Wan Minsheng can't even believe what his eyes see.

Just as he entered, a golden light flashed in front of him, flew up a little from the ground, quickly swung around Wanminsheng, and then stopped in front of Wanminsheng's eyes, looking at Wanminsheng with round eyes. The little eyes were full of doubts, and it was rare to be so inexplicably close.

In my little heart, I felt a little confused, and it seemed like I felt... This white-bearded old man is very nice, kind, and very likeable. From the bottom of my heart, I feel a little kind.

"Jiji."

The little eyes were roaming, hesitating, flapping his wings, and flying up again, looking at the people's livelihood from top to bottom, then flying down, squatting on the ground, looking at the people's livelihood from bottom to top, and then turning to the back of the people's livelihood looking at the back.

Finally, he returned to the sight of people's livelihood and stopped in the air and watched hard.

"Jiji?"

Xiaoxiao screamed hesitantly.

I don't know each other at all, but why do I feel a little kind!

This made Ben Jinwu a little confused.

Whoosh.

Xiao Xiao waved his wings and flew to Wan Minsheng's shoulders. He tried, jumped with three legs slightly uneasy, and then seemed to feel that it was safe here. Then he squatted down on Wan Minsheng's shoulders, stuffed his head under his wings, and actually started to doze...

Wan Minsheng looked at Xiaoxiao in a daze.

Zuo Xiaoduo also looked at Xiaoxiao in a daze.

Apart from myself, I have never seen Xiaoxiao show such kindness to anyone.

Without saying hello to me, I fell directly on the shoulders of Wanminsheng?

Is this the new one, the old ones no longer meet?

Turn around and grab it, hang it up and spank it.

Wan Minsheng suddenly turned his head, looked at Zuo Xiaoduo with deep eyes, lowered his voice, and said with shock and uncertainty: "Seventh...Seventh Prince?!"

Zuo Xiaoduo rolled his eyes and desperately denied: "What is the Seventh Prince? This is clearly my baby."

It seemed to be a proof of Zuo Xiaoduo's words. Xiaoxiao raised her head and shouted sweetly: "Mama!"

"Hey!" Zuo Xiaoduo smiled with a dazzled eyebrows.

It turns out that if you don’t have a newcomer, you will forget about it and become a big deal!

Lao Huai is very comforted.

Wan Minsheng's already stiff body became more and more straighter.

My face that had never been moved for millions of years is now twitching, and the muscles on my face are twitching and cramping.

I must be confused...

My old eyes were so dizzy that I couldn't even hear...

Or maybe, this is actually a illusion?

This should be a illusion, right? Isn't it true?

In an instant, a divine thought full of contempt came from the sky, and this thought clearly came out with a meaning: "Is this old man a fool? Why did he come in? He just pretended to be stupid?"

Wanminsheng looked up stiffly and his eyes were bright.

Just look at a red light at the other end, coming and going in the air, glorious and full of the aura of dominance and the power of the emperor.

A demonic aura that was so pure that it was primitive was stirring in the air.

"Ga!"

Wan Minsheng suddenly opened his mouth wide.

Can't close it.

This...isn't this the Emperor Wa sword?

His Majesty the Sword of His Majesty?

How could it be here?

The Seventh Prince is here, and the Sword of Emperor Wa is here.

It’s nonsense to be misunderstood. It’s not necessary to read it once, let alone read it twice in a row?!

Then here... it is definitely not an illusion, and the illusion cannot be so real!

Unless it is an illusion set up by a saint, you can make a semi-saint-level abilities like yourself go deep into it, and be confused and unconscious!

But Zuo Xiaoduo, may he be a saint?

At least, not now!

Looking further away, I saw two mountains of luck standing opposite each other at the other end, with nearly endless remote spaces...

Wan Minsheng only felt that there was only endless chaos in his mind, and he could not come back to his mind for a long time.

His body shaking, he held his forehead with his hands: "I...I want to be quiet."

Zuo Xiaoduo was startled and hurriedly pulled out a chair very considerately and sat down with Wan Minsheng.

