Chapter 201 He is the father of the Demon Realm

Author: Wen Beiyu

Chapter 201 He is the father of the Demon Realm

Yanwei thought about many things.

After only saying four words, Qi Yue interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

He threw the handkerchief on Wu He's body and used magic to clean it several times. He said coldly: "Clean it up."

The air is filled with the stench of Elder Wuhe's blood.

Very unpleasant smell.

Yan Wei: "..."

Not only is Your Majesty back in person, but Guifeo's temper is also back.

Yan Wei pointed at the group of dancers lying on the ground: "Your Majesty, where are they?"

Qiyue's face showed no emotion: "Throw them all out."

Yan Wei understood him very well: "Do the carpets also need to be replaced?"

Qiyue sat back on the throne and said lazily, "Hmm."

Yan Wei: "Follow your orders."

He disposed of Wuhe's body first.

When he came back, he was followed by a group of frightened and angry elderly elders and two rows of demon cultivator guards who came to drag the corpse and replace it with a carpet.

Qiyue has already put the green-faced fang mask on his face.

The elders first knelt down respectfully to Qiyue.

Then he stood up, cocked his neck and asked him:

"Your Majesty, Elder Wu He is the most senior elder in our Demon Realm anyway, why did you kill him so casually?!"

The days when Qi Yue was away.

They were bewitched by witches and took many treasures in the magic palace as their own.

He even reached out to the city that never sleeps.

These were all told to him by Yan Wei.

Of course, some valuable things including Qiyue's private space were kept very well.

Qiyue glanced at the elder, raised his finger slightly, and slapped him in the face.

"Who do I want to kill? When do I need to report to you?"

The elder was immediately slapped and spun around twice.

My head was in a daze, and my cheeks instantly swelled up, burning, painful, and numb.

A cold sweat broke out on his back.

Subconsciously I touched my head, but fortunately it was still on my neck.

Then he knelt down quickly, calmed down, and lost the arrogance just now: "Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

Several other elders who also wanted to come and punish him immediately turned off the fire and stopped cooking.

After not seeing each other for more than a year, they behaved arbitrarily and really regarded the Demon Realm as their own.

They had all forgotten Qi Yue’s ruthless and decisive methods.

This slap successfully made them remember who is the real father of the Demon Realm.

The scene suddenly became awkward.

A group of elders stood there without Qiyue's orders, neither to advance nor to retreat.

Yan Wei's appearance made the situation even more embarrassing.

He held up a luxurious spiritual wool carpet and poked the elders who seemed to be frozen in place: "Elders, please lift your feet and move."

Their new carpet is here.

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There is nothing to fix in the Demon Realm.

In the more than a year since Qi Yue was away, Yan Wei had managed the Demon Realm pretty well.

Except for a few elders who have long been dissatisfied and want to cause trouble.

But none of them are a problem.

Qiyue is bold and bold.

He would slap anyone who looked down on him.

If you continue to disobey me and want to cause trouble, I will break your neck.

Half a month later, the Demon Realm returned to its previous appearance.

Qi Yue really felt that his temper had improved.

In the past, he had directly broken the opponent's neck.

Now I have not only learned to slap people, but also sometimes politely ask people before killing the devil: Do you want to die?

Of course, the other party's answer was not within the scope of his consideration.

These are all bad habits left over from staying in the world of cultivation for a long time.

Qi Yue leaned lazily on the bed, resting his head on his elbows, and his dark, smooth hair fell behind his head.

I don't know what Jiang Yanlu is doing at the moment.

The Mysterious Soul Bead given to him by Jiang Yanlu was used by him when he merged with his body in the cave.

Otherwise, he would not have fully recovered in just two months.

The flowers Jiang Yanlu gave him previously were also left by him in the Taixuan Sword Sect.

They should have been brought back together at that time.

Yan Wei walked over quietly and asked, "When will your Majesty leave for the Nightless City?"

Qiyue: "Tomorrow."

After settling the matter in the Evernight City, he returned to Taixuan Sword Sect.

Thinking of seeing Jiang Yanlu soon, the corners of Qiyue's lips involuntarily rose.

Yan Wei came here for one more thing:

"Your Majesty, you sent your subordinates to arrest Mixunzi earlier. Now Mixunzi has been imprisoned by your subordinates. How do you plan to deal with him?"

Qiyue raised his eyes, sat up from the bed, and said coldly: "Bring him out."

He always remembered Jiang Yanlu being slapped several times by Mi Xuzi.

If he hadn't arrived in time, Jiang Yanlu would have died in their hands.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of the cultivation world, he would have killed people long ago, why did he wait until today.

The dungeons in the Demon Realm can be described as "dirty and messy".

Mixuzi was washed three times by the demon cultivators until his body smell was completely gone before he was brought to Qiyue.

His face was haggard and bloodless, and his whole body was like a deflated balloon, with a large piece of it deflated.

There are also two bone-corroding nails with barbs running through the shoulder blades.

With every step he took, his clothes would wet with blood, and the black iron chain would clank on the ground.

But he can't die.

Yan Wei kept hanging on to his life with pills.

The moment he saw Qiyue's stern face, Mixuzi's eyes widened and his eyes were about to burst.

"It's you!"

How could Mixunzi not remember him?

That terrifying young man who punched through the bone-hand demon cultivator!

"Aren't you from the world of cultivation?"

Qiyue had no intention of chatting with him, nor did he answer his questions leisurely.

The terrifying coercion instantly filled the small room.

Mixunzi's entire face suddenly became distorted, and veins popped out on his temples on his neck.

Qiyue's beautiful and slender fingers closed slightly.
To be continued...