Let me just say, even if the demon clan is divided within itself, the Four Hell Demon Gods are too high-profile. It turns out they are just trying to hold back~

"Yes, it is so complicated for the Four Hell Demon Gods to use this to lead the way to the Demon Lord." Mrs. Wang said, "I tasted the sweetness when I came here and wanted to see if I could find the rich legacy of King Chi.

, For the past seven days, I am also worried that a demon lord will return one day and bring it back to its original form. Therefore, I have gone through all the troubles to train you and want to use you to plan the remnant soul of King Chi Fugui.

.”

When she mentioned this matter, Mrs. Fu Yuan's eyes showed uncontrollable hatred: "What's even more lovely is that it contaminated your mother's bloodline with the devil's blood, causing your cultivation and longevity to be slightly reduced. The purpose is

It’s not to indirectly control you. You had to follow my plan, pretend to be a human, sneak into the Scarlet Moon Demon Dynasty, and successfully seduce your husband [Yong Yan].”

"In Yongyan, you have tasted what it means to be insulted and loved, and you have also tasted the taste of true love." When Mrs. Wang said that, her eyes flashed, obviously remembering what happened back then, and there was something in her tone.

With a few fewer memories, "Even if Yongyan came and knew your identity, I didn't expose you, but thought about how to help you out of trouble."

Zuo Zifu drank tea and said: "Is the reason why Madam gave up the plan because of the prince of Ziyu Palace? Of course, as far as you know, Shentu Yongyan is not the new [Purple Yuwang] yet."

"It's not like that." Mrs. Wang's hand holding the veil was clenched tightly, her eyes burning with hatred, "Your mother wanted you to be indirectly controlled, and she chose to use stability during a meeting in the Demon Temple.

The magic crystal self-destructed and assassinated the Four Hell Demon Gods. Unfortunately, the Four Hell Demon Gods were so weak that even its fur was injured in the end! You were heartbroken before hearing the news, but you also understood that you were out of the control of the Four Hell Demon Gods.

The opportunity has come."

"You should break off your relationship with Yongyan and escape by feigning death. After a few twists and turns, you secretly escaped to the remote Xiaoqian Longyou County... In this way, this remote place can minimize the secrets of the Shentu clan and the four hell demons.

I realized that Qilai also wanted to wait for a slim chance of revenge."

"So it seems that Madam wants to use Zifu to deal with the four hell demons?" Zuo Zifu drank tea leisurely.

"The Four Hell Demon Gods are ambitious and will become a minor nuisance to the human race sooner or later. You can only doubt that Patriarch Shouzhe can deal with it." Mrs. Wang stood up and saluted again, "As long as the Patriarch has nothing to do, it will be a pity even if your body, Wang, is shattered to pieces.

.”

Zuo Zifu drank tea and pondered slightly, already lowering the security level of the Four Hell Demon Gods to the lowest level in his heart.

Compared with the insidious, cunning, and powerful Four Hell Demon Gods, the Yinsha Demon God and the Mingsha Demon God are the older brothers in terms of threat.

"There is a problem with cooperation. Madam Guo seems to have found the wrong person." Zuo Zifu said.

"Then..." Mrs. Wang said slightly disappointed, "could it be said that the head of the Shouzhe family is also the winner in this matter, and the Immortal Emperor and the Demon Emperor must nod?"

"No." Fu Yuanliang explained, "You, Fu Yuan, have never had a clear division of labor. Your main responsibility is to take charge of the small rudder of the Zi Mansion and arrange tasks for the small family. Regarding the strategic deployment of the demons in the demon world

As well as the formulation of specific policies, you are fully responsible for the wealth of your family."

"Let's do that. You write a letter of introduction and explain the whole story in a vague way. He will go to Fugui to report. He can just listen to my arrangements on what to do." As Zuo Zifu spoke, he took out a pen and paper and ended: "Wow!

"Wow" wrote a letter.

Mrs. Wang suddenly became speechless.

The person in charge of dealing with such a small matter in the demon world is actually the dignified head of the Fuyuan family. You have heard of this Xuanbing Palace, it seems that he has a good reputation, he is a dandy and romantic young man.

Can I do it?

"Of course, Fugui will naturally not investigate and judge the authenticity of what he said." Zuo Zifu reminded again, "In front of Fugui, Madam had better tell the truth and not hide anything.

Otherwise, even you know what this big guy will do."

Mrs. Wang's heart trembled, and she immediately put aside her disdain for Fu Yuanliang, took the letter of introduction, thanked him, and left.

Before you left, Zuo Zifu did not get up and leave immediately. Instead, he drank tea alone under the moonlight, knocked on the white jade table and pondered for a moment: "The Demon God of the Four Hells, haha, it's not interesting anymore."

