Chapter 73
The mind-eating demon knelt down, kowtowed, and took the blame, begging for the decision, and the whole process went smoothly.
The Silver-faced Demon Lord, who was standing next to the corpse, shook the blood off his hands. His tone was cold and his impatience was visible to the naked eye.
"Are you dead?"
The Silver-faced Demon Lord said coldly: "When you really die, I will make the decision for you."
Heart Eater: “…”
The mind-eater choked.
He knew that this Demon Lord didn't care about things, but he didn't expect that this Demon Lord would ignore him like this!
Since he doesn't care about the affairs of the Demon Realm or his subordinates, the Mind-Eating Demon can't understand why this guy is so bored that he comes here to seize the position of the Demon Lord?
"Get out of here."
The Silver-faced Demon Lord was still in a rage. He didn't want to see any demon at the moment.
The mind-eating demon was driven out, looking unhappy.
He stood at the gate of the Demon Palace, thought about it, and decided not to leave.
Zhu Yi has quite a large number of demons under his command.
He went out and was chased and caught again.
"How stupid."
Just as the Heart Eater was refusing to leave the Demon Palace, an old man's weathered voice suddenly rang out, "If you can't even solve this little problem, I'll be at a disadvantage if I take over your body."
"If you don't want to take it, why didn't you return my body to me before?"
"Of course I am still useful."
The old man didn't feel guilty at all. He even said confidently, "If you hadn't rashly tried to snatch it from me, I wouldn't have let them run away."
The mind-eating demon was not fooled by him.
"Don't talk nonsense to me. I advise you not to make me angry. If you make me angry, I will send you to the gate of Lintian Sect."
"You must be the one who asked the Lintian Sect to offer a huge reward."
Although the mind eater is not particularly smart, it is not completely brainless.
He already knew the old man's identity.
The two were arguing at the door. On the other side, Ming Qiao, who had failed to catch the monster, sat on the stool with a puffy face.
"My young master, the Heart Eater has gone to the Demon Palace. He must be going to look for you."
"Can you beat His Majesty?"
Ming Qiao distributed the snacks piled on the table in front of him to the demons while asking them.
"I am incompetent and cannot defeat you, Your Majesty."
"Alas, it's not that you are incompetent, it's that he is too awesome."
Ming Qiao had a good idea of the strength of the No. 1 demon that he wanted to catch.
He did not make things difficult for his subordinates and only asked them to continue keeping a close eye on the Mind Eater.
"Your Majesty can't defeat it, but the Heart Eater Demon must be able to defeat it!"
"I want to catch him!"
"Yes, I will definitely catch him."
Holding the snacks given by the little master, the demons looked loyal.
Ming Qiao commands his demons to capture the heart-eating demon every day, and Zhu Yi is also aware of this action.
He is neither blind nor deaf, so it is impossible that he does not know what happened.
However, he knew about it but did not intervene.
He just said to Weiwei with a smile: "Little Fatty Qiao is quite smart. He knows how to cut the grass and root it out."
At the beginning, it was the Heart Eater who wanted to harm Ming Qiao.
Now, Ming Qiao seized the opportunity and immediately fought back, without hesitation to wipe out the root of the problem.
This initiative and courage made Zhu Yi very satisfied.
With his eyes slightly lowered, he agreed at the right time: "Ming Qiao is indeed very smart. He is the smartest little demon cultivator I have ever seen."
A slight agreement made Zhu Yi feel happier.
He smiled and said, "You haven't had a rest for a long time. After the family recognition banquet is over, go and have a rest."
"Thank you, sir."
Zhu Yi prepared a family reunion banquet and invited all the important demons in the demon world.
Most of the demons on the Hundred Demon Chart received his invitation.
The Heart Eater didn’t receive it.
Ming Qiao wouldn't let him send it.
Zhu Yi thought about the little Fat Joe who was becoming more and more demanding, and there was a smile in his eyes.
"Fat Joe, Fat Joe."
He's yelling again.
Ming Qiao, who was still busy outside, heard the sound and rushed in with his short legs.
Although he has risen from a worker to a master, he still cares about Zhu Yi very much.
He knew that he could be so awesome now, all thanks to Zhu Yi.
Therefore, he still regarded Zhu Yi as his boss.
"I'll do the spicy thing!"
Ming Qiao rushed in and stopped in front of Zhu Yi.
