"The Demon Emperor is still so anxious. Could it be that the Demon Emperor can't believe me, Qing?" Qing Haoran looked a little unhappy when he heard this.

"The Demon Emperor is worried too much. How can I believe that the Demon Emperor? It's just that the saint of my clan has disappeared for thousands of years and has a great impact on the Demon Emperor. It is inevitable that I am a little anxious. I would like to forgive my brothers. "The Demon Emperor and Brother Xiao Yan were stunned when I heard this. Looking at the hidden dissatisfaction on Xiao Yan's face, I knew that I was too anxious and apologized repeatedly.

In fact, it is no wonder that the Demon Emperor is abnormal. During the long years of losing the saint, there are many people who lie to find the saint of the demon clan to cheat the rewards. There are even some people who are similar to the bloodline of the saint. It is extremely difficult to distinguish in a moment. After all, the Doudi Continent is so big that there are people with all kinds of mutated bloodlines. If it weren't for the secret techniques of the demon clan, it would be easy to confuse, so the demon clan is very cautious in this regard.

Of course, the Demon Emperor still believed in the Demon Emperor. With his identity as the Demon Emperor, he would never report to himself easily, otherwise he would not have been so arrogant.

"I can understand the Demon Emperor's mood. Don't worry, I won't let the Demon Emperor wait for a long time." Xiao Yan was not a stingy person, so he patted his palm gently.

Qinglin slowly turned the screen with her long skirt on the floor, walked out, raised her head and looked at the demon emperors quietly, with a slight complexity on her delicate little face. On one side was blood thicker than water, and on the other side was love as deep as the sea. Qinglin himself didn't know what kind of mood to face the demon emperor.

As soon as the Qinglin appeared, the bloodlines in the demon emperor and his group immediately resonated with the Qinglin's holy blood. The demon emperor and the eight elders all trembled in their hearts, and their faces were filled with joy.

"What's your name?" The Demon King forced himself to suppress the excitement and excitement in his heart, and asked in a concerned tone.

"My name is Qinglin." Qinglin's little face slightly raised, and the three green spots deep in his pupils made the hearts of the demon emperors beat violently.

"The Three Flower Eyes of the Green Snake! It's really the Three Flower Eyes of the Green Snake! One of the unique symbols of the Saint!" The Demon King was about to stop breathing, and his face twitched several times before continuing to ask, "Then can you activate the power of the Holy Blood?"

Before the saint accepted the inheritance, there was only an extremely low chance of spontaneous activation of the power of the holy blood. If it could not be activated, it would have to go back to the Holy Temple to confirm. If it could be activated now, it would be confirmed directly. So the Demon Emperor had this question.

The eight elders who were suspected to be the Seven Star Doudi stared at Qinglin nervously, not even daring to let out a breath, for fear that a sound would destroy the tense nerve in their hearts.

"Are you referring to this?" There was a faint confidence in Qinglin's voice. As soon as he finished speaking, the holy snake symbol flashed again on his forehead. Ninety-nine eighty illusory spiritual snakes danced in the air, and a unique wave of spiritual power immediately spread throughout the hall like ripples.

Feeling the roar of Ben Zhang's bloodline in his body, the eight elders almost burst into tears, and the demon emperor was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Chapter 92 The Demon Emperor comes to welcome the Saint (9)

At this moment, there is no doubt that Qinglin is the real saint of the demon clan, the saint who has been missing for countless thousands of years.

"Welcome the return of the saint." The eight elders bowed their waists and almost bowed down. The dream of the demon clan's rise of hope has made them forget everything around them.

"This...this..." Seeing a group of aging fossils that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years actually gave her such a big gift, Qinglin was frightened. She reached out to support her with helplessness, but there were eight old men in front of her, and she was not going to help either one of them first. Qinglin stayed in place and stomped her feet, not knowing what to do.

"The saint is noble in the demon clan and has a status of no less than that of the emperor. It is appropriate to receive this great gift. The saint does not have to be so panicked." After confirming his identity, the tone of the demon emperor speaking to Qinglin became more and more gentle.

"But I'm not used to this, so let them all get up first." Qinglin obviously hasn't adapted to his identity as a saint of the demon clan.

"Thank you for the grace of Saint." The eight elders spoke in unison again and stood up straight.

