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Chapter 129 Open the door, the Saint Demon Lord sends warmth (7)

Mo Jingxu, who had already left on the other side, didn't know that in the blink of an eye, his subordinates regarded him as a devil who loved his own brother.

At this moment, he came to the hall with a smile on his face, and when he saw someone sitting on his throne, he felt a sense of accomplishment that his prediction had been successful.

But as his eyes moved upwards, his smile suddenly disappeared.

If he remembered correctly, Bu Shi'an told him that her identity was the Holy Maiden of the Wentian Holy Land.

The person on the throne, who looks gloomy and has black energy all over her body, has nothing to do with the word "saint" at all. She is a real devil.

The person on the throne was ignoring the advice, doubts and insults from everyone, and was playing with the magic weapon in his hand.

When he noticed Mo Jingxu's appearance, he immediately gave a devilish smile.

"Brother, you didn't expect that I would not only survive falling off a cliff, but I also returned with improved cultivation."

"Hahahahaha, Ye Wushang, the demon you snatched from me..."

Before the other person could finish his words, he was punched in the face.

"Ye Wushang..."

boom.

"I am..."

bang bang.

"you give me……"

Bang bang bang.

Ye Wuyou was stunned after being hit by a series of punches, his face was bruised and swollen, and he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

He never expected it.

On the first day back, not to mention provoking, he didn't even finish showing off the whole story before he was beaten into a pig's head without saying a word.

He felt so disappointed that he couldn't help but question the system in his heart.

"Didn't you say that as long as I have you, the position of Demon Lord is within my reach."

"But look at me now. I haven't even finished my words yet and that bastard has already beaten me into a pig's head."

"What use are you!"

The system being questioned did not show any guilt at all and responded with confidence.

[I did say that the position of Demon Lord is within your reach, but that is only after you complete enough tasks.

You idiot, you came back and provoked Ye Wushang, if you don't get beaten, who will?

Mo Jingxu, who was using Ye Wuyou as a punching bag to vent his emotions, heard the system sound and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Well, well, before he even went to look for him, this son of luck showed up at his doorstep.

He was bored and angry, so he could just give me a free punching bag, so why not give me a beating?

But before that, we have to prevent him from running away.

"System, take the system from this kid. I'm going to beat him into a pulp today."

There were ghosts howling in the hall.

Mixed in with the noisy voices of advice were the sounds of flesh colliding, Ye Wuyou's screams of pain, and Mo Jingxu's increasingly undisguised laughter.

The messenger who was about to escape passed by here and shuddered when he heard these sounds.

He really guessed it right.

The Demon Lord has feelings for his own brother. Listen to the sound, the "battle" is really fierce.

No one can persuade me.

Having said that, does the fact that the Demon Lord doesn't hide his feelings mean that he won't die even if he knows this secret?

The messenger's eyes rolled, and to be safe, he hurried to the entrance of the Demon Realm.

Once he arrived at the entrance to the Demon Realm, even if the Demon Lord wanted to kill him, he would have a chance to escape.

He was just marveling at his own cleverness when he saw a cold-looking beautiful woman punching the guards and kicking the monsters at the entrance.

When he saw the robes belonging to the disciples of the Holy Land on the other person, his mind buzzed.

It’s bad, the Holy Land is attacking.

Stop running and report the news first.

In the hall, Ye Wuyou, who had lost his system and had broken eyes, was found lying on the ground half-dead with all his limbs broken.

"Kill me... I beg you to kill me..."

"Kill you? That's wishful thinking."

In a corner of the hall, the senior executives huddled together and trembled, wishing they could poke their eyes out.

Oh my god, someone please come and save us.

The Demon Lord is crazy.

As if hearing their call, the person who came to report the news rushed in directly.

"Master Demon, something happened, Master Demon."

Mo Jingxu raised his eyes and saw that the person's expression became even gloomier.

"you again!"

The panicked messenger's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously wanted to run away, but when he saw Mo Jingxu's eyes, he couldn't even lift his legs.

"Demon...Demon Lord...Sir...I..."

He stuttered and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Mo Jingxu lost his patience and glanced at Ye Wuyou with a cold tone.

"Oh, do you want to keep him company?"

Following Mo Jingxu's gaze, the messenger saw Ye Wuyou, who had lost all hope in life.

He shuddered immediately and straightened his tongue.

"No, no, no, I don't want to."

"Master Demon Lord, the Holy Land is attacking."

"Hmm? How many people are here?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know? Don't know that you came to report the news?"

"I only saw a woman in the uniform of a Holy Land disciple beating the guards and gatekeepers at the gate, so..."

Mo Jingxu suddenly raised his eyes, almost teleported in front of the person, and grabbed his collar.

"Which holy place?"

"It seems to be, yes, the Holy Land of Questioning Heaven."

After getting the answer, Mo Jingxu immediately left his men behind and walked out. After taking two steps, he turned around and launched an attack at Ye Wuyou.

With a bang, the corpse exploded, and Mo Jingxu left the hall without looking back.

When Mo Jingxu's aura completely disappeared, everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, someone knelt on the ground and spoke piously.

"Thank you for the protection of the Demon God. Demon God, please grant us an immortal who can restrain the Demon Lord."

"This Demon Lord is so scary, wuwuwuwuwu..."

Mo Jingxu, who had already left, hurried on at full speed and soon appeared at the entrance of the Demon Realm.

When the guard who was beaten down saw him, he immediately cried for help with tears in his eyes.

"Master Demon, help me."

"Master Demon, this woman is a devil."

Mo Jingxu turned a deaf ear to these calls for help.

His eyes were fixed on Bu Shian.

Although he looked different, he recognized him at first sight.

After all, the way she was stepping on someone now was exactly the same as the way she was threatening him before.

Perhaps he heard the voice of "Lord Demon Lord", Bu Shi'an, who was fighting fiercely, turned his head.

The moment she met Mo Jingxu's gaze, her eyes rolled and she immediately started howling.

"Ye Wushang, they beat me."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people standing, lying, and kneeling, as well as the monsters, all widened their eyes.

How can there be such people in this world who confuse right and wrong?

They were the ones who were beaten, so how could this woman say with a clear conscience that they beat her?

Who is the one from the Demon Sect? You, the disciple of the Holy Land, are the one from the Demon Sect!

The corners of Mo Jingxu's mouth twitched, making him even more certain that he had not recognized the wrong person.

This look of putting the blame on someone else is so familiar.

He guessed that the next moment the woman would rush towards him crying and distort the truth.

As soon as this thought came to my mind, a fragrant breeze blew towards me.

Although Mo Jingxu, who had experience, was not knocked off balance by the collision, the area where he was hit still hurt.

"Mo Jingxu, cooperate with me."

Threatened by the whisper, he didn't say anything, but hugged the person very skillfully.

He knew it.

I want to use him to achieve my goal, but I don't want to throw myself into his arms so easily, so I have to bump into him every time.

I'm really impressed. Sister, if you don't want to, you can change your method. Why do you bump into me every time? Am I a tumbler?

Unlike the experienced Mo Jingxu, the guards and monsters at the gate of the Demon Realm who were completely unaware of the situation almost wanted to poke their eyes out when they saw this scene.

What the hell did they see?