered.
Yan Yan said coldly: "Let them in." β
He wanted to see what their demons wanted to do.
"Yes, the ghost servant commands."
(End of chapter)