The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

"Bang bang bang!!"

There was an urgent knock on the door, and the anxious voice of a male disciple on duty sounded outside, "Senior Brother!! Senior Brother Murong!!"

"Oh no, Na Kui Yin injured his disciple and sneaked down the mountain!!"

"What did you say?!" Murong Feng opened the door and was shocked to see his disciple Shu Jie at the door, covering his chest with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Shuji pointed to the southeast and said, "Disciple...what the disciple said is true. He ran away from there."

"Okay, I'll chase him back right away. You should go and report to the master immediately and ask him to send more manpower."

"Yes, the disciple takes orders."

Murong Feng left in a hurry, without even having time to say goodbye to Miao Yuan.

Behind him, Shuji, who was bowing and bowing, slowly straightened up. After he saw Murong Feng gradually leaving Xiaoqi Pavilion, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised into a sneer.

"You are not Senior Brother Shuji." A cold voice suddenly came from behind. Shuji's face immediately changed, and he turned back to look at the person coming, feeling extremely cold.

is her? ! His Highness the Ghost Clan.

Miaoyuan was wearing a robe, holding the collar under the robe, looking at him with a cold face, and spoke very confidently.

Because she had met Senior Brother Shuji once when he was on duty in the main hall. When Brother Shuji salutes, his words are respectful, his back is very straight, and a black jade plaque unique to the disciples on duty will be hung around his waist.

But the man in front of me didn't have it, and when he saluted, his movements and attitude were quite arrogant and unruly. He had a strong and vigorous style of his own, but he was not at all like the respectful Senior Brother Shuji.

So she was sure that the person in front of her was fake, and the imposter was——

"Wow!" A powerful spell suddenly hit her in the face.

Miaoyuan quickly stepped back, using the power of her heart to summon the magic weapon phantom out of thin air, resisting and averting the crisis in front of her.

The light in front of her slowly dissipated, and when she opened her eyes again, sure enough, the person in front of her had changed. He was no longer the humble and courteous one before.

Kui Yin looked at her angrily, "How did you know that I'm not a scholar?"

He had already disguised himself so much like Shuji, that in order to avoid being noticed by others, he deliberately used Shuji's breath to cover up his own aura, and thus deceived Murong Feng.

Unexpectedly, the person he was least defensive about would be the first person to see that he was not a scholar.

Miaoyuan held the phantom in her hands and sneered at him, "Although Senior Brother Shuji is not Master's disciple, he is a person from Cangling Mountain. It is impossible for him to be disrespectful and humble towards Senior Brother Murong. But When you saluted just now, you didn't even bend down, your movements weren't in place, you didn't even have a jade medal around your waist, so you call yourself Senior Brother Shuji?"

"Ha," he smiled coldly, not sure whether he was laughing at her or himself.

"I concealed the most important aura, but I didn't expect that because of these details, you, a brat, would see through it."

Even Murong Feng, who had advanced cultivation and powerful magic skills, was able to hide it, but he didn't expect that he would stumble upon a brat like her.

"I'm not a brat," Miaoyuan put the phantom back into the air. The powerful and dazzling purple light was undoubtedly revealed, shining on her delicate and delicate face, making it even more stunning, elegant and refined.

"In terms of years, I am now 19 years old, which is a full round older than you. You are only a [-]-year-old brat. What knowledge do you have to come and talk to me?!"

"You're talking nonsense!" he said angrily, "I'm 35 years old! According to what you say here, I should be 30 years old, 300 million years old!!"

"It's a joke. Humans are considered old when they live to be a hundred years old! My father is only 310 million years old this year. You, a little child, dare to compare with my father?"

"How dare you talk nonsense again?" Kui Yin was furious. He immediately pulled out the long sword from the scabbard on his waist, as if he was about to start a fight.

These words pierced Kui Yin's lungs. He came here inexplicably, and he was unfamiliar with the place, so he was very annoying. In the end, he was ridiculed by her, a little girl who was only in her teens and had no haircuts in the human race.

