Lan Yu closed her eyes and compromised, "What do you want to do?"

Bai Qingyue smiled: "Of course, what I say, what do you do."

Lan Yu secretly clenched his fists, disliking the feeling of being controlled by others, but when he thought of the poison on his body, he had to be cautious.

"it is good."

After a long time, he agreed with a hoarse voice.

The killing intent in his eyes was well concealed.

Bai Qingyue knew that he was only obedient on the surface, but it didn't matter, anyway, after entering the magic land, it would be a return to the bridge, even if he wanted to deliberately revenge, she would have a way to deal with him.

The two reluctantly reached a consensus with different thoughts.

But at this moment, the Demon Palace was extremely noisy.

"This ground fire has appeared so frequently in recent years, is there something strange in the demon land?"

Someone was talking quietly.

"The gates of the devil's land are opened every year, and strong people enter every year, but no one can bring back the earth's fire. If this continues, we may not be able to compare with the world of cultivating immortals." A minister showed his face. Worry.

"You are just worrying unfoundedly. The past is the past. The young master has returned to the demon world now, inheriting the rule of the demon gods. It is only a matter of time before the world of cultivating immortals is conquered."

The old man with a white beard snorted coldly, and looked up proudly.

As if talking about himself.

"The young master has been in the world of cultivating immortals for too long, and his cultivation has probably stagnated for many years."

A minister frowned, "Now there is a new heir to the Demon God, doesn't that explain anything?"

"It shows that Lord Demon God has a more desirable candidate in his heart."

The white-bearded old man choked, and his face turned red with anger, "That's just a savage who came out of nowhere, how dare you compare with the orthodox demons."

"Besides, the whereabouts of that person is still unknown, and it is still unknown whether he can be the general."

"Don't think that I don't know that your wild party is ambitious and wants to bring down our young master."

"The son of the Wei family is clearly a good-for-nothing trash, but you still want to think of him as a candidate for the demon god, which caused the demon god to be furious and injured all of us, and now my shoulder blades are still aching. "

"Looking at it now, you are nothing but clowns who can't make any big waves. In the final analysis, you are just jealous of our young master's talent."

The old man spoke quite sharply, and a series of Gatling cannons blocked the other party's speechless and ugly face.

Nan Gongque felt that he had been implicated, and his complexion was not very good.

After all, he was the one who insisted on sending Wei Quan to the Demon God Hall.

How could he have imagined that the second son of the Wei family was a waste who couldn't even control the demonic energy, but he was asked to cast a spell, but in the end he ignited the entire hall of the demon god.

The demon god who killed them was furious, and in a fit of anger, he released all his pressure and shook them all out. The gate was closed tightly, and no one is allowed to approach.

It can be seen that Lord Demon God has a great temper.

Wei Yan heard the old man mentioning himself, and his complexion was a little unsightly, and his eyes were slightly gloomy.

However, this emotion was aimed at Nangong Que.

If he hadn't insisted, how could the Wei family have made a big joke?

This account, regardless of whether Nangong Que recognizes it or not, he has written it down.

Nangong Yan leaned on the upper throne, watching the infighting below with a sleepy expression, without any emotion in his eyes.

There is nothing new about being noisy every day.

In the world of cultivating immortals, it is enough to listen to those Lao Shizi who understand the righteousness, but now they are still going back to the Demon Realm.

It's better to stay in the world of cultivating immortals to clean up.

His eyes were slightly closed, his chin was propped on his hands, and the lazy expression on his handsome face was clearly visible.

Nangong Que didn't know which tendon was cramping, and suddenly thought of him: "Imperial brother hasn't come back for a long time, so I don't think I know the situation of Demon Land yet."

Nangong Yan opened his eyes impatiently, looked over in his deep black eyes, his eyes were full of indifference: "I don't know, and I don't need to know."

He is not interested in this ghost thing, it is useless to mention it, and it is useless.

Nangong Que did not expect to see Nangong Que for 100 years, and Nangong Yan became more and more defiant.

Hearing the perfunctory in his words, Nangong Que gritted his teeth secretly, and said, "Imperial brother, you are the heir appointed by Lord Demon God, you must not be so lazy and slack."

Overtly and secretly, it is all because he does not have a motivated heart.

Nangong Yan raised his eyelids, squinted at Nangong Que, with a half-smile: "Brother Huang seems to be very concerned about me."

"There are many large and small sea areas in the Demon Realm, Brother Huang, why don't you think about how to stop the people from the Demon Realm from catching monsters in the sea."

It's purely idle, otherwise why would you stare at him every day.

Originally, I was tired of staying in the world of cultivating immortals, so I wanted to come back for a breath of fresh air, but I didn't expect it to be full of smog.

Nangong was tired of thinking about this, and his expression became more and more sleepy. He stood up, ignored Nangongque's extremely ugly face, and said calmly: "Let's go. Don't call me at this kind of meeting in the future, it's too noisy."

Everyone just watched his figure disappear in the hall.

Nangong Que's face was extremely gloomy, he stared coldly at the direction where Nangong Yan left just now, and secretly clenched his fists.

The fingernails were embedded in the palm of his hand, and blood oozed out. His face was almost distorted, and the jealousy in his heart almost burst out of his body.

Again.

Nangong Yan never gave him face in public, every time he came and left casually like this.

Even though he possesses such a good talent and status, he still behaves badly with peace of mind. A person like him is not worthy to be the master of the demon world at all!

Nangong Yan doesn't really care about being the master of the demon world or not.

This identity was originally given to him by the so-called demon god, and he had no intention of accepting it.

Let him follow the route established by others?Oh, no way.

He, Nangong Yan, has never been someone who can be manipulated by others.

The more they want him to take that position, he just doesn't want it.

Wouldn't it be too boring to ascend to the throne of Demon God according to their wish, and then lead the Demon Realm to flatten the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Therefore, as far as he is concerned, having one more Demon God candidate did not cause him a burden, on the contrary, it made him have more fun.

Those old guys in the Demon Realm haven't found the whereabouts of that person so far, which means that the person hides very deeply and is not a simple character.

He wanted to see what kind of abilities the other party had.

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