Wan Minsheng couldn't even believe what he saw with his eyes.

Just when he just entered, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of him, and he flew up from the ground, quickly circled around Wan Minsheng, and then stopped in front of Wan Minsheng's eyes, looking at Wan Minsheng with his round eyes,

The little eyes were full of doubts, but there was also a rare and inexplicable closeness.

In my little heart, I was a little confused. I seemed to feel that... this old man with a white beard was very nice, kind and lovable. From the bottom of my heart, I felt a little kind.

"Jiji."

His little eyes wandered, hesitating, he flapped his wings, flew up again, looked at Wan Minsheng from above, then flew down, squatted on the ground, looked at Wan Minsheng from bottom up, then turned behind Wan Minsheng to look at his back.

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Finally, he returned to Wan Minsheng again and stopped in mid-air to look hard.

"Jiji?"

Xiaoxiao called out hesitantly.

I don’t know him at all, but somehow I feel a little familiar with him!

This made Ben Jinwu say a little confused.

Whoosh.

Xiaoxiao fluttered his wings and flew to Wan Minsheng's shoulder. He tried it, and jumped on his three legs slightly uneasily. Then he seemed to feel that it was safe here, and then he squatted down on Wan Minsheng's shoulder and put his head in it.

Under the wings, I actually started to take a nap...

Wan Minsheng looked at Xiaoxiao blankly.

Zuo Xiaoduo also looked at Xiaoxiao blankly.

Apart from myself, I have never seen Xiaoxiao show such kindness to anyone.

He didn't even say hello to his mum, but it fell directly on Wan Minsheng's shoulders?

Does this mean that there is a new person, but the old person is no longer there?

Go back and grab him, hang him up and spank him.

Wan Minsheng turned his head suddenly, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo with deep-set eyes, lowered his voice, and said full of shock and uncertainty: "Seventh...Seventh Prince?!"

Zuo Xiaoduo rolled his eyes and tried to deny it: "What seventh prince? This is obviously my baby."

As if to prove Zuo Xiaoduo's words, Xiaoxiao raised his head and sweetly called out: "Mama!"

"Hey!" Zuo Xiaoduo smiled gleefully.

It turns out that because there is a new person, mom has been forgotten, and it suddenly becomes obvious!

Great comfort to the old man.

Wan Minsheng's already stiff body became even stiffer.

His face, which had not shown any emotion in millions of years, was now twitching at the corners of his mouth, and the muscles on his face were twitching and cramping.

I must be old and confused...

My old eyesight is so dim that I can't even hear...

Or maybe, this is actually an illusion?

This should be an illusion, right? It’s not real, right?

Instantly, a divine thought full of contempt came from high in the sky. This thought conveyed a very clear meaning: "Is this old man a fool? Why are you here? Just pretending to be an idiot?"

Wan Minsheng raised his head stiffly, his eyes bright.

Just look at a flash of red light on the other side, moving across the sky, brilliantly filled with the aura of domination and the power of an emperor.

A stream of demonic energy so pure that it was primitive was stirring in the air.

"Gah!"

Wan Minsheng suddenly opened his mouth.

Can't get together.

This...isn't this the Emperor Wa's Sword?

His Majesty the Emperor Wa’s sword?

Why are you here?

The seventh prince is here, and the Emperor Wa's sword is also here.

It's nonsense to have old eyesight. You shouldn't have seen it wrong once, let alone twice in a row?!

Then this place... is definitely not an illusion. An illusion cannot be so real!

Unless it was an illusion set up by a saint, it would be possible for a semi-saint level expert like myself to be trapped in it, confused and unconscious!

But could Zuo Xiaoduo be a saint?

At least, not now!

When Wan Minsheng looked further into the distance, he saw two Qiyun Mountains standing opposite each other in the distance, with an almost endless far space between them...

Wan Minsheng felt only endless chaos in his mind, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

His body was swaying, and he held his forehead with his hands: "Old man...I want to be quiet."

Zuo Xiaoduo was startled, and hurriedly and considerately pulled out a chair and helped Wan Minsheng sit down.

After Wan Minsheng sat down, he still felt dizzy and was breathing heavily.

There is no other reason, it’s really shocking!

How could the seventh prince of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, who had been hiding under his own branches and leaves for a long time and escaped with his life, admit his mistake?

How could you not recognize the Emperor Wa's sword who once commanded all the demons in the world and directed hundreds of millions of demon clansmen at the sword's edge without ever returning?

I remember back then, when the empress appeared alone, thousands of mountains bowed their heads, and thousands of rivers worshiped her; none of the billions of monsters dared to move; no one disrespected the kings of the heavens, and all the kings of all races bowed their heads!

When Emperor Wa's sword comes out, the mountains and rivers move and the sky turns red!

I remember that once the empress appeared and drove forward, the Emperor Wa's Sword opened the way in front. The sword's light shone for nine days, its brilliance was unparalleled. Behind her, there was a vast and boundless force that seemed to drown the world together with excitement and joy, and she followed devoutly.

Countless demon clans!

It wasn't until the queen's interest subsided and she didn't want to play anymore that she disappeared without a trace.

Only then could peace be restored between heaven and earth.

How majestic is that?

How graceful and noble he is, his supreme elegance that dominates the world.

Even the two Demon Emperors must bow their heads when they see His Majesty Emperor Wa, and even the Three Pure Ones must treat him with courtesy.

Wan Minsheng is a little panicked.

Now, the seventh prince of the demon clan is here.

The Empress’s Emperor Wa sword is also here!

This Zuo Xiaoduo was sent here by Zhu Rong Zuwu!

What kind of foundation does this kid have? Although he has unparalleled luck, he is too complicated, right?!

Wahuangjian's consciousness passed into Zuo Xiaoduo's mind with some disdain: "Isn't this the grasshopper? Now there are actually five people and six people hanging around?"

There was something condescending about his tone.

Zuo Xiaoduo rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Who asked you to come out to scare people? You can only break a sword, how can you show off your strength? Just go ahead and do what you have to do!"

Wahuang Jian spat angrily and said: "What kind of world... A broken grass can actually become a semi-saint. How did you obtain the immeasurable merit? Don't you intend to become a saint with merit... This is simply... what?

The way of the world..."

"Becoming a saint through merit is difficult to gather, easy to disperse and disappear. It is almost the most difficult method of becoming a saint. It cannot be obtained by those who are not lucky enough, and their own fighting power is meager. Even if they really become a saint, they will only be a quasi-sage at most.

Levels of combat power... but what's the point of breaking a piece of grass? What kind of world is this..."

Wa Huangjian murmured to himself, very dissatisfied and angry.

It's just that these four words, "What kind of world", were said over and over again dozens of times, and then he finally stopped talking.

His indignation and resentment, which he wished he could replace, simply overflowed into the sky.

Then with a whoosh, it flew back to the top of the mountain of the demon clan's Qi Veins, emitting endless shadows, majestic and slowly falling. For a moment, it seemed that countless golden lights fell from the sky, and a sword was right in the middle, infinite majesty, infinite

of solemnity.

Clang!

It was inserted at the top of the mountain, and the sword emitted thousands of rays of light, illuminating the heaven and earth.

Well, in short, I am using all my strength to pretend to be an extremely high-end and classy pussy at all costs!

Wan Minsheng gasped for breath for a long time, and finally reacted. He stood up and walked forward quickly, saluting respectfully towards the Emperor Wa's sword: "Grasshopper, see you, Lord Thirteen! I'd like to ask how your Majesty, Emperor Wa, is doing."

Clang!
To be continued...