"Brother Yun, don't be sad. They missed your brother, it was their loss!" Old Yu patted Old Yun on the shoulder and comforted him.

Old Yun gave him an angrily blank look.

"Which eye did you feel sad when you see me?"

Sad for the two of them?

It's impossible in this life.

"It's good to be not sad, ha, but what's so special about this magic stone?" Old Yu stared at the magic stone stepping on his feet, his eyes full of confusion.

Although he has little dealing with the boy Mo Yan.

But he could probably see through his personality.

It's definitely not a good person!

Now that we take the initiative to let those people go, is there a bigger conspiracy among them?

But what secret can a stone hide?

Old Mr. Yu had a thought and his spiritual sense covered a black magic stone on the ground.

"Your Excellency, I advise you not to do this!" The old man in purple robe said to stop him.

The spiritual consciousness that Mr. Yu released was blocked by a wave of resistance the next second, and his mind felt a stinging pain and he was extremely uncomfortable.

"Brother Yu, are you okay?" Old Yun looked over with concern.

Old Yu shook his head and his eyes staring at the magic stone became more and more strange.

Good guy, there is something in it.

"Okay, curiosity kills the cat. As long as Boy Mo is not targeting us, why bother to find out what is going on?" Mr. Yun comforted.

Old Yu curled up his lips and smiled bitterly: "Brother Yun is right."

He was thinking it was a mistake!

Mu Qianqian looked around curiously.

As soon as she came here, she felt that the spiritual power in her body was suppressed by some kind of force and flowed less happily.

The natural pit in front of you gives people a mysterious feeling.

Countless black demonic energy surged up from the underground, as if endless.

Mo Ling'er looked deep in the demon cave with curiosity in her eyes.

Didn’t this say that this is the base camp of the demon clan?

Why has it been so long, and it is quiet around you and there is no sound at all?

Do those monsters sleep and only come out to play at night?

"Emperor, we should..." The old man in purple robe with black and white eyes bowed slightly to Mo Yan.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Yan's gaze.

Mo Yan looked at the little girl beside him, his eyes full of tenderness and pampering.

"Canqian wait for me here? I will be back soon!"

"You go, we'll wait for you!" Mu Qianqian nodded.

She had long suspected his identity.

When I learned that she was the Emperor of the Demon Clan, I didn't seem very surprised.

"Okay!" Mo Yan reached out and rubbed the girl's head lightly.

Then his body turned into a stream of light and shot towards the depths of the demon cave!

The old man in purple robe was overjoyed and followed closely behind.

In a moment!

The demonic energy boiled above the demon cave.

"Welcome the Emperor back!"

A deafening cheer roared and boiled...

Mo Ling'er stood there blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

It is one thing to guess that Mo Yan is the supreme of the demon clan, and it is another thing to be proven.

Mr. Yun and Mr. Yu have a undulating heart and a complex expression on his face.

On the other hand, Mu Qianqian is the calmest person.

"Girl Qian, you know that Boy Mo is a demon clan, have you known long ago?" Old Yun looked at his precious disciple in surprise.

That calm attitude deeply stimulated him.

Her actual age is not over fifteen.

But her calm attitude suppressed him.

It was as if in front of her that she was the young boy who had not passed through the wind and rain.

Is she still a normal young man?

Could it be that Boy Mo told her true identity very early?

Apart from that, he couldn't find a more reasonable explanation!

Mu Qianqian blinked and looked at Mr. Yun with an innocent look on his face: "Do you think it's possible?"

Old Yun's mouth twitched.
Chapter completed!