Really, it is intolerable.

"I'm not talking nonsense. If you want to fight, I can accompany you, but why did you lie to my senior brother?"

"Every one of you people here is so annoying! So strong! Doing random things! Why can't I deceive him?!" Miaoyuan laughed angrily, "You are just Heichang who dare not take action to bring you here, nor do you Dare to contradict me, the master of the sect on Cangling Mountain, so I can only bully Senior Brother Murong."

It really is the nature of a child, extremely childish.

"Then you guessed wrong. I dare to touch you." As he said that, he immediately swung the long sword in his hand and slashed at her shoulder fiercely.

Miaoyuan immediately gathered the power of her heart and controlled the phantom in the air: "Phantom, use the power of my heart to stop it!"

"Wow -" It was as if the power of a huge purple gauze was woven in front of her eyes, blocking the power of the long sword slashing at her, carefully guarding Miaoyuan, covering her tightly.

"You!!" Kui Yin looked at her with wide eyes, how could this happen? What kind of magic weapon was she that could be so powerful? It was more powerful and powerful than any magical weapon he had seen along the way.

She lightly curled her lips, "I forgot to mention that no matter how powerful your human sword is, it can't compare to the magic weapon Phantom in my hand."

"How could..." Kui Yin slowly put down the long sword in his hand, looking at the sharp sword, thinking of his father and brother who were far away in the human race.

"Li'er..."

"Look what treasures big brother has brought for you today?!"

The little boy Xiao Li couldn't wait to run forward, hugged his brother's thigh, looked up at him expectantly and said, "What good thing is it, brother?"

Xiao chuckled and bent down, holding the sword hidden behind his back in front of his eyes, and showed off: "The sword Ming Xiao was specially given by your Majesty to reward our Xiao family for fighting against foreign enemies."

"Father has been hiding in the study for a long time. I begged him with great difficulty. We, Li'er, are here. It's your birthday tomorrow, so let's treat it as a birthday gift from my brother, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiao Li responded crisply, and his little chubby hands also wanted to touch the Mingxiao sword with a slender blade and gorgeous patterns.

But Xiao gently slapped him away, "You are still young now. When you grow up, you will be able to wield this long sword."

"Yes," Xiao Shan strode over, feeling very pleased when he saw his smart eldest son and his lively and lovely youngest son standing together.

"Father?" One large and one small looked up at him, their expressions all synchronized with surprise.

Xiao Shan smiled, walked forward happily and said, "When Li'er grows up, he will be as powerful as your brother."

"Well! Li'er will grow up."

Kui Yin's thoughts were stretched, and the long sword in front of him turned into the loving faces of his father and brother at some point, and their careful instructions made people miss him very much.

But Miaoyuan's cold and stern words brought him back to reality in a second.

"You are indeed very smart, but you have only stayed in the mountain for a few days, and you have learned how to take people's bloodstains and pretend to be other people's faces and smells. You are very similar to Senior Brother Shuji, and you even hid it from Senior Brother Murong."

Even she was almost deceived by him.

It's just that she suffered a loss once and was fooled once, so she was very cautious this time.

Kui Yin couldn't help but touch the drop of blood at the corner of his mouth, and looked at her with cold eyes, showing some suppressed anger and restrained forbearance.

She is very smart.

No, everyone here is very smart and different from everyone else in the human race. He should not underestimate them.

Miaoyuan was not afraid of his anger at all, and continued with his angry eyes in an extremely calm tone: "But you have forgotten that after all, you have never learned any cultivation techniques, nor do you understand any magic weapons or techniques. , so you think you can safely escape Feng Lingxuan by tricking Senior Brother Murong down the mountain?"

He chuckled and put the long sword into the scabbard casually, "You guessed wrong, I didn't want to escape Feng Lingxuan."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I want everyone here to know that there will be retribution for taking me away from the human race and my family for no reason! You all said that I am not a human race and my fate should be like this! But I don’t believe in fate, so I want to make trouble in Canglingshan—"

"Never peace!"