Ming Teng's snake pupils shrank slightly and his fingertips trembled.
Just thinking of Fu Yu, he couldn't suppress the dangerous thoughts in his heart.
How could a dignified Demon Lord have such dirty thoughts about his own master?
It's simply outrageous!
Ming Teng took a deep breath and maintained his composure on the surface.
"The heavenly tribulation has not yet come true, so we cannot jump to conclusions."
"The Demon Lord is wise."
"However, these villains from the Immortal Clan really need to be taught a lesson. Otherwise, they still think that I am a weak and vulnerable paper tiger.
Ming Teng waved his hand towards Ling Xiao and said, "I'll leave this to you."
"I will definitely fulfill my mission."
Ling Xiao knelt on one knee.
He knew why the Demon Lord would feel compassion for the people in the fairy world.
The Demon Lord just spoke for the people in the Immortal Realm, but it was only because Xian Yu helped the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord and his wife have a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment.
It is different for the savior himself.
This is the limit of what the Demon Lord can do to Yu.
When the battle between immortals and demons comes, the Demon King will definitely show no mercy.
"There's one more thing."
Ming Teng took out a piece of cloth from his arms and handed it to Ling Xiao.
"You are good at finding people. Find out where this person is."
Ling Xiao had no doubt that he was looking for clues to the heavenly tribulation, so he used his dog nose to sniff carefully, almost absorbing all the fragrance from the fabric.
Ling Xiao's face was gloomy.
He raised his hand and quickly gathered the cloth, folded it carefully, and put it in his arms.
This was the gauze he had stolen from his master's closet. Every night he had to smell it, touch it, and even bite it before he could fall asleep.
Now, it almost smells like this paper dog's saliva.
Ling Xiao closed his eyes, the paper spun around, and his head suddenly stopped to the right rear.
"It's the Tianshan Cold Pond, this smell..."
Before he could finish, Ming Teng disappeared without a trace.
"In order to maintain his position as a demon and protect the demon world, the Demon Lord spared no effort in searching for the Heavenly Tribulation."
Ling Xiao was so moved that he shed tears. When the water stains were about to wet the paper dog head, he quickly wiped them off and sniffed.
"I will also work hard to complete the mission of the Demon Lord."
He encouraged himself and stared at Fang Qi in Ningguang Mansion, with a charming red light in his eyes.
"Hypocritical fairy boy, prepare to die!"
The sun sets.
The top of the Tianshan Mountains, which is extremely cold all day long, is covered with a faint glow, and the water vapor emitted by the cold pool shrouds the surroundings.
It was foggy, like a dream.
Passing by the lush forest, an elegant and leisurely courtyard comes into view.
In the courtyard.
Fu Yu was supporting his chin with a pen in his hand, writing at his desk.
A faint golden light emanated from the surroundings of the courtyard, which seemed to be a barrier deliberately set up by someone.
"Master."
Ming Teng lowered his Adam's apple, as if he was afraid that the scene before him was a beautiful dream that would be shattered with a single poke.
"apprentice?"
Fu Yu looked at Ming Teng in surprise, and immediately stood up to stop him from getting any closer.
"This is the magic circle set by Master. Don't try to break in. Your magic power is still weak, and you are injured..."
Before Fu Yu finished speaking, Ming Teng had already walked into the courtyard with determination.
The moment he entered the barrier, he vomited blood.
But he seemed not to notice anything. The bright red blood flowed across his fair skin, making him look fragile and pitiful.
If it were the Golden Snake Demon Lord's magical power, this small magic circle would not be able to cause any damage at all.
He revealed his true form, and every step he took was like thousands of golden needles piercing his body.
Every step forward, the needle penetrates deeper.
Ming Teng frowned, more and more blood flowed out of his mouth, and snake scales appeared faintly on his cheeks and arms.
The pain couldn't stop him.
He looked at his master's direction, gritted his teeth, broke through the last layer of barrier, and walked into the yard.
"Ming Teng."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
