Dressed as a scumbag of a beautiful and powerful male protagonist

"Oh, what a good way."

Yue Hua sat on the throne, and looked down at Yue Yechen standing below.

"The son you gave birth to is really powerful." Yue Hua lowered her eyes, "I have never seen such a talented person in the past hundreds of years, and Shen Bingzhuo is one of them."

"This seat has never been convinced by anyone in terms of talent, but I didn't expect that this junior of the Demon Race really impresses me!"

From the first time she met Shen Bingzhuo, Yuehua knew that this kid was talented, and he would definitely break through Mahayana in the future, and might even become the existence that surpassed him.

But even though he has already given such a high evaluation, he still feels that Shen Bingzhuo will break through the Mahayana realm, it must be a few years later, it will never be this day!

But what Yuehua didn't expect was that Shen Bingzhuo actually did it, he actually broke through Mahayana?

"How is this possible!"

Yuehua's vertical pupils narrowed, from Breakthrough to Mahayana, how could she be able to break through in such a short period of time, how did she do it? ?

Yue Hua thought about many possibilities, but he rejected them all.

Because the Mahayana realm is nothing else, it is an existence that all monks can't reach.

Throughout the ages, there have been only a few top powerhouses like them in the Mahayana realm for so many years, and this is not something that can be achieved by luck.

For this reason, Yuehua only thought of one possibility, and that was that Shen Bingzhuo's talent was so powerful that it was terrifying.

Ah.

Yue Hua shook her head, it's unbelievable that someone can break through Mahayana in such a short time, it's a talent like a monster!

Concentrating on it, Yue Hua also couldn't figure out what this kid Shen Bingzhuo was trying to do. There was a kind of weirdness in his behavior, which made it impossible for people to figure out.

It was as if he was carrying out some kind of separation within the Demon Race, separating out two factions with completely different ideas in the Demon Race.

"Emperor Hua."

Yue Yechen stood below, and he was also shocked by his son's thunderous methods.

No, maybe he was shocked when he knew Shen Bingzhuo's true strength.

With a wry smile, Yue Yechen was in a very complicated mood at the moment.

He felt worried, but also felt a sense of relief.

Because this is his and Linglan's child, this is their only child.

Moreover, this child is so outstanding, whether it is innate spiritual power or ability, all of them have exceeded his expectations.

Then, when he sees Linglan one day, he may be able to tell her how outstanding their child is. Even if he is gone one day, this child can still rule the entire demon clan with his own power!

Zongmen

"Gui Qing, you know your mistake!"

Looking at the young man kneeling in front of the mourning hall, Gui Pingzong felt that he couldn't get out of his chest.

"You actually form a contract with a mortal without permission, do you know how much this will delay your practice?!"

Gui Pingzong only felt furious that this proud son of heaven, who made him the most proud, actually formed a pact with a mortal without telling them!

Make a contract, this is a bond!

Once the bond is formed, the two will almost be connected by spiritual veins, which will most affect their future practice!

"When you form a contract with a mortal, do you still think about the fairy clan, our Nine Feathers Immortal Lineage, and your future—!"

"Yes, you are indeed an unworldly genius of my fairy clan, but such a talent cannot allow you to be so humble! If that mortal is mediocre in the future and no longer diligent, I don't know how long it will drag you down! I don't know how long it will take." How long will it take to ascend to Mahayana!"

Thinking of this, Gui Pingzong couldn't help but sigh, once the contract is concluded, death cannot dissolve the contract.

If one party dies, then the other party will also be severely injured!

"No." Gui Qing said calmly.

"What?" Gui Ping raised his head, but saw Gui Qing lowering his eyes slightly.

"I can break through Mahayana soon."

With her fingertips trembling slightly, Guiqing slowly closed her eyes.

Yes, he will break through Mahayana soon.

Not long ago, Guiqing could feel the increasingly majestic and profound spiritual power in his body, but this spiritual power did not come from him.

So... Guiqing pursed her lips, "he" had already broken through.

People in the world only know that Shen Bingzhuo, the crown prince of the Demon Race, is a waste without spiritual power, but who would have thought that he is actually a peerless genius.

Guiqing thought of the blue long sword held in the young man's hand.

Qiongchen Luohua, the holy sword of heaven and earth.

So, that should be the Luo Hua Sword.

Thinking of this, Gui Qing couldn't help but feel like laughing.

Therefore, this holy sword that the fairy world has been searching for for so many years has actually already had an owner, and its owner is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Demon Race——Shen Bingzhuo.

Ah Zhuo, what a distant and familiar name, seems to be forever engraved in Guiqing's bones and blood, and it will never be possible to separate.

"What are you kidding, didn't you just break through suddenly?"

Gui Pingzong looked at Guiqing in shock.

As far as he knew, even for a genius like the sixth Demon Emperor, it took decades to break through the Mahayana realm.

No matter how strong Guiqing is, it's impossible to make successive breakthroughs in such a short period of time, right?

"Master, some things cannot be leaked forever, they will be known after all."

