"Daddy, that's good, as long as I can have the spiritual root of the first day of the demon world, I am willing to wait as long as I want!"

The fat boy's eyes lit up and he said. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info's face is full of fat and a luster that is incomparable.

Daddy is a Demon Lord, similar to those Immortal Monarchs, so powerful he will definitely be able to successfully transfer the Red Child's spiritual root into my body!

At that time, I will become the pride of my father, and maybe I will become a demon lord of the generation!

The fat boy fantasized about all this, and he believed that such a day was not far off for him.

However, the Demon Lord of the Rising Afternoon was not as easy as the fat boy.

Transferring the spiritual root of an ordinary Merge Stage cultivator was a piece of cake for him, a demon lord, but the object of his transfer of the spiritual root this time was not an ordinary cultivator, but a genius demon red boy who had caused a sensation in the demon world. He knew the dangers and difficulties in his heart.

In addition, if you want to build a formation that is strong enough to deal with the condemnation of the Heavenly Dao, it is not something that can be built with a single mouth, so I don't know how much effort it takes to build one!

In the next few days, the Demon Lord of the Rising Afternoon has been studying this formation, and it is very hard, it can really be said that he can't eat or eat, and he can't sleep at night.

Even when his son came to him, he ignored him.

He understands that what he is doing now is not something that can be done overnight, and it takes a lot of energy.

But what are these compared to his sons?

"For the sake of my son's future, I must build the formation as soon as possible!"

The Rising Afternoon Demon Lord's thoughts were very firm. No matter how hard it is, he feels that it is worth it.

Before you know it, another few days have passed.

The Rising Noon Demon Lord had finally built a saint-level formation to defend against the Heavenly Tribulation.

He was overjoyed and couldn't wait to call out to his son:

"Duo'er, Daddy has built a formation, and he can transfer the spirit root of the red child to you!"

When the fat boy heard this, he ran in from the side door in a hurry, and ran in front of the Rising Noon Demon Lord like a trembling "mountain of meat", and said happily:

"Daddy, you're really amazing! Such a complex formation can be built! If it were me, I guess my head would blow up. ”

If it weren't for the solid ground, I am afraid that it would have been destroyed beyond recognition by this "Roshan" with one foot and a big pit.

This kid is really unproductive!

Lao Tzu is working so hard, who is it for?!

The Rising Afternoon Demon Lord glanced at the fat boy and asked tentatively:

"Duo'er, do you know how long it took me to build this formation?"

The fat boy nodded heavily and replied:

"Daddy, of course I know, it's twelve days! Twelve days! In these twelve days, I'm really worried to see you work so hard for my business. You know what? When I'm worried, I'm worried, and when I'm worried, I'm going to eat, so in just 12 days, I've gained 36 pounds! Daddy, 36 pounds!"

The more the fat boy spoke, the more excited he became, and the flesh on his face kept shaking, as if he was proving something to the Rising Afternoon Demon Lord.

When the Rising Noon Demon Lord heard this, his brows furrowed, and he asked:

"Duo'er, why are you getting fat again?"

To be honest, he really hates his son for eating fat.

Hearing this, the fat boy looked aggrieved and said:

"Daddy, I know you want me to lose weight, so you made me a weighing stone to spur me on. It's not like I haven't lost weight, but I've had little effect, and I'm sad and depressed every time I find out that I'm still gaining a little bit of weight. But, Daddy, I can't help it when I see it!

The Rising Noon Demon Lord looked at his son's extremely aggrieved look, and felt so angry and funny, he was completely speechless.

You kid, you're so round, you don't like sports!

Why is it so difficult for you to exercise a perfect inverted triangle body like me?

Ay......

After a moment, the Rising Afternoon Demon Lord sighed lightly:

"Well, don't talk about that. Wait until noon, and we'll get started. If your spiritual root changes, I don't think you just want to eat it. ”

That's right, the fat boy is a foodie, a very authentic foodie.

However, as a well-known Demon Lord of the Rising Afternoon in the Demon Realm, he very much hopes to change his son's well-known foodie attributes.

"Hmm. ”

The fat boy didn't say much, and nodded obediently. Then, he glanced at the timekeeping tools in the main hall.

There was still half an hour left before noon.

Don't worry, I've survived for a few years.

Could it be that something will go wrong at the last minute?

Anyway, the red boy can't run away, and that spiritual root will be mine sooner or later.

Thinking of this, the fat boy couldn't help but take out a bright red apple from his sleeve, smiled and bit it.

The Rising Afternoon Demon Lord glanced at the fat boy with disgust, and then looked at the red boy who was still lying motionless on the ground.

The red boy has been lying here for twelve days.

I've been with him for 12 days.

In another half an hour, the red boy will no longer be the red boy who is known as the first genius of the demon world, and maybe, he will become the first waste wood in the six realms and be spurned!

However, by that time, my son will become a genius and a strong man, with countless praises and envy!

Time passed minute by minute, and the red boy still did not move, as if he had been drugged, lying there quietly, his eyes closed and his face expressionless.

During this time, Red Boy has always been like this.

He didn't wake up, so he didn't know what was going to happen next, and he didn't know if his fate would change because he was unconscious.

"Alright, Dor, let's get started!

Seeing that noon was approaching, the Demon Lord urged.

The fat boy obediently did so, and with a "bang", the red boy's body was shaken.

Even so, the red boy was still not awakened by this "Roshan".

"Close your eyes, don't think about anything, no matter what happens, you have to hold back!"

The Rising Noon Demon Lord said to the huge fat man.

Transferring the spiritual root is such a thing, it is impossible to say that it is not painful or itchy.

"Okay, Daddy. ”

After the fat boy finished speaking, he closed his eyes gently.

The closer it was to noon, the more the fat boy looked forward to it, and the smile in his heart grew.

The red boy was completely unaware of this, and even if he was about to turn into fish on the knife, he still maintained his original position and continued to lie there.

Noon came!!

The Rising Noon Demon Lord closed his eyes, and immediately activated the magic power in his body, and streams of black mist rose up around him, like black dragons, terrifying, strong, and seemed to have a power that destroyed the world and the earth.

(To be continued.) )