231 No Faking of Accidents
In the Holy Son’s Hall.
The lighting was dim and the atmosphere felt oppressive.
A whole day seed to have passed by for a long ti, yet it also seed to have just passed in a flash.
However, the Holy Son no longer maintained the initial indifferent expression on his face. His extraordinarily handso face was like an overcast sky that was about to rain.
“Jiao Jiao still hasn’t appeared…”
He muttered to himself in a very low voice.
Next to him, Mo Zhongxiu shivered.
“What’s going on? Didn’t His Highness the Holy Son say that everything is under control?”
This forr princess felt as if her heart was gradually sinking to the bottom of the valley at this mont. At the sa ti, she felt a heartfelt sense of anger. “That Jiao Jiao really deserves to die. The East Sea Flood Dragon Clan has already been destroyed, so why isn’t he dead yet? He made His Highness the Holy Son so angry for no reason. He can’t absolve himself of the bla even if he dies ten thousand tis!”
At this mont, the Holy Son of the Demon Clan no longer maintained his usual gentle deanor.
The feeling that Mo Zhongxiu got was that a terrifying monster was lying dormant there. At any mont, it would open its bloody mouth and devour her flesh and soul.
“You…”
Suddenly, the Holy Son on the throne turned his head abruptly and locked his blood-red eyes on Mo Zhongxiu.
The low and hoarse voice was completely different from his normal voice. It was like rusty tal rubbing together, making one’s hair stand on end.
“Did you just say that… I’m like a… monster?”
“How… how do you know…”
Mo Zhongxiu was greatly horrified. The unparalleled sense of shock and astonishnt completely destroyed her psychological defense in almost an instant!
In an instant, her body seed to have completely frozen.
No matter how her consciousness tried to make her move, her entire body felt as if it was filled with lead and she could not move at all. Then, this forr eldest princess of Xuanwu Kingdom found herself being lifted up into the air.
Her long legs kept twitching and her eyes were filled with fear. Tears welled up in her eyes and fell on her clothes, wetting the part on her chest.
However, all she could see was His Highness the Holy Son’s slightly distorted face.
This made Mo Zhongxiu feel a sense of loss and fear. How could His Highness the Holy Son know what she was thinking? And why was His Highness the Holy Son so angry?
Could it be…
Just because of the word monster?
“Monster? What right do you have to call us monsters?”
The Holy Son’s face contorted and his veins were throbbing and twitching. “The thing I hate most in my life is being called a monster…”
Mo Zhongxiu just watched helplessly as the Holy Son raised a hand with bulging veins and grabbed at the air. Her body also rose higher and higher, becoming more and more rigid like a rock.
Drip!
Drip!
After an unknown period of ti, the Holy Son’s Hall fell silent.
Only the sound of liquid dripping down could be heard, making the place seem even more terrifying and eerie.
At this mont, Mo Zhongxiu could no longer sense her own body. Even her consciousness began to beco ethereal and gradually dissipated, about to completely disappear.
Her mind was already filled with the fear of death.
Suddenly, the strength being used on Mo Zhongxiu froze for a mont, as if the Holy Son sensed sothing. He suddenly stood up from the throne and looked in the direction of the twelfth door, saying, “Jiao Jiao… you’re finally here!”
In front of the last door, there were only a few demon beasts entering in an orderly manner.
Suddenly, a palm slapped on Ma Lu’s back. “Look over there, isn’t that Jiao Jiao?”
“What? Xia Donghai, are you saying that Jiao Jiao has appeared?”
Feng Xia did not expect Ma Lu to roar loudly without a second thought when it heard what he said. Its shout shook the sky and almost instantly attracted the attention of many demon beasts.
Although there were many demon beasts that had already entered the Demon Imperial Tombs, there were still more left in the outside world.
In fact…
There were even demon kings among them!
“What, that Jiao Jiao is still alive?”
“Didn’t the Demon Divine Palace announce that the fellow had been killed and that the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan had been removed from the list?”
“Can it be that… the news from the Demon Divine Palace is not true?”
There was an uproar imdiately.
Even Feng Xia could not help but be stunned for a mont. Then, he heard a sneer from Ma Lu along with a weak wave of magical power. “Xia Donghai, I’ve been waiting for you! You want to cheat ? No way!”
Have I been… sched against instead?
After realizing this, Feng Xia could not help but look amused.
After using underhanded thods for so many tis, it was finally his turn to be sabotaged. In a sense, could this be considered his first ti?
“However, although this guy’s thod is simple, it’s quite effective. It’s equivalent to sending a lot of hatred my way in an instant…”
Even so, Feng Xia was not very angry.
After all, ever since he transmigrated, he had attracted more than just one or two waves of hatred. Even if there were a few more, he would not feel any difference.
Furthermore…
“Do you think this is beyond my expectations?”
The smug Ma Lu did not notice that Feng Xia’s lips curled up slightly and did not show any signs of panic even when he saw what was happening in front of him.
“Kid, rember to kneel down and call grandfather the next ti you see !”
This strange-looking demon beast laughed loudly in the voice transmission. However, in the next mont, it saw the handso young man raise his hand and pat its shoulder. “Jiao Jiao, I didn’t expect you to beco like this! You almost deceived His Highness the Holy Son—”
The next mont, Ma Lu’s aura changed!
An aura unique to the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan emanated without reservation, causing an unprecedented commotion.
“This aura… It’s indeed from the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan!”
“Unexpected, unexpected! That Jiao Jiao is really bold enough to hide right under our noses!”
In an instant, countless demon beasts beca very worked up.
“You, you, you—”
Before Ma Lu could react, he was shocked to see the young man suddenly raise his hand to grab his own chest. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his breathing suddenly weakened.
Not only that, the young man’s chest clearly looked caved in as if he had suffered a heavy blow from a terrifying force. He flew backward and crashed into the twelfth door!
Imdiately after, the twelfth door collapsed.
“Jiao Jiao… You actually used a sneak attack on …”
In the end, his parting scene for everyone was “Xia Donghai”‘s shout of shock and anger, as well as a figure that disappeared into the teleportation portal.
In the next mont, the Holy Son of the Demon Clan suddenly descended upon them.
A terrifying aura swept in all directions, as if it could burn the river and boil the sea, instantly enveloping Ma Lu in it.
“You… Well done!”
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