The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 507: Give Another Slap and Wait for Fate
Inside the ancestral hall

Miao Yuan looked at them fiercely, "Even if I really did something to betray the ghost clan, it is up to my father and the elders to judge. No matter when and where, it is not your turn as a small ghost official to punish me!"

That look again.

It was that kind of superior, disdainful look again.

Su Qin was so angry that she was going crazy. She rushed forward and pushed Miao Yuan aside like a madman, "Who do you think you are? How dare you say that I am wrong?!"

"Ah..." Miao Yuan was hit hard and pushed to the side. Her head hit the ground heavily, as if she had suddenly lost weight. She felt tinnitus, dizziness and felt very uncomfortable.

"Young Prince!" Cao Fu covered her mouth in shock, unable to believe that Lady Suqin actually dared to hurt the young prince.

“Mmmm!!” Little ghost, how are you? ! Lu Qing’s hands and feet were bound by magic, and a cloth was stuffed in his mouth so he couldn’t make any sound. He could only make mumbling sounds to remind him.

"Your Highness..." Xun An was about to rush over to protect Miao Yuan, but he was tied up by the arms by the ghost soldiers beside him.

"How dare you! You are so bold!!"

Xun An glared at them and kept cursing. Cao Fu was frightened and started crying. On one side was the little prince, and on the other was Elder An. She didn't know which one to save.

Suqin walked up to Miaoyuan, looked down at her, and said with contempt and madness: "So what if you are a little princess? Now I am the master of the ghost clan, what I say is what I say, and what I want to do is what I want to do!"

"How dare you stop me?!"

Miao Yuan took a moment to relax, until her eyes opened from the pain, and then she realized that she was really pushed by Suqin.

Oh, she is really crazy.

Miao Yuan raised her head proudly, turned to look at her with a sneer on her lips, "So what if you are the boss? In this ghost hell, you, Suqin, will never be as good as me."

"Damn it!" The moment Su Qin finished her words, she slapped her hard, using all her strength and without mercy, as if she was venting all the frustration she had accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years on Miao Yuan.

"Young Prince!" Everyone was shocked, and even the eyes of the ghost soldiers trembled.

"Say it again, who am I not as good as?" Su Qin stared at her with vicious eyes. Her delicate and charming face was twisted and full of resentment at this moment.

I don’t know if she was irritated by Miao Yuan’s words at this moment, or if this was her true face, but in any case, Lady Suqin tonight was scary to see.

"Your Highness..." Cao Fu looked at her crying, but it was a pity that she was powerless. With her mediocre kung fu, she was stopped by the ghost soldiers beside her in just one move, and ended up in the same situation as Old An.

"Mmmmmm!" Kid, don't irritate her, she's crazy now. Lu Qing shook his head at Miao Yuan. Su Qin was like a crazy person who had gone crazy. Whatever Miao Yuan said was just irritating her.

Miao Yuan felt the burning pain on her face, and a deep chill appeared in her eyes. It was the first time that she wanted to kill someone instead of crying when she was bullied.

"say something!"

"Who am I inferior to?!"

Suqin bent down and pulled up Miao Yuan, who was lying on the ground, with great force, just like how she had dragged Lu Qing just now. Her movements were rough and brutal. If someone didn't know, they would think Miao Yuan was her enemy.

But Miao Yuan was indeed her enemy. Years of resentment and resentment had made Su Qin regard the person in front of her as her enemy.

Miao Yuan looked at her with cold eyes. Just as she was about to repeat what she had said, the words that Lu Qing said to her using the power of the heart rang in her mind.

"Little ghost, don't irritate her. I'll deal with these ghost warriors, and you deal with this crazy woman."

Miao Yuan tilted her head to glance at Lu Qing, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, as if saying, "Are you sure, little uncle? These ghost soldiers cannot be dealt with without four or five million years of spiritual cultivation. Even her father may not be able to deal with them."

Lu Qing was anxious and used the power of the heart to convey a message again, "Don't just stand there, do you want to watch this crazy woman destroy this ancestral hall, or do you want to watch her slap you again?!"

In no mood.

Not to mention slapping her, Miaoyuan felt so sick when she saw Suqin's crazy and distorted face.

"At my command, kid, get ready--"

"Mmm!" Get started.

Lu Qing suddenly broke free from the power of magic and jumped up. He quickly took the cloth off his mouth and used the power of the heart to injure the two ghost soldiers on the opposite side. Miao Yuan quickly pushed away Su Qin who was grabbing her collar and summoned the ancient magic weapon phantom, "Cao Fu, Xun An, get out of the way! The rest of you who are not afraid of death, just come and attack!!"

