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There werenât so many reasons for the demons to fight.
Maybe it was because they looked at him in the crowd.
Ming Shu encountered more than ten fights along the way.
Two people fighting was nothing. What was scary was that the fight turned into a chaotic battle.
At this time, almost everyone was blocked and forced to watch.
For example, now.
Ming Shu lay on Luoluoâs shoulder and asked in boredom, âWhen will they finish fighting?â
They had been fighting for almost an hour!
Fighting occupied the road. It was very unethical!
And the fight was not good at all!
Bad Review!
âLittle Flower God has some patience. Such a grand occasion can only be seen once in a hundred years.âLuoluo stood calmly outside the crowd.
With him as the center, there was not a single living creature within a five-meter radius.
......
âBoring.âShe could not fight and had no snacks to eat.
Luo Ju glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he walked over.
The demons who were fighting in the crowd noticed Luo Ju coming over. They all stopped and suddenly united their battle lines.
âLuo Ju, what are you doing?â
Luo Juâs peach blossom eyes curved into a beautiful arc. âParticipating in the demon feast, what can I Do? Arenât you asking the obvious?â
The demons on the other side were on high alert.
However, Luoju had only lifted his sleeves when this group of people was sent flying and smashed onto the street.
A small sign flew out from their bodies and Luoju reached out to catch it. âThank you.â
The Demons:â...â
Luoju walked through the crowd.
Only when Luoju was far away did the crowd start discussing.
âWho is that?âMost of the demons who had participated in the demon feast for the first time didnât know Luoju.
âLuo Ju.â
âHe is Luo Ju? !â
Although they did not know him, they had heard his name before.
Who Was Luo Ju?
More than four hundred years ago, this man suddenly appeared in the demon world and killed the twelve demon kings by himself.
The twelve demon kings were the twelve demons who ran amok in the demon world and committed many evil deeds. Even the demons hated them very much.
Luo Ju became famous in one battle.
After that, the demon world kept spreading news about him. He either killed someone or made enemies with someone..
In any case, Luo Ju didnât have a good reputation in the demon world.
However, he was good-looking, and he was the dream lover of many female demons.
The demon race was a bloodthirsty race. Luo Ju killing so many people would only make the demon race think that he was powerful, not cruel.
The demon race..
There werenât many good people.
It was either you die or I die.
Luo Ju participated in the demon race banquet three times in total, and he won the championship three times.
This year, he came again. The demons who participated in the demon race banquet had no desire to win the championship.
Who could compete with him?
Ming Shu listened to him all the way and had a slight understanding of his glorious achievements.
âYou are so powerful?â
âOf course, Little Flower God, you have to listen to me. Iâll protect you.â
âHehe...âIâll see what you can do!
Ming Shu and Luoluo argued and walked all the way to Shanghai. If she saw something good, Luoluo would really âbuyâit back.
The general pattern was as follows:
Luoluo: âThis looks good. How much is it?â
Devil:â... No, no, no, itâs free. Iâll give it to you, give it to you.â
Luo Huan: âIâm so sorry, how can I not give you money? Itâs not easy for you to get one, how about...â
The devil: âNo Need! This is not worth anything! Itâs really not worth anything! I just picked it up, you can take it if you like.â
Luo Huan: âThank you very much.â
The devil: âNo thanks, no thanks.â
Ming Shu held the thing that Luo Huan âboughtâback and didnât say anything.
He was stealing it openly.
And it wasnât really stealing. Because from the beginning to the end, he had said that he wanted to buy it, but the other party insisted on giving it to him. What could he do?
This little devil is actually more powerful than me!
I Canât forgive her.
MMM, it smells so good.
âLuo Ju!â
An angry roar exploded, making Luo Ju stop in his tracks. He looked back.
Behind him stood a strong man with a big hammer on his shoulder and a group of fierce-looking underlings.
Luoluoâs handsome face revealed a smile, and there were faint sounds of women exclaiming.
âHuyan.âLuoluo turned around, and his snow-white clothes fluttered in the wind. He asked calmly, âWhatâs the matter?â
His tone was as if he was meeting an old friend.
Huyan, who was carrying the big hammer, opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. He roared fiercely, âLuoluo, you still dare to come here!â
âWhy not?âLuo Juâs smile was very infuriating. âProtector Ba Qi invited me here, so I have to give him face.â
Hu Yanâs eyes were almost narrowed into slits.
âAlright, letâs settle the score today.âHu Yan smashed the hammer on the ground, and a crack appeared on the ground. The crack extended to Luo Juâs feet.
Luo Juâs line of sight was on the crack, and he gave an ambiguous smile.
âAh Ah Ah, he looks so good when he smiles!â
âI wonder what he looks like on the bed. Heâs just like those immortal lords in the Ninth Heaven. Itâs really hard to control him.â
âHe really looks good.â
âHehe, I think...â
The female demonic cultivators spoke without restraint. They were shameless and dared to say anything.
The flower lying on Luo Juâs shoulder turned around and looked at the crowd.
âHand over the Wuji Cauldron!â
Hu Yanâs roar was accompanied by a spell.
Luoluo tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and flew into the air. The spell missed and hit the crowd behind him. The noise was heard.
The crowd retreated automatically to give them more space.
Hu Yan waved his hammer and rushed toward Luoluo with a roar.
As a protector of the demon race, Hu Yanâs strength couldnât be underestimated. At least Luoluo didnât wave his sleeve and sent him flying.
Instead, they started fighting seriously.
Ming Shu was enjoying the fight when she was suddenly thrown away. Together with the aftermath of the spell, Ming Shu was thrown far away.
Ming Shu:â? ? ?â
Luo Ju turned around to save her, but was cut off by Hu Yan.
Ming Shu fell into the crowd.
Luo Ju looked at her. Seeing that she was fine, she gave up on trying to save her and focused on fighting with Hu Yan.
Ming Shu moved from the crowd to the edge.
She sighed like an old woman.
A man!
Unreliable!
Unreliable!
Iâd better eat snacks.
... eat dirt or something.
Ming Shu sat in the corner and made a very human gesture of cupping her face.
Luo Ju was very eye-catching.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Most of the demons were dressed in black, and the girls were dressed more brightly.
But no one was dressed as white as him.
As a demon, he didnât have any awareness of being a demon.
Ming Shuâs thoughts were in a mess. She suddenly realized that there was an even more eye-catching presence in the crowd.
Mr. X!
Ah!
I canât find him anywhere!
But that person was in the depths of the crowd!
Mr. X, who was blinded by the light, only watched for a while before leaving the crowd.
Ming Shu looked at the title. This little devil didnât need her at all.
So Ming Shu got up and happily followed Mr. X.
The more Ming Shu looked at the person, the more familiar she felt. Who Is This?
A figure flashed through her mind quickly.
Ming Shu realized something.
The Crown Prince of the Nine Heavens, what is he doing here?
Thatâs right, the person Ming Shu saw was the crown prince.
The host liked him for almost a thousand years. In order to save him, he was seriously injured, but in the end, he had to take the position of the Flower God and marry the host to the Prince of the Dragon King of the North Sea.