The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

The next morning, Yang Zizi went to find Mu Chenyi alone. Lun Shengshi was worried and insisted on following him, but was finally stopped by Yang Zizi.

"Don't worry, he won't hurt me. If I'm really in danger, I will convey my memory to you. It won't be too late for you to come by then." Yang Zizi said, but he always believed that Mu Chenyi would never hurt her. Looking for him was just to find out whether he really wanted to kill the angels again.

Lun Shengshi couldn't resist Yang Zizi, so he agreed to wait there.

But when Yang Zizi left, Lun Shengshi was still worried.

Yang Zizi came to an empty flat land and called out Mu Chenyi.

Mu Chenyi walked slowly from a distance. He looked much more vicissitudes, and the upright horns on his head couldn't make him look a little more energetic.

"Why, you clearly said that you would not hurt the angels again." Yang Zizi questioned him face to face. Although he saved Lun Shengshi, he wanted to kill the little messenger later, and he couldn't forgive him.

Xiaoshi is her child who she is willing to protect with her life! If anyone dares to touch him, she will definitely make the other person pay with her life.

"Zizi, what are you talking about? I don't understand?" Mu Chenyi was puzzled. Mu Chenyi was very happy to see Yang Zizi again, but he didn't expect that she would question him in such a tone when he saw her for the first time.

Yang Zizi was stunned for a moment. Mu Chenyi was not a person who would play dumb. Could it be him?

"A few days ago, a demon wanted to kill my son. Fortunately, Xijin rescued him in time, otherwise the eighteen levels of hell would be trampled into ruins by me." He couldn't imagine what the fate of Xiaoshi would be like if Xijin hadn't been there. She felt extremely scared just thinking about it.

"What did you say? A demon attacked you?" Mu Chenyi knew nothing about this matter. Even now, he didn't know what was going on. If Yang Zizi hadn't told him, he probably wouldn't know it in his life.

"You really don't know?" Yang Zizi asked puzzledly.

"If I knew, I wouldn't have wasted my words with you here." Mu Chenyi said anxiously.

Could it be that my father or someone else knew something, or that they had discovered that angels were beginning to exist in this world?

After all, Mu Chenyi was only the god of hell in the eighteen layers of hell. He could not govern the last layer because it was his father's territory. He had no right to interfere with any decision made by his father, nor could he rule all the demons in the next layer.

"It seems that you really don't know." Yang Zizi certainly believed him, because Mu Chenyi was a person who would not lie and disdained to lie, so there was no need for him to entangle and refuse to admit it.

"What's going on?" Mu Chenyi looked solemn. He was very worried that his father would know everything. At that time, no one could guarantee their safety.

However, it was understandable that it was only a matter of time before his father knew, and what decision he made was a principle that would never change.

Yang Zizi told Mu Chenyi in detail about the scene when the little messenger was attacked.

"It seems that it should be someone sent by my father." Mu Chenyi guessed, and in fact, he was very sure of his guess in his heart.

"Since your father already knows, the war between the demons and the blood race is inevitable." Yang Zizi said coldly.