You Ye Hua Teng jumped ten meters high, with a flash of light in his palm, a long whip cut through the rainbow and struck hard on the Nether Clan secret guard who was reporting in front of him. This whip went down and directly killed half of the person.
Life.
He was furious, angry and jumping, just like a monkey in a circus who was robbed of a banana. He screamed angrily and cursed: "This is so unreasonable! Everything has been prepared. At this time, there was a sudden pause. The God Clan suddenly paused.
Is there nothing to explain there?”
The secret guard, who had lost half of his life, gritted his teeth, knelt down again, shrank his neck and said, "No."
Snap!
Another whip was struck hard, the tip of the whip was sharp, and it scratched the secret guard's head, and it actually cut the man in half!
It scared many secret guards to the point where they were trembling in their hearts.
"No explanation?"
You Yehua breathed his last away. The Nether Clan was born this time with the intention of joining forces with the God Clan. This plan is even more crucial. Once successful,
It is very likely that the Nether Clan will directly take over the position of the Demon Clan in the Ancient Road, which can seek more benefits and convenience for the subsequent plans!
For this reason, the Nether Clan even did not hesitate to join forces with the God Clan to attack the Demon Clan in advance, and they were at odds with the Demon Clan!
They were retaliated by the demons! This was about to become a big plan. What did the gods mean by this sudden pause?
Could it be that he deliberately plotted against his Nether Clan, so he deliberately made the Nether Clan and the Demon Clan enmity? So that he could use the hands of the Demon Clan to eradicate his Nether Clan, with the goal of hurting both sides and benefiting the God Clan?
Not to mention, the imagination of the seventh prince of the Nether Clan is not inferior to Qian Qiurong at all.
"Where did this news come from? How reliable is it?" He wanted to ask again, but when he looked down, all the words stuck in his throat.
Because the secret guard who came to report had already been beaten to death by himself, how could he ask? Who could he ask? He was furious again!
He was extremely agitated. He was already holding his breath, but now he was even more furious!
Just when You Yehua was furious about such a bad thing, Qian Qiurong got the news from somewhere, saying that Luo Chen had a very close relationship with the Demon Clan Princess, and he even stayed at the Demon Clan Princess last night.
In the sleeping room, I don’t know what happened, she even broke her teeth.
"Feng Yuhen! If you dare to steal my man, this princess will never be done with you!"
Luo Chen did indeed stay in the Demon Clan's Princess' bedroom last night, but it was not that place as reported by the outside world. Instead, he was forcibly detained there in order to force him to take the initiative and get close to Qian Qiurong!
Luo Chen was almost angry. He wanted to ask, what on earth did he come to this ancient road for? He came to seek revenge! He came to seek opportunities to enter the Tao to compete with those monsters and compete for the status of the Emperor.
!Not for romance!
What is this? He sacrifices his appearance over and over again to seduce women, and he is also a princess of the Gods. He is really speechless, okay!
"You've done a good job. Qian Qiurong has already started checking you. Keep up the good work."
Hearing this, a burst of sweet and fishy smell almost burst out of his throat.
"Can you find someone else?" He almost gritted his teeth and said word by word, "I don't accept it!"
"Hmm?"
Feng Yuhen groaned, so he left Luo Chen in his bedroom for the night and gave him a night's reminder.
She reminded him bit by bit with her fists! Luo Chen woke up after being beaten, and when he left, he was obviously swollen.
He looked up to the sky and sighed, clenched his fists tightly together, and returned to his palace.
Take the initiative?
He was heartbroken, recovered briefly, changed his clothes, then turned around and left the palace, heading straight to the restaurant where Qian Qiurong lived.
As soon as he left the palace, Feng Xiao came to Feng Yuhen and asked in confusion: "Can this be done?"
"Can!"
Feng Xiao was still a little confused: "Is it too absurd and hasty? How about... making more preparations?"
"No, this gambling feeling will be more fun."
Feng Xiao shook his head and stopped mentioning this matter. Instead, he handed over the newly collected list of people who were qualified to compete for the Great Dao Guo position in front of Feng Yuhen.
"That's all. There are a few dark horses that have emerged from nowhere. Their strength should not be underestimated. Some of them have great opportunities, and their strength may be infinitely close to those of those few."
Feng Yuhen narrowed her eyes slightly. She lowered her head and glanced. A pair of devil eyes bloomed purple. After a long while, she said quietly: "There are a few more annoying bugs."
Feng Xiao coughed twice and secretly thought that this imperial sister was really ambitious. These were just a few bugs? He probably wouldn't be able to catch the ones above even if he took action himself.
"Sister Huang, aren't you going to compete? If you continue to wait like this, you will really create trouble."
"Don't worry, it's just a group of minions biting each other. No matter how happy they are, the ones who stand out in the end are still minions and can't become great people. Except for those few, no real characters have appeared.
Woolen cloth.
