Chapter 570 (1/2)

”May I ask your majesty, which is the most important thing between the demon family and the Dragon Palace?”

The boa constrictor demon named dragon Dagen said in a deep voice.

When he finished, the brow of Longya was wrinkled.

Maybe it's because the other party is one of his top ten demon generals and has a lot of value. Otherwise, he's going to fall on his head.

”What do you mean...?”

The opening of Longya is as heavy as a mountain, and the Longwei has been pressed on the whole hall.

All the demon families below Yuanying territory were oppressed on the ground by the dragon and could not rise again. The blood had overflowed at the corners of their mouths.

Friars, let alone ordinary mortals.

Thousands of mortal beauties in the palace fell to the ground and lost their will.

......

The demon family is in the world. Outside the miaoshui palace, which is hundreds of miles away from the demon country, an old man rode a big black-and-white dog to the Mountain Gate of the miaoshui palace.

Raised his head and looked at a mountain gate. The old man touched his beard and said, ”here it is.”

Beside the old man, a 16-year-old boy raised his long sword. The long sword was dark and black.

Sword name ”night”

The sword matches the boy very well.

When the young man named Sha wanted to cut off with a sword, someone reached out and gently held his wrist: ”don't worry, maybe there's your junior sister in it.”

The old man walked into the miaoshui palace. The Dharma array in the miaoshui palace was triggered. Before two cups of tea, dozens of disciples of the miaoshui palace stood in front of the old man and the young man.

”Little dolls, can you tell my old bone that an old man wants to see Murong's little sister? This old man knows her master.”

The old man and benevolence are like ordinary farmers in rural areas, kind and close to people.

Hearing that the uncle was looking for Miss Murong in the palace, the disciples of miaoshui palace looked at each other, and then a woman came forward and asked the old man to wait a moment.

The old man just smiled and nodded, indicating that he would not walk around.

After Banzhu incense, Murong Qin came with his sword, followed by Xia Ju, the leader of miaoshui palace.

”Is Grandpa?”

When the sword fell to the ground, Murong Qin saluted the younger generation.

Xia Ju looked at the old man, the young man and the mount under the old man.

Unconsciously, an image slowly emerged in Xia Ju's mind.

But she couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that the legendary old man would come to such a small Miao water palace.

But

Recently, Xia Ju also heard that the old man on the moon went out of the mountain to guide his disciples, and Murong Qin is a genius

Do you?

”Well, good.”

Looking at murongqin from bottom to top, the old man smiled kindly and nodded.

In the eyes of the old man, there was no ”color” in his eyes. Instead, he seemed to be seriously looking at a younger generation.

Murongqin also found that he didn't hate the grandpa looking at him, because it seemed that he was really like his elders, caring about himself kindly.