…

Time is like water, in the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

The main residence of Zi Mansion.

Under the pier by Zhuwei Lake, a small Yuanshui old turtle came to the shore quickly. Several big children who had studied ethnology jumped up from under the turtle's back in a swarm, chatting with each other and jumping around.

Run outside the home.

Among them, a man of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a festive red robe, had stood out in the crowd for many years.

That year it was someone else, the Tree of Luck [Zuo Xuegong].

One hundred and seventy years have passed, and now my strength has reached the tenth level, and I have not yet successfully transformed.

In my human form, I don't look like a chubby girl of seventeen or eighteen. I look round and round, with a face full of happiness. I look like Wang Baofu, but I don't have much resemblance to Fugui.

What Fu Yuanliang learned outside his family school made me very good in exams, so my scores in both small and big exams were always wrong.

But when I got to the middle school, the problem of my poor foundation gradually emerged, because the internal papers of ethnic studies, the less difficult exams all have multiple choice questions and true and false questions... very few questions often require the entire step to be written.

, a small pile of formula content.

In this way, even if Zuo Xuegong's luck was wrong and he was blind, it would still be lucky if he was mostly right.

Therefore, Zuo Xuegong was slapped by Wang Baofu and sent back to the elementary family studies to study again. Just like that, Zuo Xuegong studied quickly and leisurely, and then returned to the intermediate family studies, still reading quickly and leisurely.

Wang Baofu also encouraged me to learn quickly, in order to slow down the learning of lower-class people. After all, Baofu's strength grew too slowly, but his mind was still mature enough.

That is also a common problem among a small number of low-level spiritual plants. Spiritual plants have a pure mind and their mental growth rate is often very fast. Unless they are like the crooked peony in Jinshan, they suffered psychological torture in their childhood. If so,

Even after hundreds of years, I still have the mentality of a big kid.

Zuo Xuegong had a bad life when he was young, and his spiritual intelligence was suppressed for a long time. He didn't live a good life until he arrived at Zifu. What's the point of not enjoying his life for many years?

"Baofu, come here, come here."

Just when Zuo Xuegong separated from his friends and jumped far away from the road at the door, a man's voice suddenly sounded from outside the roadside garden.

Zuo Xuegong was frightened and quickly ran away. Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by a slender white hand and dragged away from the flowers in an instant.

Outside the grass, a handsome man dressed as a woman stood.

You pinched Fu Yuanliang's shoulder with one hand, and kneaded and pinched my round face with the other hand. There was a smile on my face, which looked very unfamiliar.

"Aunt, Aunt Zhaoyu, please don't mess around~~" Zuo Xuegong suddenly cried "Wow", "Your face was pinched and swollen... wuwu, your hair~~ was messed up

.”

My cultivation level is indeed poor, but I am a natural auxiliary spiritual plant, and my personal combat ability is quite low. In addition, it is my aunt who is doing evil now, so I dare to resist.

"Don't cry, don't cry~ Give Auntie some more luck." The beautiful lady comforted her while rubbing Zuo Xuegong's hair vigorously, her attitude was very serious, as if she was completing some important task.

That man was none other than Princess Zhaoyu of the Demon Dynasty.

In such a young age, the big young girl who once fluttered her short legs and rubbed herself against the arms of the wealthy has long since become a beautiful and graceful woman, and her every move and every move is full of charming charm.

Although your strength is like that of Xuan Bingdian, you are definitely one of the best among your age group. At the age of two hundred, you have already broken through to the realm of supernatural powers, and your strength is measurable.

And after your breakthrough, like Fu Yuanliang and Yu Huandie, you were a young boy who dominated the Mengyu Ranking. You were also a man of influence among the immortals and demons, and you were a role model among the young people of today.

After rubbing Zuo Xuegong's head and face for many times, you stopped after careful consideration: "Then your luck must be bad, right? It's cute, it's cute, but Chuan Nan got the better of you~

~That time, you have to hurry up and get pregnant with the child~~ I bet Fu Yuan is pregnant with the eldest princess."

"Aunt Zhaoyu and Aunt Chuannan are pregnant?" Upon hearing that, Zuo Xuegong became excited and even stopped crying instantly, "Great, you have to lose another brother.

Already."

"Wait a minute, how does he know it must be his younger brother?" Princess Zhaoyu's face changed slightly.

"You know, you didn't just say it casually." Zuo Xuegong blinked his small eyes, his expression looked more or less innocent.

"..."

There was a "bang" outside Princess Zhaoyu's head, as if she had been struck by lightning.

It's over, it's over, the direct descendant has finally snatched away Huan Huandie, and the ancestor will probably be pissed to death.
Chapter completed!