He checked Zhu Yi's cup and it was not full.
The plate on the table is empty.
He rushed to the side like a gust of wind, fetched some water, and poured the hot water for Zhu Yi.
Then, instead of going to the small kitchen to get food, he grabbed a bunch of pastries that he thought were delicious from his storage ring.
After filling up the water and food, Ming Qiao clenched his chubby fists and started to massage Zhu Yi's back again.
"Godfather, are you comfortable?"
“It’s so comfortable.”
Zhu Yi took a sip of hot water, ate a bite of pastry, then relaxed his back and enjoyed the back massage. He was so comfortable that his eyes narrowed.
"Fatty Joe, are you busy tonight?"
"Um, what's up?"
"I have something to do. I need to send an invitation to Your Excellency. I can take you for a tour of the Demon Palace."
"The Demon Palace is much bigger than where I am, and the scenery inside is pretty nice too."
"Isn't Your Excellency in seclusion?"
Ming Qiao still remembered this. The Demon Lord that Zhu Yi had mentioned before was in seclusion.
Thinking that the Bad Demon Lord was still in seclusion practicing, Ming Qiao was so anxious that he wanted to blow up the place where he was in seclusion.
The Demon Lord is already very powerful. If we allow him to continue practicing, won’t he become even more powerful?
How can we catch the Demon Lord who has become even more powerful?
Now, hearing that the Demon Lord had come out of seclusion, Ming Qiao clenched his fists, put on a stern face, and said solemnly in a baby voice: "I'm going."
He wants to find out the truth!
"Godfather, can you bring my brother with you?"
Ming Qiao not only wanted to go alone, he also wanted to take You Qing with him.
With You Qing around, Ming Qiao felt that she would feel more secure.
"Okay."
Zhu Yi didn't object. He had never objected to most of Ming Qiao's requests.
Soon, it was time to go deliver the invitations with Zhu Yi.
Before this, Ming Qiao went to find You Qing first.
"Brother, we are going to see the Demon Lord soon, are you afraid?"
"No."
You Qing was quite curious about the Demon Lord. The previous Demon Lord had caused a lot of blood and gore, and the reason why the Lintian Sect frequently sent out undercover agents was also because of the previous Demon Lord.
The personality of this successor Demon Lord is completely different from that of the previous one.
Although he had done a lot of evil things according to rumors, You Qing had carefully considered it -
These evil things simply cannot stand up to scrutiny.
For example, there is a rumor that the Silver-faced Demon King is extremely lustful and has raped many women.
There is also a rumor that the Silver-faced Demon King is incapable of sexual intercourse, so he has a perverted temper and will kill others when he sees them being affectionate.
You Qing had heard a lot of these rumors.
"Brother, I'm a little nervous."
Facing the Demon Lord who was rumored to be full of evil, Ming Qiao was nervous and expectant, but also a little scared.
You Qing picked him up and rested his forehead against his.
"Don't be nervous, Duoduo, Zhu Yi and I are here."
"We're all here, you'll be safe."
With You Qing's comfort, Ming Qiao's nervousness disappeared unconsciously.
The two little ones held hands and went to find Zhu Yi.
"Come here, Fatty Joe, and change your clothes again."
Zhu Yi waved her hand and asked Ming Qiao to follow Weiwei to change clothes.
Today is the first time that Zhu Yi brings Fat Joe to see the Demon Lord. Zhu Yi wants the Demon Lord to have a good look at how good-looking his Fat Joe is.
He remembered that the Demon Lord had no interest in matters between men and women. Even though he held a high position, he didn't even have a Demon Queen.
There is no queen of demons, and no prince.
This Demon Lord is completely a lonely man.
Zhu Yicun wanted to show off, so Mingqiao was dressed up extra grandly this time.
He was still wearing a small dress that exposed his shoulders and legs, but the material of the dress was visibly luxurious.
The accessories he wore were all beautiful.
As soon as Ming Qiao came out after being dressed up, Zhu Yi hugged him in her arms with satisfaction.
“It looks very nice.”
Zhu Yi praised him generously: "You are worthy of being my son, Zhu Yi."
Ming Qiao was dressed beautifully and her hair was curled fashionably.
He looked at himself in the mirror and felt a little embarrassed.
With Zhu Yi's guidance, Ming Qiao and You Qing successfully entered the Demon Palace.