The opportunity is not enough, and the imperial status is not mature enough, how can we fight for it? Let me compete with those few bugs, but my face has not been lost to that extent!"
Okay, Feng Xiao smiled bitterly, said no more, turned around and left.
"Where are you going?"
Feng Xiao paused and replied: "Ninth brother has been in a bad mood these past few days. He went to Zhonggu Road to massacre a few sacred cities. He just came back. I'll go take a look."
"Nonsense!" Feng Yuhen's face was stern, and the eldest princess' posture suddenly exploded: "Have you finished what you are doing?"
Feng Xiao scratched his head and coughed twice: "Almost."
"Um?"
After saying yes, Feng Xiao almost knelt down and said with a bitter look on his face: "I'll leave it all to the second brother, there won't be any delay."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yuhen's eyes suddenly sharpened: "Now we know that he is your second brother? Don't you usually dislike him the most?"
"Ahem...this moment, that moment."
"Bastard! Lao Jiu, if you have nothing to do in the future, don't go there again. If you stifle yourself like that for a woman, what future will you have? I will give you a task. From now on, you will give all your attention to
All concentrated on Na Luo Chen.
Let me record his every move with a memory jade and report it every day."
"What?"
Feng Xiao thought that he was hearing hallucinations, and he was suddenly confused.
"Deaf? Do you need me to button it for you personally?"
Feng Xiao trembled and waved his hands in fear. He just wondered: "Before I came here, I happened to see him leaving the Demon Palace. He must have gone to pick up girls on your order, the elder sister. This... also needs to be burned?"
"Do you need me to repeat it again?"
Feng Xiao waved his hands repeatedly, how could he dare? He just felt a little resentful in his heart, thinking that he, the fourth prince of the Demon Clan, a figure with the level of a god of death, let him do this secretly. If this spread, wouldn't his reputation be ruined?
"Remember, you have to do this in person, and you must not expose it, do you understand?"
He doesn’t understand! He really doesn’t understand at all. What kind of madness does Sister Changhuang have?
Although I didn't understand in my heart, my actions and words were very dishonest. I nodded repeatedly and said, "I understand."
"Well, remember, report one day at a time, especially when the two of you are alone!"
Feng Xiao came out of the Demon Palace with a weird look on his face. For some reason, he always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't say what was wrong for a while.
In Wancheng Tower, Luo Chen "accidentally met" Qian Qiurong. The two hit it off and soon became familiar with each other.
When Feng Xiao found them, the two of them didn't know what they said. Qian Qiurong put one hand on Luo Chen's shoulder in an exaggerated manner, supporting half of his body, and covered his lower abdomen with the other hand.
, laughing beyond words.
Feng Xiao frowned as he watched, with a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.
After all, this Qian Qiurong was once the fiancée of his ninth brother. Even though the engagement had been terminated, when he suddenly saw this scene, he still felt a little angry in his heart.
However, he still hadn't forgotten the origin of his trip, so he quickly took out the memory jade and started recording it.
"Master Luo, you are so funny. I don't know how many times more interesting you are than those men who don't understand the charm."
The corners of Luo Chen's eyes twitched imperceptibly, but he quickly covered it up. He still acted indifferently, unmoved by external objects, and his fairy-like temperament was really attractive.
He is holding a white folding fan. He does not open the fan, but just holds it in his hand, which still gives people an air of elegance.
"The Thirteenth Princess is so complimentary."
His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and his demeanor was indifferent. He was neither too pretentious nor overbearing, and everything seemed so indifferent.
Feng Xiao nodded secretly, and his face looked a little better.
"Master Luo, are you going back to the Demon Palace tonight, or are you staying here overnight?"
After saying that, he closed the distance between the two again.
Holding the wine glass in his hand, Luo Chen suddenly turned around and raised it toward the window, which happened to be the restaurant opposite.
Qian Qiurong was a little puzzled by his move. She looked in the direction of the wine glass and couldn't help but narrow her eyes.
"The fourth prince of the demon clan, Feng Xiao?"
Luo Chen smiled and nodded, and shouted to the other side: "If the Fourth Prince is tired of watching, you might as well come over and have a drink."
Feng Xiao didn't expect that he would be discovered. He was embarrassed for a moment, but he quickly realized it and said cheerfully: "I didn't expect Brother Luo to be drinking here too. What a coincidence."
Luo Chen replied with a smile and did not expose it again.
Qian Qiurong, however, sneered mockingly. She stood up and walked to the window. Without looking at Feng Xiao's cold expression, she closed the window tightly and turned around and asked, "Master Luo, it seems that your life in the Demon Clan is not that satisfactory."
Woolen cloth."
Luo Chen still smiled and didn't say much else. After drinking another cup of tea, he stood up and clasped his fists: "It's getting late, Luo, I won't bother you too much and I'll take my leave."
It can be seen that his face is a little cold, and this kind of behavior that requires him to do things and monitors him secretly is really annoying.
It’s strange that his face looks good. (To be continued)