C533 Proclamation of war by the demon king of the desolate land (1/2)
In the face of Gu Huang's request, even Old King could not refuse it. After all, if he still refused, it would be equivalent to slapping his face.
and Diana, however, were even more agitated. With Diana's understanding of Gu Huang, he was completely a little devil king.
If she didn't dig, she would cut her head off.
Even one of her Dharma Body had been tricked, how could this be a good thing?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
He was definitely putting on an act.
This was what I meant for Grand Elder to see, it was simply too shameless, too shameless, ok?
He had clearly come to find the Grand Elder, but he was still acting in front of him.
How shameless!
How shameless!
But there was no other way. She didn't dare to say anything! Didn't he see the Grand Elder calling him ”brother” and ”brother”?
This intimacy was a bit too much!
Who knows what kind of relationship they had, who knows if this little devil king has secretly exposed them, even if they clearly knew that little devil king was acting.
He was purposely acting cool!
What could she do? Wasn't it just letting him pretend!?
Diana was not satisfied with seven of them, but she had no choice but to endure.
At this time, a tall and sturdy, golden-haired youngster who seemed to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old walked over. He had the and Nine Stages of the cultivation, but his expression was dispirited.
He was the Sacred Son of the Sacred Hall, An Delu. He was a descendant of the people left behind after the arrival of the Temple of Light.
Gu Huang swept a glance across An Delu. This person seemed somewhat similar to the races on Earth, who were also known as the Human Clan of a foreign nation.
”An Delu greets his two highnesses!”
An Delu performed a standard knight salute, but from time to time, he would look towards Gu Huang, revealing an indiscernible hint of hatred and disgust, coming from the depths of his soul …
Gu Huang, it's really you …
Relying on Saint Master Qian Long being your martial uncle, you snatched my fiancee away from me.
I swear that I will not rest until my death.
”Holy Son An Delu, sorry, my Ninth Uncle hurt you, so I, Gu Huang, am here to apologize.”
”If you have any requests, you can ask for them. As long as I can fulfill them, I will not refuse.”
”Today, I have come to resolve this misunderstanding.”
Gu Huang revealed a friendly smile, he did not have any domineering aura, but he was able to acutely feel An Delu's enmity and killing intent towards him.
It should be his first time meeting this person, and he actually harbored enmity towards him.
Could it be because of her!?
Now that the tigress had become a disciple of the Saint Master, who would help her make decisions for matters that she was unwilling to do?
Naturally, the marriage contract was gone.
However, this An Delu still held a grudge against him.
Originally, I wanted to spare your life, but since you dared to show any hostility towards me, I will not let you live today.
You are courting death, but you can't blame me.
”Enough, Gu Huang, you lowly, filthy bastard, stop pretending to be good for me. I don't need your pity.”
”Remember this, I, An Delu, will one day kill all of your lowly and filthy lower Human Clan.”
”You are not worthy to live in this world.”
”Especially a despicable, despicable, shameless bastard like you. You can only hate me for not being able to kill you with my own hands.”
The anger that had been accumulated within An Delu could no longer be suppressed the moment he saw Gu Huang. It was pure hatred and killing intent that came from the depths of his bones.
His facial features were almost distorted, and his eyes were extremely resentful!
The hatred of stealing his wife was irreconcilable.
would never compromise with Gu Huang, this incomparably despicable, dirty and lowly Human Clan.