"The more than one billion people of the demon clan are looking forward to the return of the saint, and ask the saint to set off with us immediately and return to the demon clan and accept the worship of all the people." The demon emperor said to Qinglin very respectfully.

"Ah? Go back to the demon clan now?" Qinglin had a lasting struggle in his heart.

"Well, this time I came and mobilized the elite troops of the demon clan to ensure that the saint is safe and worry-free all the way." The demon king smiled slightly and continued, "but, with so many people going out, it is difficult to keep the whereabouts secret. For the safety of the saint, I hope the saint will leave with us as soon as possible."

When he thought of his about to separate from Xiao Yan, his heart was as if he was cutting his hands with a knife. His eyes were low and he glanced at Xiao Yan, and then quickly dodged and took it back.

Xiao Yan’s relationship with him cannot be exposed. Qing Lin’s previous instructions were kept in mind, but he couldn’t help but look at Xiao Yan.

Although the action was very subtle, he still couldn't escape the Demon Emperor who had been staring at Qinglin's every move. The Demon Emperor was slightly confused and remembered the bloodstains of the Saint Statue in the Holy Temple, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Can you please allow me to think about it?" Qinglin was confused. She really wanted to stay with Xiao Yan for more time.

"We should obey the words of the saint." The Demon Emperor seemed very calm and calmly sank into the Grand Master chair with thick down, and his eyes glanced over Xiao Yan from time to time.

Chapter 92 The Demon Emperor comes to welcome the Saint (10)

Although the demon emperor was suspicious, he knew that the saint's saint had been defiled before he came. Although he was extremely unhappy, as the emperor of a clan, his vision would naturally not be the same as the world. Moreover, there was no rigid regulation in the clan that the saint could not marry, especially the saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's own saint's saint's saint's own saint's saint's saint's own saint's saint's saint's own saint's saint's saint's own saint's saint's saint's own saint's saint's saint's own saint's saint's saint's saint's own saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's saint's sa

He was just curious and wanted to get an answer. Anyway, he had already made a fortune. He just wanted to see if this person was worthy of the saint. If he was worthy of it, he would naturally be willing to join forces. If he was not worthy of it, for the image of the saint and the demon clan, he would have to say that... the murderous intent in the eyes of the demon emperor flashed away.

But how can we know if it is Xiao Yan? Go back and force the saint to ask the saint. Even if he is the demon emperor, he does not have the right to ask Xiao Yan directly. It is impossible. If there is no such thing, wouldn’t it be a slander for the saint yourself? That has really become the biggest joke on the Doudi Continent.

After a moment of silence, the Demon Emperor sighed softly in his heart. It seemed that he could only touch indirectly. He might get the answer from some clues. But no matter what the answer is, this matter must not be made public. Even if it is Xiao Yan, he can only be kept in his heart and cannot even point it out. Xiao Yan's ability to find the saint for the demon clan is already the greatest favor to the demon clan. This huge favor must be rewarded heavily.

The Demon King made up his mind and started to greet Xiao Yan and others while the saint was considering it.

"Brother Xiao Yan's great kindness, I thanked him in advance on behalf of the demon clan." The demon prince's tone was very sincere, "I just wondered about something. Where did Brother Xiao Yan find the saint? How did he determine the identity of the saint of the demon clan?"

After the words fell, the Demon King seemed to be waiting for Xiao Yan's answer, but his eyes were capturing every subtle move of Xiao Yan.

The Demon Emperor was indeed not simple. Xiao Yan felt a stern when he heard this. He felt the Demon Emperor's gaze that seemed to be unintentionally scanning him. He knew that his relationship with Qinglin had been suspected by the Demon Emperor, and he thought he had to deal with it carefully.

After a moment of contemplation, Xiao Yan said frankly: "When I was exploring the same place, I encountered the turbulence of space. I happened to meet Qinglin falling from the sky, and I met it like that." Xiao Yan told everyone that they had arranged it before, "It was an ancient ruin, but unfortunately, the ruins had already become a ruin after we left."

As soon as this was said, the foreheads of everyone in the demon clan were covered with black lines. Xiao Yan's explanation was ridiculous, especially the Demon King, who wanted to curse, but it actually hooked up with the ancient ruins. What's most annoying is that the ruins were destroyed by themselves, which doesn't mean that what you said is the matter is.
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