Under the snow, the white-haired old man turned his head and glanced. Zhuo Yuming suddenly felt an invisible shackle on his body, and his spiritual power could not move.

The Demon Lord waved his sleeves, and a spiritual power tilted down, covering Zhuo Yuming. In an instant, his entire person seemed to disappear between heaven and earth, and he could not sense any of his aura.

Shu Jinran, who broke through the eighth grade and broke the ban, obviously noticed that the old man with white hair on a small hill not far away, moved his body and turned into a stream of light and flew over.

"I have already become a divine artistic conception. What reason do you have to imprison me?"

The woman in white stood opposite the two of them, facing the famous demon lord, proudly facing her.

But he seemed to turn a blind eye to Zhuo Yuming who was so close to him, as if he could not see the existence of the young man in white in front of him. Zhuo Yuming smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that it must be the demon giant who had imposed some mysterious trick on him, obscuring Shu Jinran's vision.

Faced with the girl's questioning, the Demon Lord had no anger on his face and no emotional fluctuations in his words: "I was not trying to imprison you. You have already reached the opportunity to break the realm, but you can't break the barrier. Since you can't take this step by yourself, let me, the father, push you."

It seemed that he was extremely sensitive to the word "dad". The woman in white suddenly looked angry and said, "I said, you are not worthy of being my dad. You don't have to worry about my business."

The heroic and graceful demon lord still looked indifferent and said, "Even if you take your mother's surname Shu, you can't change the fact that you are my daughter in vain. What flows in your body is the blood of my Bai family."

Shu Jinran stopped talking, but just hated the peerless white-haired man in front of him.

The so-called "no father" is better than a father. The Demon Lord naturally knows what kind of personality his daughter is.

The two were silent for a moment, and the Demon Lord spoke again, breaking the stalemate.

"That boy has already arrived in Bingyuan Prefecture. I will give you half a month to bring him to the Demon Palace to see me. If he dares not come, or if you don't let him come, I will order all the Demon Palace members to chase him. When I see him, I will decide to agree with you. You don't have to think that you can go beyond me for a lifetime. As long as you are sure that he can save his life under my hands, you can try it."

His cold tone was as domineering as usual, and he was like a withdrawal of the words he had summoned her to Bingyuan State before.

Two years ago, at Xiaozhu, Jinghu, it was a message from this demon giant that made Shu Jinran and the other two come to Bingyuan Prefecture through storms.

At that time, the Demon Lord sent a message to Grandma Li only one short sentence: Come see me, or I will kill him.

This famous demonic communist, even if he talks to his only daughter, is equally domineering and cannot be argued about.

Shu Jinran, who thought she knew her father was so domineering, could only compromise for the sake of her sweetheart's life, obediently boarded a cross-state ferry with Sui Jin and Grandma Li, and traveled thousands of miles from Qixia Prefecture to Bingyuan Prefecture.

After the father and daughter met, it was still a situation like water and fire.

As fathers, they cannot let go of their majesty, and as daughters, they hate their father to the core. As soon as they open their mouths, they are full of gunpowder, and they will turn against each other in a few words.

The devil's communist, who is skilled in killing people, is far better than educating his children, has no choice but to use tough measures to imprison his daughter in a plum garden, and has set up a ban on her own. He is not allowed to go out without entering the eighth rank. He also forcibly ordered Grandma Li not to let her communicate with Zhuo Yuming, only to see and not to return.

Shu Jinran has long accepted his fate with this personal father's domineering behavior. Who made this unlucky man one of the five damn emperors?

It would be fine for me, but if Zhuo Yuming lost his life because he went against his will, she would probably live in regret and pain throughout her life.

The woman in white who had to bow her head in the face of the powerful said with a hatred: "Okay, but you must promise me not to hurt him. He is only in the realm of Cave Xuan, and the demons and monsters in the Demon Sect are making endless tricks. If I know that you instructed them to secretly take action, I will never forgive you again in my life."

The Demon Lord was still cold on his face, but nodded.

"I will restrain my disciples, and above the Earth Immortal, I must not attack that boy. But since the princess of the Demon Sect came to the door with her sweetheart, the boys below will inevitably be jealous, and it is inevitable that they will be provoked in private. If they can't even pass those guys who can't get on the table, they will not be qualified to be my son-in-law for nothing."

Shu Jinran was silent for a moment when she heard this, and finally nodded in recognition. Well, as long as there was no old immortal intervention in the realm of the Earth Immortal, even Zhuo Yuming could handle the magic cultivator in the Guizang Realm. She was still a little confident in her sweetheart's methods.

"You want me to take him to the Demon Palace just to meet him?"

Shu Jinran was always unable to let go of his moody father and couldn't help but test it again.

The Demon Lord looked unwilling and said coldly: "Since you have already made a secret promise, how can I, the father, not see him, and I will check you? Could it be that you really plan to never interact with me for the rest of your life?"

As his words were cold, a pressure aura was released, as if his daughter's alienation had truly angered the demonic communist.

Shu Jinran is probably the only eighth-grade martial artist in the world who dares to be cold-eyed in the atrocities of the Demon Lord.

Looking at the stubborn girl in front of her, it seemed to slowly coincide with the already blurred figure in her mind. The cold face of the Demon Lord softened slightly. The white-haired man who was always a little guilty about this only daughter softened a little: "In short, half a month later, I will take him to the Demon Palace to see me. I want to see for myself what kind of young man can win the favor of my daughter. If my character and cultivation are still acceptable, I will not make things difficult for him."

Shu Jinran, who knew that blindly confronting him would only get worse and worse, stopped saying a word, but just left a word and turned around and left.

Seeing a white-clothed manor flying up to the mountaintop manor, the demon giant sighed deeply. He looked at the man in white who had been watching the show, and his tone became a little cold and solemn: "I have finished watching the show, just say whatever I think."

As the Demon Lord moved his finger slightly, Zhuo Yuming felt that the shackles and restrictions on his body were evacuated and his body could move, but his breath was still blocked.

Zhuo Yuming just now watched the whole process of the conversation between the father and daughter in a close distance. He was very clear about Shu Jinran's previous words about his life experience, and roughly understood the current relationship between the father and daughter.

He finally understood why Feng Xing and others had persuaded him before. How could this son-in-law, who is the communist of the Demonic Taoist communist, be so easy to be.
Chapter completed!