In front of the Demon Palace, Zhu Yi smelled the scent of the Mind-Eating Demon.
He glanced around without stopping.
In the main hall of the Demon Palace.
The bodies and the blood were gone.
The Silver-faced Demon Lord was leaning on a high seat with his head tilted back and his eyes closed.
He didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhu Yi followed the demon servant's instructions and walked into the hall.
The reason he came in to ask for a meeting was that he missed His Majesty and wanted to have dinner with Him.
This title sounds fake.
"Your Majesty."
Zhu Yi himself did not feel disgusted by the hypocrisy of his excuse, he walked into the hall holding the soft baby in his arms.
"I came here to give you something."
Zhu Yi freed up one hand and waved the invitation card in front of the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord ignored him.
Zhu Yi was used to his style, so after putting the baby down in his arms, he said to himself: "This is the invitation to the family recognition banquet. I want to adopt the little demon cultivator in my arms as my godson."
"I am serious about this matter. I hope Your Excellency will do me the honor of attending the banquet."
The fact that Zhu Yi wanted to adopt a godson finally gave the Silver-faced Demon Lord, who had his eyes closed, a hint of interest.
He sat up straighter, and asked maliciously and mockingly in a cold tone that only people in the demon world would use: "Are you looking for a substitute son?"
Zhu Yi, a single father, was possessed by a demon because of his lost baby.
The Demon Lord knew it even more clearly that he had already become mentally ill because of this baby.
"A baby is a baby, and Fatty Joe is Fatty Joe. I can tell the difference."
Zhu Yi smiled slightly and said, "Little Fatty Qiao is not a substitute for the baby."
Fat Joe.
These three words gave the Demon Lord on the high seat a sudden ominous premonition in his heart.
He gripped the edge of the seat with his hands, said nothing more, and looked at Zhu Yi who was standing under the seat.
And, the baby in Zhu Yi's arms.
The cub held by Zhu Yi, although his clothes and hair were completely changed, but this pretty little face and this chubby little body made the Demon Lord on the seat extremely sure -
This guy is my own son!
The Silver-faced Demon Lord Wu Ye recognized his own son and fixed his eyes on his son.
He gripped the edge of the seat so hard that the veins on the back of his hands popped out.
"You want to acknowledge him as your son?"
Wu Ye suppressed his anger and asked coldly.
"That's right."
Zhu Yi smiled and replied: "I want to announce to the entire demon world that from now on, he is my son."
"Does his father agree?"
"His own father didn't keep an eye on him, which shows that this father is a waste."
Zhu Yi said: "It's better not to have a father like this."
"Yes, I do!"
When he heard Zhu Yi say bad things about his father, Fatty Qiao, who was a little nervous at first, tried hard to overcome his nervousness and started talking: "My father is in seclusion, I want my father's."
"Don't say bad things about my father!"
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more."
Zhu Yi also knew that the little guy still missed his biological parents, so he readily changed the subject.
Looking at the two people, one adult and one child, talking at the table, Wu Ye was about to faint with anger.
"Zhu Yi, put him down."
"Um."
Zhu Yi brought the cub here because she wanted the Demon Lord to take a look at it.
Now that the Demon Lord had finished reading, he didn’t continue to hold her.
He put the cub down, rubbed its head, and whispered, "Go ahead, take a walk."
"good."
Ming Qiao nodded, took You Qing's hand, turned around and left.
He felt that the Demon Lord on the seat was always looking at him.
He was looked at a bit helpless
I felt at a loss, yet somewhat familiar.
Ming Qiao held You Qing's hand and walked out of the hall.
As soon as the two little ones went out, they started talking about the Demon Lord.
“I can’t see the face.”
Ming Qiao said to You Qing: "The mask he wore covered his face."
The Demon Lord on the high seat was wearing a mask and his figure was hidden in the black fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
The voice of his voice was a voice Ming Qiao had never heard before.
But Ming Qiao felt a strange feeling when listening to this unfamiliar voice.
"Brother, I, I feel a little familiar."
I didn't see the face, I didn't see the figure, and I had never heard such a voice.
But Mingqiao just felt that he was a little familiar.
You Qing was also thinking.
While thinking, he replied to Ming Qiao: "Let's observe for a while. Oh, and let's go around the Demon Palace."
"If we want to attack the demon world in the future, it will be helpful to know the terrain here."
"Um!"
