Qi Feibai looked at the remnant soul in his hand, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.
"I'll take over this world now, you can go and collect her soul fragments." Tian Miao rudely drove away.
Qi Feibai put away the remnant soul and said to Tianmiao: "Then I'll trouble you, I'll give you the performance later. I'll go first."
"Go." Tian Miao smiled.
Qi Feibai left this world and returned to the transfer space absent-mindedly. Once again, he took out the porcelain bottle containing the remnant soul of the young master of the Demon Race, and looked at the porcelain bottle in a complicated way. The resolute beautiful eyes of the young master of the Demon Race appeared again in front of him. She knew that she was not her opponent, and she also knew that even if the soul was destroyed, it would not be possible to hurt him in the slightest. But she still did it, even if it was to add a little block to him, she also used her own way to avenge her clan.
Why is there such a stupid person
Qi Feibai squeezed the porcelain bottle tightly, left the transit space, and went to another world, ready to start searching for the girl's soul fragments.
At this moment, Tian Miao has performed time retrospection, returning to the first hundred years of the war between gods and demons, which was the year when the young master of the demon race was born.
And she must complete this task immersively and become the young master of the Demon Race.
…
Demon Palace.
"Born, born! It's a princess!"
"Have you given birth? Hahaha, I finally have a baby!"
A rough laughter almost shattered the roof of the Demon Palace. That was the laughter of the Demon King.
This year, the princess of the Demon Race was born and named Tianmiao.
When he was one year old, he was established as the young master. Not surprisingly, he would become the king of the Demon Race in the future.
When the young master was three years old, a Demon Venerable came to complain.
"King! The young master has torn down my roof! You have to decide for me!" The eldest one of the Eight Great Demon Lords ran into the palace to complain.
"Oh, what did you do to Miaomiao that she demolished your roof." Wang Xu squinted his eyes and asked calmly without moving his butt.
"I, I'm just joking that she's fat." Demon Venerable said weakly as his voice dropped.
"Then you deserve it!" Wang snorted coldly, "Is there anything else? Go on."
"Oh." Demon Venerable snorted, and without the momentum of howling just now, he went down.
When the young master was five years old, the three Demon Venerables joined forces to file a complaint.
"Wang, you have to take care of the young master. My son was beaten into a pig's head by the young master."
"My son's eyes have been blackened by the beating, Wang, you can't be used to the young master like this."
"Wang, my son is the worst. He was sent flying. I don't know where he went, and he hasn't come back yet."
Wang still squinted his eyes and said slowly, "How old are your sons?"
"Thirty-seven."
"Thirty-four."
"Thirty years old."
The three Demon Venerables revealed their ages. Demons have a very long lifespan, and they are not adults at all in their thirties. Generally, one must be one hundred and fifty years old to be considered an adult.
"My daughter is only five years old this year, understand? Five years old!" Wang gestured with his palm out, "Your son is in his thirties, and he was beaten into a dog by my five-year-old daughter. How dare you come to complain? Even Can't beat my five-year-old daughter? You still think you're shameless, don't you? Hurry up and get out of here, or I'll beat you all too soon!" Wang Xian had a look of contempt, and roared after speaking.
The three Demon Venerables hurriedly ran away.
When the Demon Lords left, the Demon King stroked his beard proudly. Oh, as expected of her own daughter, invincible in the world!
(End of this chapter)