After Wan Minsheng sat down, he still felt dizzy and gasped heavily.

The reason is nothing else, it's really shocking!

How could the Seventh Prince of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, who had been hiding under his branches and leaves for a long time and escaped from his life, admit his mistake?

How could the Emperor Wa Sword, which once ordered the demons in the world, and the sword pointed out by the sword. How could the Emperor Wa not recognize it?

Back then, the Empress appeared, bowed her head across thousands of mountains and worshiped her; none of the hundreds of millions of demons dared to move; all the monarchs of the heavens were respected, and all the kings of all races bowed their heads!

As soon as the Sword of Emperor Wa came out, the mountains and rivers moved, and the sky was red!

Thinking back to the beginning, once the Empress appeared and the Emperor Wa carriage walked forward, the Sword of the Emperor Wa opened the way ahead, the sword light shining on the nine heavens, glorious and glorious. Behind me were countless demon clans who were so excited that they seemed to flood the heaven and the earth together!

It was not until the Empress's interest subsided and she didn't want to play anymore that she disappeared in a flash and there was no trace of her passing.

Only when the world can calm down.

How majestic is that?

How elegant and luxurious it is, and the supreme style that rules the world.

Even the two demon emperors, when they saw His Majesty Wa, they had to bow their heads, and even the Three Pure Ones would be treated with courtesy.

People's livelihood is a little scared.

Now, the seventh prince of the demon clan is here.

The Queen’s Sword of Emperor Wa is also here!

This Zuo Xiaoduo was sent by Zhurong’s ancestor witch!

What kind of leg is this kid? Although it is a peerless luck against the will of heaven, it is too complicated, right?!

The consciousness of the Emperor Wa sword was spread into Zuo Xiaoduo's divine thoughts with some disdain: "Isn't this the grasshopper vegetable? Now he is so 5 or 6?"

There was a very high-spirited voice in his tone.

Zuo Xiaoduo glanced at him and said angrily: "Who told you to come out and scare you? You just broke the sword and you still have to show off what you should do!"

The Emperor Wa spitted out in disappointment and said, "What kind of world... a broken grass can even become a semi-saint. How can you obtain infinite merits? You are not planning to become a saint... This is simply... what kind of world..."

"It is rare to be sainted, it is difficult to gather, it is easy to disperse and disappear. It is almost the most difficult method of becoming a saint. It is not a person with great fortune. Moreover, his own combat power is only just like that. Even if he really becomes a saint, at most it is only a quasi-saint level combat power... But why is a broken grass? What kind of world is this..."

The Emperor Wa murmured to himself, very dissatisfied and resentful.

But the four words "What kind of world" were said over and over again and again dozens of times before they stopped talking in disappointment.

The indignation that he wished he could replace him was simply overflowing from the sky.

Then with a whoosh, it flew back to the top of the mountain of the demon clan's qi, emitting endless phantoms, and slowly falling majestic. For a moment, it seemed that countless golden lights fell from the sky, and a sword was in the middle, infinitely majestic and infinitely solemn.

clang!

It was inserted at the top of the mountain, and the sword body emitted thousands of rays of light, shining on the heaven and earth.

Well, in short, I am using all my strength to pretend to be an extremely high-end, elegant and upscale pussy at all costs!

Wan Minsheng gasped for a while and finally realized, got up and walked forward quickly, saluting respectfully to the Sword of Emperor Wa: "Grasshoppers meet the Thirteen Great Masters! Ask Your Majesty Wa for the good fortune of His Majesty."

clang!

The Emperor Wa Sword made a sound of sword that shocked the world, replied in the simplest way, and then ignored it.

And it was a little unhappy!

I hate others calling me Thirteenth National Congress the most!

In the divine weapons list of the heavens...the last...

Every time I call me Nine Masters, I remember the guys in front of me...

It really makes me unhappy!

This hateful grasshopper vegetable was deliberately mentioned, which was clearly a ridiculous mockery of me...
To be continued...