Evil Emperor, my mother-in-law is super righteous

Chapter 1337 Master, It's Too Late

Mu Qingluan guessed that the little girl they were talking about might be Child Elder.

To be honest, Bai Li is indeed good-looking, but this alien patriarch has lived for tens of millions of years, and there is no such beauty in the upper world, so it is impossible to have such thoughts about Bai Li.

Moreover, for people in the upper realm, someone like Bai Li is indeed a little girl.

"Who knows what the patriarch thinks, can you still wish to know the patriarch's mind?" Another person responded indifferently.

That is the head of a clan, just like an emperor, who dares to guess their minds randomly.

The two walked further and further away as they talked, and Mu Qingluan didn't listen to what they said anymore, but she was sure of one thing, the person they were talking about was Child Elder.

"I didn't expect Child Elder to be arrested as soon as she returned to the Eight Desolation Continent. It's really useless." Fenghuang said that she disliked Child Elder very much.

He also said that a god-level alchemist is a god-level alchemist, and those who can reach the god-level alchemist will not be so low in cultivation.

"After all, she is just a ray of soul that took away other people's bodies, and it is not a strange thing that her cultivation level is weaker." Mu Qingluan found it funny when she heard Fenghuang's words.

If Child Elder heard Fenghuang's words, she would probably vomit blood with anger, despite Child Elder's appearance, she is a person who wants to save face.

"Hmph, weak is weak, what are you going to do with so many excuses?" Fenghuang rolled his eyes, expressing his disapproval of his master's words.

Mu Qingluan rubbed the bridge of his nose, Fenghuang's words were not unreasonable, they could all be caught, and they were indeed too weak.

In the entire Eight Desolation Continent, although the weakest is not a foreign race, it is not much better than the weakest aquatic race.

What's more, the aquarium...

She felt that it was not what she saw on the surface. In her memory, the goddess of water, Shui Ling, did not have much contact with the four of them thousands of years ago, but she did not do anything excessive.

At that time, Jin Luan thought that Shuiling was just because the Shui tribe was the weakest of the five major tribes in the Eight Desolation Continent, so he felt humble and didn't want to get close to others.

But now, she doesn't think so anymore, she always feels that things are getting more and more strange, including the incident of besieging her thousands of years ago...

Thinking of this, Mu Qingluan narrowed his eyes slightly.

There will always be times when things come to light.

"Master, I found Child Elder and brought her out." At this moment, Qilin's voice came from his mind.

"Be careful, don't let anyone find out."

If she finds out, she will have to waste some time to deal with it, which is very troublesome.

"Master, it's already late." Qilin sighed.

It always felt that the owner was a crow's mouth, and it was fine just now, but after the owner said so, it was discovered.

"Come out quickly." Mu Qingluan said seriously.

Pulling Fenghuang, she walked towards the cliff. Looking at the cliff, she squinted her eyes again.

If a grenade goes down, what wonderful things will happen underneath?
"I count to five, and you must appear in front of me." Mu Qingluan said to Qilin with his spiritual sense.

Without waiting for it to respond, he counted on his own, "One..."

"Ah, wait, master..." Just as Mu Qingluan counted, Qilin yelled.

Ignoring Qilin's ghostly cry, "Two..."

"..."

"three……"

"..."

"Four……"

"I'm coming, I'm coming..."

"five……"

Just as Qilin appeared with Child Elder, Mu Qingluan's five characters had already fallen.

"Shh..."

Throwing a black object in the hand, only heard a very light swishing sound, as if slowing down, slowly falling down the cliff.

(End of this chapter)