Guiqing's silver eyes were full of incomprehensible complexity. He thought of the matter of the bamboo forest and rattan pavilion, the matter of the sixth Demon Emperor, and the curse of the legendary mandala.

"Hmph, what do you mean?" Gui Pingzong looked at Guiqing, feeling that this successor, who had been outstanding since childhood, was becoming more and more ignorant.

"It's nothing, I just feel that this world seems to have changed a bit, no, maybe it was like this."

Guiqing sat on her knees in the mourning hall, her back straight.

He was willing to bear the punishment in the mourning hall, as if physical punishment could lighten the heaviness in his heart, just a little, even just a little.

Hua Qingzong

"Brother Ye?"

Han Qi saw Ye Li standing by the lake with a long sword in his hand, but he didn't practice his sword, so he walked over.

"Yes." Ye Li replied in a low voice.

"Senior Brother Ye, what happened to you guys there? I feel that after Senior Brother Yi came back, his mood was not right. Besides, I haven't seen Junior Brother for a long time. Where did he go?"

Han Qi really had a lot of doubts about this. In fact, not only Senior Brother Yi, but also Senior Brother Ye and the Chief, seemed to him to be very wrong.

"Little... junior brother."

"That's right, why haven't I seen my junior brother yet? Has he gone out to practice?" Han Qi asked suspiciously, "According to past habits, he should be back."

"..." Ye Li chuckled, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Han Qi opened his eyes wide, "Then the junior brother won't be in any danger, right?"

Ye Li didn't reply. After a long time, he raised his eyes and said, "Han Qi, what kind of person do you think he is?"

"Him?" Han Qi looked at Ye Li: "You mean Junior Brother?"

Han Qi thought for a while, and then continued to answer: "I think the younger brother is a nice person, and he is very smart and kind. I like the younger brother very much!"

"And when I was practicing recently, I often went with Junior Brother Ah Zhuo. I don't know why, every time I go out with Junior Brother, I feel quite safe."

Speaking of this, Han Qi himself smiled a little embarrassedly, obviously he was the senior brother, but sometimes, he even felt that the junior brother was more comprehensive than he thought.

"...Really." Ye Li whispered.

"Yes." Han Qi nodded.

"Understood, you go back first, I have something else to do." Ye Li scattered the long sword in his hand, and disappeared by the lake before Han Qi could answer.

Looking at the empty lakeside, Han Qi couldn't help shaking his head, "What's wrong with one or two, they're so strange."

bookstore

Ye Li knew that after Gui Qing finished reading the books about the demon royal family, his disciples put them back in the Book Pavilion again.

Ye Li looked through many ancient books at first, but he couldn't find a word about the curse of Datura.

However, there was a voice in Ye Li's heart, he somewhat believed that the curse of Mandala was real.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Ye Li half leaned against the wooden wall, recalling what happened these days.

The huge amount of information and the unbelievable truth are like a knife hanging in the heart, which makes people unable to guard against.

Ye Li thought of that stunning face again in a trance.

That was the face of the Prince of the Demon Race, but not that of Junior Brother Ah Zhuo.

Just thinking like this, until Ye Li could comfort himself successfully, his spiritual power suddenly went into a riot again.

"hateful!"

Ye Li knelt and slid on the ground, but the Prince of the Demon Race is Junior Brother Ah Zhuo, and Junior Brother A Zhuo is the Prince of the Demon Race, the legendary Prince His Royal Highness!

As long as Ye Li thinks of those identical eyes, he can no longer deceive himself, because they are the same person!

Covering his eyes with his right hand, Ye Li clenched his left hand into a fist, and then slammed on the ground.

hateful!

hateful!

hateful!

Get rid of his demons, get rid of the curse of his mandala, get rid of his so-called truth, what is it all about!

Deep in Lingshan

"Xiao Zhuozhuo?" Hongli looked at Shen Bingzhuo.

And Shen Bingzhuo nodded to Hongli.

"The moat is coming soon."

As Hongli, who is most closely related to Tianzhu, she has gradually become aware of Tianzhu's aura.

"Yes." Shen Bingzhuo took a light breath, "It's still too late, how are your preparations going?"

If he wants to stop the afterimage, he can't do it alone, and he needs a lock bag made of red chestnut.

The lock sac made by Hongli relying on the power of heaven must be able to restrain the afterimage until the end of the moat.

"It's been successful, now we're waiting for him to be hooked." Hong Li's rabbit's ears moved, and the whole rabbit seemed a little excited.

"Okay." Shen Bingzhuo nodded, but she didn't look as happy as Hongli, "When I take the afterimage down, I will use this lock to trap him."

"By the way, Xiao Zhuozhuo, how are you... and Beauty Guiqing?" Hongli carefully glanced at Shen Bingzhuo: "At that time, we will still need the help of Beauty Guiqing's spiritual power."

"...I will try my best." Shen Bingzhuo lowered his eyes, "...but I don't know if he still wants to see me again..."

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