Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

"I am Mingyou Yuanzun."

The old man was obviously a little defensive.

Hua Qingyu just hugged Miaomiao tightly and wiped her mouth.

"It's pretty awesome."

"Then come in."

"No entry."

Mingyou Yuanzun: ...

Things are changing so fast out there that he can hardly see through people's minds.

"why."

Give him a reason.

Hua Qingyu stared straight ahead, "Are you sure we can get out alive after getting the inheritance?"

The voice of the old man on the other side became noticeably weaker.

"It might work."

— — — —

Mei Lingxin and others stepped into the palace, looked at the five gates in front of them, each chose the direction they liked, and walked in.

Wei Zixian naturally went with Mei Lingxin, "Lingxin, stay with me."

"Ah."

Mei Lingxin timidly held his sleeve, and Wei Zixian felt very comfortable with this dependence.

But no matter whether it was the door in the center chosen by Wei Zixian, or the other four doors chosen by the other disciples.

Behind the door, without exception, there is an ancient battlefield raging with flames of war.

There were countless heroes fighting inside, but what surprised everyone was—

The enemy on the opposite side is actually also an immortal.

Everyone finally got a glimpse of the truth that happened thousands of years ago.

Xuanchu Zhenjun wanted to unify the world, but he was violent and suspicious by nature.

In order to make people, demons, monsters and immortals all submit to him.

Therefore, Xuanchu Zhenjun planned for many years and stirred up conflicts among various ethnic groups everywhere.

But just when he was about to succeed, his plan was discovered.

The people began to resist, and Xuanchu Zhenjun no longer pretended and began to massacre those who opposed him.

The other tribes were not pushovers either and also dealt a heavy blow to Master Xuanchu.

And the end of everything began with the Chaos War.

In that battle, no one could tell exactly what happened.

All we know is that countless casualties occurred in various races, and almost no one who participated in that chaotic war survived.

The Demon Lord back then was also the main force against True Lord Xuanchu. He probably never imagined that thousands of years later, the demons would be hunted down and killed.

"No, it's impossible."

how could be.

How could an immortal be wrong?

And how can the devil be good?

Some of the disciples who were dragged into the ancient battlefield could not bear it and began to cover their foreheads and mutter to themselves.

It seemed that his sea of ​​consciousness was hurt by the murderous intent on the ancient battlefield.

Wei Zixian couldn't control himself and knelt on one knee on the ground.

Even at this time, he still hasn't forgotten Mei Lingxin.

"Lingxin, hide behind me."

But when he turned around, he saw Mei Lingxin slumped on the ground, tremblingly stuffing the pill into her mouth.

Bah, useless man, she has to save herself.

After taking various pills, Mei Lingxin felt a little better.

On the ancient battlefield, even the little bit of pressure left over was enough to kill them eight hundred times.

Looking at the pill in Mei Lingxin's hand, Wei Zixian subconsciously said, "I won't eat it."

At the same time, another beautiful voice sounded, "Daoyou Wei, you will definitely be able to hold on."

Wei Zixian's face turned red instantly, he looked at Mei Lingxin and snorted.

He seemed to be laughing at his own self-conceit.

But people always have fantasies and will not turn back until they hit the wall.

Wei Zixian stared at Mei Lingxin closely, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.

"Can you give me one?"

— — — —

A projection stone was installed on Mei Lingxin's body, and Hua Qingyu, who was outside, saw everything that had just happened clearly.

"It's so dangerous. If you let this little guy in, he will die."

Ming You Yuanzun explained immediately, fearing that he would be misunderstood.

"No, no."

"You can just step into the palace. You don't have to go through any barriers, and you won't hurt the baby at all."

Hua Qingyu said bluntly, "What about after the inheritance?"

Without the suppression of Mingyou Yuanzun's soul, all the murderous intent left in the entire ancient battlefield will be released.

By then, it’s hard to say whether they will be able to escape in time.

No matter how tempting this inheritance is, Hua Qingyu must ensure his and Miaomiao's safety.

He only has this little maid, and this little girl is the only one who can call him daddy.

If you kill him, you can't afford the compensation.

Ming You Yuanzun was silent for a long time and finally gave a guarantee.

"Don't worry, I will burn myself with my soul in the end."

Everything here will go with him.

"Then you have to give the demons a fair name."

Hua Qingyu pointed at Miaomiao who was eating melon seeds and said confidently, "This kid is also from the demon clan."

That expression, that movement, it just speaks volumes.

Do you want to whitewash them?

If you don't clear your name, that gifted little kid you've got your eyes on will be hunted down and killed.

Mingyou Yuanzun: A clear plan, right?

Well, he was willing to take the bait.

All I heard was Mingyou Yuanzun gritting his teeth and saying, "Okay, I'll do it."

A shadow stone flew out from the air and landed in Hua Qingyu's palm.

"This is a photo from the ancient battlefield. It is enough to explain everything."

So, could you please bring that chubby little baby in to him?

Hua Qingyu put away the photo stone and then looked at Miaomiao.

It would be fine if you didn't look, but when you did, you noticed a small pile of melon seed shells around Miaomiao.

Hua Qingyu: I am busy, and Miaomiao is not idle either.

"Dad, if you have something to say, just say it."

Did she take too much?

Hua Qingyu sighed and touched Miaomiao's little head, "No."

"Are you thirsty? Drink some water first."

Miaomiao gulped down the spiritual spring water.

"Hiccup~"

After Miaomiao finished drinking, Hua Qingyu continued, "Miaomiao, the grandfather just now wants to give you a gift."

Miaomiao blinked, looking confused.

"But, Dad, you just said he was a liar."

The boomerang pierced his scalp.

Hua Qingyu took a deep breath and said to Miaomiao seriously, "But—"

"Grandpa just promised Dad that he would help us so that Miaomiao can have little horns and not get beaten."

Hearing this, Miaomiao hesitated.

The temptation that the little horns can release anytime and anywhere is really great.

Miao Miao spoke hesitantly, "But, what does Grandpa want?"

To trade, you need bargaining chips.

The system was stunned. How could his Miaomiao be so smart and insightful?

Hua Qingyu had no intention of hiding anything from Miaomiao and told her everything.

Pinching his chin, Miaomiao fell into deep thought.

"Good."

"Miao Miao agreed."

What was it? Anyway, Miaomiao is fine.

Mingyou Yuanzun was almost in tears, "Okay, okay."

Good baby, come quickly.

He was almost annoyed to death by these useless guys.

Mingyou Yuanzun said to Miaomiao while holding his throat, "Come here quickly."

On the other side, Mingyou Yuanzun dragged Mei Lingxin and others into another illusion.

You have to ask why Ming You Yuan Zun treats them differently.

Ming You Yuan Zun: One broke in by force, and the other one asked for it.

You said if it can be the same.

"Wait, wait a moment."

After clapping her hands clean, Miaomiao stood up and walked towards the palace gate with a determined look.