Chapter 250 Rumors about the Demon Lord
When Su Lan brought Ye Qingyu, Qing Yi and others to the palace, they saw Mo Qitian sitting on a chair with a gloomy face. Opposite him were two people playing chess, who were the Demon Lord and the King of Buddhism.
"Master!" Qing Yi took a step forward and ran straight to his master.
When Mo Qitian saw his disciple coming, his expression immediately improved, but he still dodged and avoided his disciple's hug.
"Master, I miss you so much." Qing Yi didn't care about his master's avoidance. It was the same every time they met.
"Ahem." The Demon Lord and the Buddhist King stopped playing chess and looked over here.
"Master, nice to see you again. How is King Shi? Qing Yi is here to greet you." Qing Yi greeted him warmly, and then Ye Qingyu also greeted the Demon Lord, Mo Qitian and King Shi.
"Why are you so slow?" The Demon Lord was a little jealous that his disciple was so close to his master, while his own disciple always avoided him, and he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied in his tone.
"Master, you might not know this, but we met a girl named Muxue who was desperately looking for her lover. We're kindhearted people, and we couldn't bear to just walk away, so we spent a few days comforting her." Qing Yi's tone was full of teasing. The Demon Lord naturally understood, but Mo Qitian and the King of Buddhism were confused. What was Qing Yi talking about? What girl Muxue? How many more days of comfort?
"Ahem..." The Demon Lord looked at Qingfeng behind Ye Qingyu. Was this kid talking nonsense?
"Miss Muxue said that she would wait for her lover to come back to see her." When Qing Yi first entered the room, he saw that the master and the King of Buddhism were playing chess, leaving the master aside. He knew that the master must be unhappy, and he couldn't help but want to vent his anger for his own master.
"Who is Miss Muxue?" Ling Feng asked curiously. Why was Qing Yi so obsessed with Miss Muxue? Would this young prince be angry?
"Grand-disciple, master has a treasure for you. Come, follow me to get it." The Demon Lord wanted to pull Qing Yi out of the room without saying anything. Qing Yi quickly dodged and hid behind his master.
"Master, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I agree. That girl is very pretty!" Qing Yi said recklessly.
"You little bastard, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will hang you on a tree for a month!" The Demon Lord threatened. Qingfeng heard this from behind and realized that it was just as Qingyi said, this was how the Demon Lord threatened people.
"Hehe, who dares to touch my disciple, Mo Qitian!" Mo Qitian said coldly.
"..." The Demon Lord was a little depressed after being threatened by his own disciples. What unfilial disciples!
"Qing Yi, speak!" Mo Qitian saw the unnatural look on the Demon Lord's face and stopped Qing Yi from speaking. Something must have happened.
"Master, please don't say anything. I'm afraid you'll be angry." Qing Yi still hid behind his master and didn't dare to come out. He was not as fast as his master. If he didn't have his master to protect him, he would be caught by his master in a few moves.
"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!" Mo Qitian said sternly, secretly wondering if the old man had caused trouble?
"Um, Master, you see, that's not what I wanted to say. Master's orders are hard to disobey! I dare not disobey Master's orders!" Qing Yi looked at his Master with a wicked smile.
"Just say it if you want to. I haven't done anything shameful!" The Demon Lord sat down on the chair, picked up the teacup and drank the tea in gulps.
"Master, the man Miss Muxue loves is my master. I'm afraid you will have a 20-year-old master's wife in the future!" Qing Yi's words were shocking, and the Demon Lord spat out a mouthful of tea. He never expected that Qing Yi would dare to say that!
Mo Qitian and Shi Wang were also stunned and didn't say anything for a long time.
"Say it again!" Master Mo, who had a calm and powerful aura, suddenly showed a panic expression on his face and glared at his disciple.
"My master has..." Before Qing Yi finished his words, a teacup was thrown at his face. He didn't care. He saw his master stretched out his hand and caught the teacup steadily.
"What's the matter?" Mo Qitian asked.
"There's a woman!" Qing Yi blurted out loudly, and with a "bang", the table beside the Demon Lord was smashed to pieces by a palm.
"Qing Yi!" Seeing that Qing Yi had really angered the Demon Lord, Ye Qingyu quickly spoke out.
"Is this true?" Mo Qitian looked at the Demon Lord and asked coldly.
"How can this be possible! This kid is talking nonsense! I don't even know Mu Xue!" After the Demon Lord said this, he left angrily.
"Hey, Senior!" Seeing this, King Shi hurriedly followed him out. He made the old man angry again. Qing Yi was really something. Even if the Demon Lord really did this, how could he say it in front of so many people? Anyone would feel humiliated! Besides, this old man is over a hundred years old.
"Master, it's true. My master met a girl in a brothel..."
"Brothel?" Mo Qitian was shocked again. His unreliable master was already so old, and not only did he want to find a mistress for him, but she was also a brothel girl?
"Qing Yi, be quiet, I'll do the talking." Ye Qingyu couldn't bear to listen any longer, fearing that Qing Yi would anger Sect Leader Mo again.
"Hey, Xiaoye, let me tell you." Qingyi certainly didn't want to give up this good opportunity.
"Be quiet." Ye Qingyu glared at Qing Yi. This kid did it on purpose. Although Miss Muxue had some interest in Senior Demon Lord, the Demon Lord had nothing to do with her. But after Qing Yi said that, it would be easy to misunderstand that the Demon Lord was lingering in the brothel and had an affair with the women there.
"Master Mo, this is what happened." Ye Qingyu told Mo Qitian what happened in Henan.
Mo Qitian understood, that's what was going on. In fact, in his childhood memories, he often saw his master drinking with a beautiful woman. Mo Qitian couldn't help but frown, thinking: Qing Yi, this kid, is going to make this old man angry to death again.
But he couldn't blame his beloved apprentice, so he said, "Well, Ling Feng, go get the magic flute."
"Yes, Master!" Ling Feng accepted the order and thought that this trip to Jiangnan was not in vain. He actually heard such explosive gossip. He would go back and tell Protector Beichen that he was going to have a housewife.
The false rumor spread like wildfire, and when the Demon Lord returned to the Demon Sect again, everyone in the Demon Sect knew that the old leader had married a stunning woman from the Great Chu.
"Senior, please don't be angry. Qingyi has always been like this and speaks without thinking." King Shi followed behind the Demon Lord and persuaded him.
"Hmph! I, the Demon Lord, have lived for over a hundred years in vain. My disciple is unfilial, and neither are my grandchildren!" The Demon Lord was really angry. He walked towards his room to pack his things. He was too embarrassed to live in Prince Shi's Mansion!
"Senior, Mo Qitian still respects you in his heart. He is just a patient person and doesn't want to say anything out loud." How could King Shi let the Demon Lord be angry and leave, so he tried to persuade him with bitter words.
"I raised him up, so shouldn't I know what kind of bad temper he has? I wanted to come here to get along with him, but look at him, he either gives me a bad face or hides from me! Forget it, just pretend that I don't have this disciple! I won't bother him in the future!" The more the Demon Lord spoke, the more disappointed he felt. He was envious of how well the Martial Saint and the Northwest King Chu Lang, the master and disciple, got along, so he rushed to the Jiangnan Shi Wang Mansion to look for his disciple. However, he got a cold shoulder, as Mo Qitian didn't want to pay any attention to him at all!
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