"can."

After Ling Yao finished speaking, Shang Yujin took out a piece of paper, put his right index finger and middle finger together, and saw a ball of white light condense, and then waved it twice on the paper.

Writing appeared on the white paper.

After finishing all this, he rolled up the white paper in his hand.

He nodded and looked at Ling Yao in front of him, "Where's the Demon God Bow?"

Ling Yao lowered her eyes and slowly raised her hand, only to see the Demon God Crossbow floating in Ling Yao's palm, and the black devil energy lingering around the Demon God Crossbow.

Looking at the Demon God Bow and Crossbow, Shang Yujin's eyes flashed with brilliance.

Is this the legendary Demon God Crossbow?

So delicate and sharp.

Really want!
"Like it?"

Ling Yao asked the question knowingly, and she could see the love in this man's eyes from Shang Yujin's eyes.

No one can resist the temptation of the devil's crossbow.

"not bad."

Shang Yujin suppressed his heart, pretending to speak calmly.

Then, he continued: "You give me something, and I will give it to you."

Ling Yao handed the things to Shang Yujin, and also got the piece of paper from Shang Yujin.

I was really about to open it, only to hear Shang Yujin say: "Master, this is really good, disciple, thank you very much, Master."

Ling Yao glanced at Shang Yujin, and then opened the white paper.

A burst of white powder rushed out of the white paper, Ling Yao cried out inwardly.

His vision was instantly blurred, and his eyes were completely white.

This Shang Yuzhu actually lied to her.

A monster emerged from the bottom, with thick tentacles tightly wrapped around Ling Yao's waist.

She couldn't break free for a while.

Over there, Shang Yujin had already flown away with the Demon God Crossbow, and said incoherently, "Master, there will be a time later."

There was a sense of complacency in the voice.

Ling Yao watched Shang Yujin's back disappear, instead of being angry, she smiled, "Boy, just wait for me!"

She slightly left her hand, looking at the transparent red line on the little finger, the end of the red line pointed a direction.

Even if Shang Yujin died, she would still be able to find Shang Yujin's bones.

She had expected that guy to have such a skill, so she had already made preparations.

In the original novel, apart from being arrogant, Shang Yujin also has the cunning of a fox.

Therefore, Ling Yao, who is familiar with the script, had to keep a hand.

When this guy was apprenticed, she quietly cast a tracking spell on this man.

It was also thanks to her being careful, otherwise Shang Yujin would have really escaped.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ling Yao's mouth curled up slightly.

Looking down at the tentacle monster that imprisoned her, she had a long sword in her hand, and with two or three strokes, the tentacle fled away in an instant.

"Shang Yujin, don't even try to escape from my grasp."

Ling Yao stood up with the sword and flew towards the direction guided by the red thread.

That guy still wants to escape from her palm, is it possible?
Not long after, she caught up with Shang Ember.

It's just that he didn't appear in front of Shang Yujin.

Shang Yujin didn't notice anything unusual at this time.

He went straight back to the Jiaolong clan in the demon world.

"Third Highness, are you back?"

Shang Yujin's complexion suddenly turned a bit stern, and he responded coldly, instantly turning into a cruel man.

He glanced at the servant in front of him and asked, "How is the father these days?"

The servant shook his head and let out a low sigh.

"Your Majesty's condition has not improved. No one can unravel the tricks of the demon emperor. His Highness and Second Highness are now preparing to compete for the throne. Third Highness, you should make plans early. His Highness is in a cruel mood. Second Highness Insidious and cunning, if..."

The servants did not dare to say the following words, after all, they were disrespectful words.

If the king passes away, His Royal Highness and Second Highness will definitely compete for the throne.

No matter who becomes the king of the Jiaolong clan, it is not a very good thing.

Shang Yujin's face was frosty, and the hands in his wide sleeves were tightly clenched into fists.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Father is still fine, big brother and second brother can't wait any longer?"

The servant lowered his head, not daring to speak.

His Royal Highness and Second Highness could not wait any longer, they just waited for His Majesty to die.

Shang Yujin hurried to the King's room, his back looked a little lonely.

Ling Yao watched all this in the dark, feeling a little surprised.

The description of Shang Yujin in the original book is relatively one-sided, and his family is not mentioned.

Judging from the current situation, Shang Yujin's situation is quite bad.

The throne of the demon world is also hereditary, unless the master stands up to rebel, whoever wins the throne will be his.

Otherwise, the throne will be passed on according to the concept of orderly seniority. If the eldest is gone and the eldest has no heirs, the throne will be passed on to the second.

His Highness regarded the Second Highness as an enemy, and the Second Highness wished to get rid of the First Highness as soon as possible.

They have no time to take care of the Third Highness, because no matter what the turn, the Third Highness will not be able to turn.

Besides, the usual Shang Yujin gave everyone the impression that he was out of tune, unreliable, and often disappeared.

No matter what happened to the Jiaolong clan, Shang Yujin would never intervene.

Because Shang Yujin knew from a young age that if he wanted to live a good life, he had to disguise himself and make himself look like a waste.

That way you won't be framed by others.

Especially for a person like him who has not been protected by his mother since he was a child, he must learn to protect himself.

When Shang Yujin heard that the eldest brother and the second brother were about to fight for that position, he couldn't remain indifferent.

The father was just tricked by the demon emperor, as long as the trick is undone, the father will be fine.

The lifespan of the Jiaolong clan is very long, and with practice, if there are no accidents, it is not a problem to live ten thousand years.

Now the father is only three thousand years old, an upright man, and the two elder brothers are already so impatient.

When he came to his father's bedroom, Shang Yujin frowned slightly, and there was a strange smell in the air.

Like some kind of medicine.

"Three Highnesses."

The guard at the door stopped Shang Yujin.

"Get out of the way, I want to see my father."

Shang Ember spoke in a cold voice.

"Third Highness, please don't embarrass us. We are also guarding here under the order of His Highness. No one is allowed to enter except the witch doctor and the queen."

The guard had a stern face and firm eyes.

Now the king's life is hanging by a thread, as long as the king dies, the throne should belong to His Royal Highness.

Those who are aware of current affairs have now taken refuge in His Highness.

After all, His Royal Highness is the legitimate heir to the throne.

And everyone is more supportive of His Highness.

"roll!"

Shang Yujin scolded in a low voice, gathering a demonic aura in his hands, ready to force his way in.

At this moment, a loud voice sounded, "Third brother, what are you doing?"

The visitor was dressed in ice blue brocade clothes, with black hair tied up in a red gold crown, two strands of hair remained on both sides of the temples, and a pair of sharp eyes full of murderous intent.

Ling Yao also looked at the man, and felt that the man had a bit of murderous aura.

It's very tugging, like two hundred and fifty.

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