Hua Chao stayed in the Mozu for a while, and found that the Mozun was not very close to her, and she felt more and more disappointed.
Relying on his identity as the father-in-law of the demon king, the demon king actually assembled a group of troops to start a war against the demon clan.
When Hua Chao heard the news, he hurried to the junction of demons and demons, only to find that the demon king stood calmly by the side.
"Jong Qi! You have taken my position! Now this king announces to sever ties with you, and I will never have a daughter like you again!" The Yao Dynasty shouted across.
Opposite stood a white-faced man in white clothes with a soft face. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "I have no skills and I want to stay in the position of the demon king! If it weren't for the existence of our king, you, an old bastard, would be on top!" stay How long!"
"You are bold!" the demon king yelled angrily, "You little monster with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, you don't know how you will die later! I advise you to surrender immediately, and this king will accept you again regardless of past suspicions!"
"They've all been kicked out of their posts and returned to the king. The king keeps yelling. How can an old man be so shameless? With your shame, you should have abdicated long ago." The man in white babbled. , speak bluntly.
"Damn it! Beat that little demon to death!" The demon king was furious, pointing at Wusha and cursing.
The demon clansmen behind the demon king glanced at the demon king, who nodded slightly before someone stood up and flew towards Wusha opposite.
Before the demon could fly over, a gust of cold wind rushed out from behind Wu Sha, blowing the demon into the air.
Mozun's eyes lit up, and he looked behind Wu Sha expectantly.
Sure enough, a woman in black came in style, her hair fluttering and her clothes fluttering like a fairy under the moon.
Mozun smiled subconsciously, Hua Chao's heart twitched when he saw this scene.
Why did Bei Shuo look at Rong Qi so intently?
"What's the trouble? I'm so annoying." Zhao Miaomiao frowned, she was enjoying the breeze and sunshine with Qingluan.
Just heard that Wusha came to report that someone was causing trouble, and the meeting couldn't be stopped day by day?
"You are defeated, aren't you tired of working?" Zhao Miaomiao looked at Mo Zun coldly, with a bad tone.
"It's none of my business, it's your father who's looking for trouble for you." The Demon Lord shrugged his shoulders, his brows relaxed, and his eyes were smiling.
"My father is dead." Zhao Miaomiao said angrily.
"You rebellious girl!" The demon king was so angry that he wanted to go to heaven, and he beat her regardless. He didn't realize that the Mozu people behind him were motionless.
"Noisy." Zhao Miaomiao picked out his ears, moved his fingers slightly, and the demon king was knocked to the ground by a strong wind.
"Wow" spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Wang, this old thing is so unusable, how can I trouble you to do it? Little one, go." Wusha smiled, and her eyes were cold.
"Go," Zhao Miaomiao nodded, took out a bell from her arms, put it in Wu Sha's hand, and said, "Use this thing well. Have fun."
The pattern on the surface of the bell is a lotus flower, which is exactly the lotus mist bell.
Zhao Miaomiao listened to him, and explained the exercises of Ling Dang, and Wusha's eyes lit up even more.
Nodding again and again, "The little demon knows, let him know how powerful it is."
The Mozun looked at the little white face and Zhao Miaomiao's close behavior on the opposite side, and couldn't help feeling a little angry in his heart, seeing that little white face was a bit displeasing to the eye.
Wusha recited the mantra silently, picked up the bell and threw it towards the Demon King. The bell grew bigger and bigger, hanging over the demon king's head. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com