"Have you ever heard of the Flame Dark Devil?"

The tall figure spat out a sentence faintly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Flame ......"

The Rising Noon Demon Lord's mouth opened slightly.

Of course he knew who the Yan Black Demon was, how could he not have heard of such a well-known figure?

Could it be that this guy is a black demon?

His face changed suddenly, he raised his hand to point at the tall figure, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you the Flame Black Demon?"

"Hehe, you've finally been smart for once. ”

The tall figure smiled contemptuously and said.

When the Rising Noon Demon Lord heard the tall figure say this, his body trembled slightly.

The Black Devil is much more powerful than himself!

No wonder this guy can break the formation I've worked so hard to build so easily!

What should I do? The Red Child's spiritual root can't be saved!

What can my son do?

Thinking of this, the Rising Afternoon Demon Lord's eyes couldn't help but dim.

Seeing that the Demon Lord of the Rising Afternoon did not speak, the Black Demon walked up to the red boy and said:

"Xuwu, you can take anyone's spiritual root, but you can't take the spiritual root of the red child. ”

As soon as the words fell, before the Rising Noon Demon Lord could speak, the fat boy opened his eyes leisurely and asked in a daze:

"Daddy, it's been so long, are you done? I'm asleep. ”

Children who are not angry, in addition to eating is sleeping!

In such a short time, you can still fall asleep!

I'm drunk too......

Where does this doll have my demeanor?

The stiff face of the Rising Noon Demon Lord began to turn a little angry, and he glared at the fat boy fiercely, with a gloomy face, and roared in a low voice:

"You get up for me!"

The plan was forced to be canceled.

Although the Rising Boat Demon Lord was very depressed, but there was no way, the big bosses of the Ghost and Demon Alliance had come to ask for the red child in person, where did the Rising Boat Demon Lord dare to touch the red child's spiritual root?

When the fat boy heard this, he sat up from the ground with a confused expression.

Daddy, what's wrong?

I'm obviously very obedient, but I just accidentally fell asleep.

When I accidentally fell asleep before, my father didn't treat me so fiercely.

Did something happen?

What exactly am I missing?

The fat boy had a series of questions in his head, and he was very puzzled. He looked around for a moment, his gaze finally fell on the body of the Black Demon, and his two eyebrows, which were as rough as his father's, furrowed slightly, and asked:

"Daddy, who is this?"

"He is one of the leaders of the Flame Black Devil, the Demon Alliance, to be precise, he is also the strongest of those leaders. ”

The Rising Afternoon Demon Lord sent a message to his son, and said it very simply.

He didn't want to praise the black devil to his face, and be labeled as "flattery" by others. After all, no matter how bad he is, he is still a demon lord.

In fact, the Rising Noon Demon Lord wanted his son to understand it briefly, but who knew that his son reacted hugely and shouted uncontrollably:

"I'll rub!"

The gaze immediately changed from curiosity to surprise.

Although the Black Demon has been behind the scenes, and few members of the alliance have seen his true appearance, he actually controls the entire Demon Alliance. If it weren't for the fact that the Demon Alliance had not set up the position of alliance leader, perhaps the Yan Black Demon would have already become a well-deserved alliance leader.

The fat boy also heard a little about this black devil. Seeing its true face today, it is inevitable that I will lose my temper.

However, the Yan Black Demon didn't care about this, he knew what he was doing here, so he coughed lightly twice, stared at the Rising Noon Demon Lord not far away, and said in a cold voice:

"Xuwu, for the sake of your usual dedication to the Demon Alliance, I will let you go this time. However, if you dare to touch the red boy again in the future, then don't blame me for being unkind. ”

After speaking, the black devil gently held up the red child with one hand, turning into a black cloud and disappearing above the main hall.

The fat boy froze in place, and after a while, he turned around and asked the Rising Afternoon Demon Venerable:

"Daddy, why did the Black Devil take the Red Child, didn't you want to transfer the Red Child's spiritual root to me?"

The Rising Afternoon Demon Lord sighed and said:

"Duo'er, don't think about the spiritual root of the red child, the red child has something to do with the black devil, we can't afford to mess with it. ”

"Hey, really, it's empty. ”

The fat boy lowered his head in disappointment and pouted.

He and his father, the Demon Lord of Xuwu, never thought that a little demon who had only been in this world for more than ten years would actually get involved with the boss of the Demon Alliance, and it seemed that the relationship was not ordinary.

The ducks flew like this, and they were unwilling and useless, so they had to admit it.

"Duo'er, don't be sad, Daddy will find you some other excellent spiritual roots. ”

The Rising Noon Demon Lord touched the fat boy's fat head and said.

Although his previous efforts were in vain, the Demon Lord of the Rising Afternoon still did not give up the idea of changing his son's spiritual root.

He believes that only in this way can the problem of his son's spiritual root be fundamentally solved. Once his son's spiritual roots are improved, he doesn't have to worry so much.

The fat boy was very optimistic, and when he heard his father say this, hope was rekindled in his heart, and he nodded heavily and said with a smile:

"Daddy, I believe in you!"

The fat boy has a lot of confidence in the Demon Lord's father.

He believes that what his father promised him, he will definitely be able to do.

What's more, Daddy is a demon lord, what is a little spiritual root?

And this time, it was just a mistake.

When the Demon Lord heard this, he smiled at the fat boy.

......

After the Black Demon took the Red Child out of the palace of the Rising Afternoon Demon Lord, he came to a secluded place, and then after a little spell, the Red Child finally woke up.

The red boy looked at the stranger in front of him, frowned slightly, and asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

He clearly remembered that it wasn't this handsome guy he had seen before he fell unconscious.

"Red boy, I didn't expect you to forget me, I'm a black demon. ”

The Black Demon smiled.

It's only been a long time since I've seen him, and this kid doesn't even remember me!

"Yan Black Devil, are you Yan Black Devil?" the red boy looked at him suspiciously, full of disbelief, "Why do you have a physical body? Also, why did you come here when you didn't stay in the Black Demon Palace?"

Red Boy really couldn't figure out what was going on.

When the black devil heard this, he smiled faintly.

Well, Red Boy, you're the only one who dares to talk to me like that.

Since you asked, then I'll tell you.

"Of course, I found my current body, as for why I am here," the Black Demon paused, looking at the puzzled Red Child, "Red Child, you should still thank me, otherwise, you would have changed from the first day of the Demon Realm to the first fool of the Demon Realm at this time." ”

"Yan Black Devil, don't sell it. ”

The more the red boy listened, the more confused he became, and said.

Then, the Black Devil told Red Boy the ins and outs of what had happened.

“...... As soon as I found out that the Demon Lord of the Rising Afternoon was going to touch your spiritual root, I immediately rushed over to stop him. If it's one step too late, it's a little bit, and your spiritual root will not be guaranteed!"

(To be continued.) )