Chapter 75 Think I'll Care?

"Young Master Xiao, do you know what Zichu Shangshen is doing now?"

There was a sinister smile on the face of the Demon Flute King, and his purple pupils were even more strange. When he saw the panic flashing across Xiao Shu's face, he knew that he had made the right bet.

It's just that he doesn't understand why Jing Yi and Xiao Shu are always obsessed with this junior God, women are always just burdens!
Xiao Shu concealed the panic in his eyes, his gaze was like a blade, cold and sharp, even if he wanted to ignore the Demon King, the turmoil in his heart couldn't fool him.

He has her in his heart, he cares about her.

The trick flute didn't wait for him to answer, his body was glowing with purple demon power, and the melodious flute sounded.

Zichu's figure appeared in front of Xiao Shu, and she was embracing with Jing Yi at this moment, with thousands of brilliance flowing in her eyes, they whispered love words and expressed their longing.
Xiao Shu's fists hidden in his sleeves were clenched tighter and tighter, but his face was as colorless as clear water. He raised his eyebrows suddenly, and his eyes were so cold that the trick flute couldn't see clearly, "Demon King, it's just a erotic palace. , do you think I would care?"

The trick flute put away the illusion, and the melodious sound of the flute stopped abruptly. He snorted coldly, "Boy, this demon king is here to show you who that woman is!"

Xiao Shu's brows were frowned, his eyes seemed to be covered with ice and snow, and even his whole body was radiating a coldness, just the look in his eyes made the Demon King tremble all over.

"Young Master Xiao, let's join hands!"

The Die Flute is thinking about it, Jing Yi would rather give up Biluo Huangquan for that woman, and break with him. Those subordinates in the demon world respect him on the surface, but in fact, they have planned to usurp the throne many times in secret. I'm afraid there are not even bones left.

"What is the use of Zichu's soul?" Xiao Shu looked at the ambition in the demon king's eyes and knew that things were not that simple. He wanted to know why Zichu's soul was necessary!

Because of Xiao Shu's words, Diaodi's face became a little stiff, and then he returned to normal, "Mr. Xiao, if you join hands with me, what is Nine Heavens?"

Xiao Shu saw that he was always avoiding questions, so he asked directly and clearly, "Who the hell is Zichu?"

He had doubts about Zichu's identity for a long time in his heart. Although the **** soul was trapped in Jing Yi's folding fan, he actually saw the phoenix in Zichu's body. , he wanted to figure it out even more.

Seeing that the Piper couldn't hide it from him, he knew that it would not be so easy to cover up the past, but he didn't intend to tell the truth, "Shangshen Zichu is the blood of the God of War Yinchuan, and only her soul can open the blood of the God of War Yinchuan. A treasure!"

Stealing Flute stared at the expression on Xiao Shu's face, but found that Xiao Shu was still indifferent, even a little lazy, and couldn't help feeling a burst of anger rising in his heart.

"I'm not interested." Xiao Shu glanced sideways at the Die Flute, and said expressionlessly, the treasure left by Yinchuan is naturally Zichu's, and now that the Demon King has Yinchuan's idea, he doesn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore .

Many years later, what Xiao Shu regretted was that if he could have asked more, maybe she would not have endured so much pain in the future.

However, there are no ifs in life.

Seeing Xiao Shu's disdain, Guidi's anger surged higher and higher, and he turned into a snake body again, this time his body was extremely huge, running across the air.

The scales were extremely hard, covered with purple patterns all over its body, its speed was very fast, and the air around it also spun.

(End of this chapter)

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