When the ghost soldiers saw this, they immediately let go of Cao Fu and Xun An and rushed forward to deal with them.

Cao Fu and Xun An looked at each other, and immediately trotted to hide behind the inner pillars of the ancestral hall to avoid being accidentally injured by these people.

Su Qin yelled angrily, "Catch these two for me. The little prince actually dared to acknowledge a demon as his father, which means he is betraying the ghost clan and is invincible with the ghost clan! Today, we will execute them right here at the ancestral hall in the Soul Devouring Cave!"

"Yes, ghost soldiers have received the order." A group of ghost generals began to swarm forward.

Miao Yuan immediately summoned the phantom magic weapon to protect herself and the ancestral hall behind her. "Uncle, you must not disturb the ancestors of the ghost clan."

Lu Qing curled her red lips, stretched her legs, and shone with confidence like a demon. "Got it, little prince."

If he didn't beat them to a pulp today, he wouldn't be Lu Qing. He wanted to take back all the humiliation he had just suffered.

"Suqin, come out and fight me if you have the guts!" Miao Yuan glanced at Suqin, then summoned the Sky Sword, and put the magical weapon phantom in front of her into the Qiankun bag. Then she controlled the Sky Sword, leaped into the air, and flew over the ancestral hall.

Su Qin looked at her viciously and smiled grimly, "You are courting death."

Su Qin flew up, the powerful force of cultivation swept over her body. The dark purple light was extremely dazzling and strange under the bright moonlight.

"Your Highness, be careful!" Xun An came out trembling, his face full of worry. This Suqin ghost official has almost three million years of spiritual power. If he fights against the young prince, the young prince will definitely lose.

Cao Fu sat on the ground hugging her knees, looking up at the little prince flying away, but she was powerless to stop him. She cried bitterly, "Wuwuwu... Little Prince..."

"You must not get hurt!!"

Seeing Miao Yuan lead Su Qin away, Lu Qing felt relieved. He looked at the group of ghost warriors in front of him with a cold and gloomy expression.

Lu Qing summoned his own sword and looked at the group of ghost warriors and sneered: "Come on, let me also see the power of the ghost warriors that His Majesty the King of Hell has raised for millions of years."

The group of dead warriors looked at each other, and their pupils changed immediately. They took the swords in their hands and rushed up. Their moves were fierce and fast, almost dazzling.

Lu Qing immediately flew out of the ancestral hall and started fighting with the ghost warriors outside. After all, he was an old monster who had been imprisoned for tens of millions of years, so it was not difficult to hold them back for a while.

Cao Fu watched Lu Qing fight with them and sobbed softly, "What should we do, Elder An?"

The young prince cannot defeat Lord Suqin, and this Demon King Lu cannot deal with this group of ghost soldiers either.

Xun An glanced at the people fighting, and thought quickly about how to break the current dilemma. He knew that the young prince was no match for Master Suqin, and he led Master Suqin away at this moment just because he was afraid that this group of people would destroy the ancestral hall of the ghost clan.

But now His Majesty the King of Hell is not in the palace, and several elders of the clan are in seclusion together, ignoring worldly affairs. Who can save the little prince?

"Old An, what should we do?" Cao Fu sat on the ground, hugging herself, watching the magic moves outside the ancestral hall, trembling with fear.

Xun An thought of something and immediately turned to look at her, "Go find Lady Meng Hui. She has been in charge of the Eighteen Layers of Hell for many years. She must have a way to subdue these ghost warriors."

Cao Fu nodded nervously, "Okay...Okay, I'll go right away."

"But," Xun An said with a look of sorrow and worry, "How can a mere ghost servant like you enter the Eighteenth Level of Hell?"

Cao Fu secretly encouraged herself, repeating the same words over and over again, "I can do it... I can do it... As long as I can save the little prince, I can do it."

"Not as good as I——"

Xun An was just about to say that he was old and had lived enough, so let him go to the eighteenth level of hell, but Cao Fu quickly interrupted him.

"No, Elder An, you are old, and I am afraid you can't even go to the tenth level of hell. I am different. After all, I am a ghost servant who has been with the young prince for many years. No one is more suitable than me."

"This……"

Cao Fu stood up with the help of the pillar beside her, her legs still trembling a little, "It's me who will go. It's my fate to decide life and death."

(End of this chapter)