The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 8 Don’t ask the kid to give you a few things
Haolan Hall

After Mohan ate a few lemon gardenias, he stopped feeling some pain. He was about to go back to the demon clan when he saw a crying glutinous rice dumpling walking in.

He took a closer look, well, the road is narrow. Isn't this the evil ghost who hurt him a few hours ago?

Xiaotuanzi wiped his red eyes, walked into the hall, looked at him eagerly, and asked: "Are you the demon who was hurt by me today?"

Mo Han was stunned, not knowing what this kid wanted to do, so he just nodded and said: "Yes, yes..."

What do you do?

He really wanted to say this, but looking at the little kid in front of him who was only 10,000+ years old, he didn't ask.

"My father asked me to come over and apologize to you."

"Father?!" Mo Han was stunned for a moment. Who is her father?

The next second he saw Xiaotuanzi, he concentrated on his magic and summoned the Cang Qionghao Sword that injured him.

When he was about to react, Xiaotuanzi made a "click" sound, threw the long sword at his feet, closed his eyes, and looked at death with a small expression.

She said: "In order to reciprocate, you will also hurt me once."

"Huh?!" Mohan was really eye-opening. This was the first time he saw the word "reciprocity".

Also, why hurt her once?

Aren't they evened out?
Besides, now that he has obtained the Demon Pearl Flower, he still owes His Highness the King of Hell a favor. Why is this kid joining in the fun?
Xiaotuanzi opened his eyes. Although his eyes were still red, his little face was filled with disgust in an instant, "Why can't you understand me?"

"I said, if you hurt me once, treat it as a courtesy between us."

"No!" Mo Han responded quickly to her, otherwise this kid would really think he didn't understand.

"You don't have to do this. I have already forgiven you. What's more, my injuries are much better. Thank you very much... little kid."

Xiaotuanzi's eyes widened suddenly, as if it was the first time he heard such an unpleasant name, and he shouted angrily: "What did you call me? Little, ghost?!"

"Yes...no, no," Mohan wanted to explain that he didn't know her and could only call her this way, but this explanation didn't feel right and he choked for a moment.

Xiaotuanzi came forward, raised his little face, looked up at him, and said with pride and dignity: "I am your father's only daughter in this hell! My name is Miaoyuan! Don't scream, kid!"

"You, you, you, are you your highness?" Mohan was stunned. He never expected that the kid who hurt him would be the daughter of His Highness the King of Hell.

That's right, if she wasn't His Highness, how could His Highness the King of Hell apologize to him for her sake.

Xiaotuanzi's small lips whispered: "Yes, you can use the honorific title for me."

"magic--"

"But now I am the one who apologizes to you, so you don't have to be so respectful."

"..." Mohan was about to salute, but was immediately blocked.

Xiaotuanzi picked up the sword from the ground again, held it above his head with both hands, handed it to him, lowered his head and said, "Today, I hurt you while practicing sword flying, and I apologize to you."

Mohan was so frightened that he quickly said: "No, no, no, no -"

He couldn't bear His Highness's courtesy.

"You can take this sword and hurt me once, and it will be even."

"No, how is this okay?" Mohan stretched out his hand and carefully helped her up, "His Highness the King of Hell has already apologized to me on your behalf, and I have also accepted His Highness the King of Hell's apology. How can I hurt you again? "

Then wouldn’t he have to return the Demonic Flower that he finally got?

"Apologise?" Xiaotuanzi suddenly became energetic and looked at him curiously, "What treasure did my father give you that you won't blame me for?" "It's a magical flower that can save people's lives. .”

"The Demonic Flower?" The name sounded familiar to Xiao Tuanzi, as if he had heard it somewhere.

She quickly put away the Cang Qiong Hao Sword in her hand, took off the Qiankun bag from her waist, pointed the mouth of the bag downward, and fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

"Crash!" Everything inside was poured out, including food, drink, things to play, as well as all kinds of medicinal flowers, treasures, and magic weapons. It can be said that there is everything you need, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

"Are these the flowers you are talking about?" Xiaotuanzi pointed at the various flowers on the ground and asked him obediently.

Mo Han looked at these hundreds of medicinal flowers, dumbfounded, and trembled: "Where did you, these medicinal materials come from?"

sky! !

There are several magic flowers, as well as the unicorn and silver willow flowers that stop bleeding and relieve pain, the pansy and cordyceps that relieve cough and itching, the beauty and beauty flowers that promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and the tungflowers, and even more bizarre ones. Aircraft, blasters, assimilation devices, thunder weapons, the Blue Sea Sword that hurts people and kills immortals, a pillow of water, the Sunset Sword, the Spear Shadow Sword, and some sword manuals and spell scriptures that even have ancient names. .

This was just what he remembered at a glance, and what he didn't remember.

So, how much stuff does she put in this little Qiankun bag?Moreover, they are all extremely rare and precious medicines, long-lost magic weapons and treasures.

Does His Highness the King of Hell know all these valuable things?
Xiaotuanzi held the Qiankun bag in his hand, looked at him with an indifferent expression and said, "Mother Meng and the others gave them to me, and I stole some from my father."

"Stealed, stolen?!" Mo Han almost flashed his tongue. She is worthy of being the little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell. She is so courageous and courageous that she even dares to steal His Highness the King of Hell's things.

"Yes, my father will not blame me. Take a look and see if there is anything you like. I will give you a few."

"How many things will you give me?" Mo Han was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

There are so many rare treasures for him to choose from like setting up a street stall. How many more do you want to give him?

In today's world, are these treasures so worthless?

"Well, you pick and choose." Xiaotuanzi suddenly thought of something, and then said, "But if you pick the treasure, you can't hurt me. It will be a clean break between us."

Mohan was very moved by these treasures, but he had to pay attention to morality. He had already received the gift from His Highness the King of Hell, so how could he receive another gift from His Highness?
Therefore, Mohan shook his head firmly, and in order to correct his attitude, he took a few steps back, away from these treasures, and said, "I cannot accept these gifts. Thank you, Your Highness."

"Why?" Xiao Tuanzi was a little confused. He had obviously made a sound of exclamation just now. He obviously liked these treasures. Why did he reject them now?
"I have already said that His Highness the King of Hell has already given me the next gift of apology, and I have also forgiven Your Highness for today's fault. How can I accept another gift?"

"No, no, no, this is different. What my father is compensating is my share, and what I am compensating is my share. What's more, it was my father who asked me to come over and apologize to you. You can't be without any courtesy. receive."

"Thank you, Your Highness, I would like to--" No more.

"In that case, I will choose for you. Aren't you injured? These medicinal flowers are given to you as my apology."

Xiaotuanzi emphasized the word "mine", hoping that he would understand that she and her father were two different kinds of apology.

"No," Mohan was about to refuse when he saw Xiaotuanzi closing up the stall neatly, leaving only the beads of flowers that could cure illnesses and save lives.

"From now on, we owe nothing to each other. I hope that this demon master has returned and will not come to cause trouble for me."

"How could I--" He is that kind of person.

Before Mohan finished speaking, Xiaotuanzi put away the Qiankun bag, summoned Cangqiong Haojian quickly, and Yujian left.

Mohan: "..."

Are all the young highnesses of this generation so difficult to lead?Compared to their little prince, it is really even better.

　I haven't been able to update stably these days. I'm a little sick, so I'm sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)