When Ming Qiao heard You Qing say this, he immediately became interested.
He walked around the huge magic palace, trying to draw a map.
But after walking for an unknown amount of time, Ming Qiao still couldn't draw a map.
Time passes by little by little.
As night fell, lights were lit up throughout the Demon Palace.
The red lanterns illuminated the magic palace like day.
Ming Qiao and You Qing were also called to eat.
When they passed by, Zhu Yi had a wound on his face and several wounds on his body.
It was obvious that he and the Demon Lord had a fight.
Ming Qiao saw Zhu Yi's injury, ran over, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Does it hurt?"
"pain."
Zhu Yi sat on a low chair with an expression of pain.
Seeing this, Ming Qiao pouted and blew on his wound.
The scene of him inflicting wounds on Zhu Yibuki caught the eyes of Wu Ye, who was wearing the vest of the Demon Lord, and made Wu Ye so jealous that his teeth were about to break.
Damn it.
He should have let Zhu Yi die just now!
"Thanks Fat Joe, Godfather doesn't feel any pain anymore."
Zhu Yi and Fatty Qiao were performing the act of loving father and filial son, and Wu Ye, their biological father, was gritting his teeth as he watched.
After Ming Qiao blew on the wound, he also sat down.
He touched his stomach and asked in confusion, "When do we eat?"
Zhu Yi said she brought him here for dinner.
He hasn't had a single bite of food yet.
Wu Ye could hear Ming Qiao's soft voice clearly.
He cleared his throat and told the demon servant to start serving the food.
When the food was served, Ming Qiao looked down, his face a little dazed.
“They are all my favorites.”
These dishes are Mingqiao’s favorite.
You Qing also discovered this.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the Demon Lord not far away.
During the meal, Ming Qiao took the initiative to talk to the Demon Lord.
He talked to the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord responded to him.
What both of them said was just meaningless nonsense.
For example, Ming Qiao asked, "Are you called Demon Lord? Don't you have a name?"
Wu Ye, who didn't want to be caught by his son, could only lie: "I have a name, but my name is not nice."
Ming Qiao said “Oh”.
He then asked, "You live in such a big place by yourself? Can you fit it all in?"
“There’s no room for everyone.”
Wu Ye answered again, and after he finished answering, he said, "There are many vacant rooms in the Demon Palace, you can stay here tonight."
"It just so happens that there will be a performance at the Demon Palace tonight."
Now that his son is here, although Wu Ye cannot recognize him, he can still get something new for his son to see.
He prepared a lot of programs for Mingqiao to watch.
Mingqiao is still young after all, and he still wants to see something fun.
Zhu Yi had stayed overnight in the Demon Palace before, so he did not refuse the Demon Lord's invitation to stay overnight.
Soon, the performance outside began.
Ming Qiao and You Qing went to see the performance.
Zhu Yi stayed where he was and didn't go over to take a look.
He only said provocatively to the Demon Lord who was still looking at him: "Your Majesty, if you don't like me, I can fight with you again."
Zhu Yi completely regarded the conflict between the two people in the hall as the Demon Lord's jealousy of herself.
Now that he has a child, the Demon Lord has nothing.
He firmly believed that the Demon Lord must be jealous of him!
From a certain perspective, his guess was correct.
But he guessed wrong.
The Demon Lord beat him not only out of jealousy but also out of anger.
The night is getting darker.
While Ming Qiao and You Qing were watching the show, Wu Ye also completely figured out why his son came here.
It turns out that they were all brought in by the Mind Eater.
He thought about the Mind Eater who was still outside the Demon Palace, and with an expressionless face he asked someone to call the Mind Eater in.
Before calling the Heart Eater in, Wu Ye went to look at his son.
Ming Qiao couldn't recognize his father. When he saw the masked Demon Lord, he hid backwards.
Wu Ye: “…”
Wu Ye's desire to kill the mind-eating demon became even stronger.
He turned around and no longer appeared in Mingqiao's sight.
At the same time, the Mind Eater was also brought in.
"Your Majesty, did you see the child that Zhu Yi brought in?"
"He is not a little demon cultivator, he is a young disciple of the Lintian Sect."
The mind eater informed again.
After he informed on the secret this time, the Demon Lord didn't let him go.
The Demon Lord stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck.
The author has something to say:
Dad: Urgent, urgent, urgent, very urgent!
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