I am rich in the fairy world

Hu Qing was not exaggerating. Shui Xin's face was so beautiful that it was evil. Her deep and clear blue eyes could capture one's soul at a glance. Her fair skin and delicate lines would make people fall in love at first sight no matter from which angle they looked at her.

Like an elf transformed from a hallucinogenic poisonous flower.

Wait - could this be his face in his previous life?

Shui Xin asked Xuan Yao to do his hairstyle, which should be both handsome and noble.

Xuan Yao was shocked by his new face for only three seconds before he became worried: "Uncle, my - my father's arm."

Mom is not mom anymore, so he has to change his tune and adapt to the new relationship.

Shui Xin: "It will grow back if you take care of it. You are so brave to sacrifice yourself."

To put it mildly.

Hu Qing leaned back in surprise: "What do you mean by sacrifice yourself? I'm not stupid. The overall situation is not favorable to me, so I have no choice but to sacrifice my own flesh and blood. If I were Wu Ding, I could strangle those bastards with the power of rules in a minute. Now it's different, I've changed to practicing magic, haha, when I come out, I'll still be a big shot in the Demon Realm."

Xuan Yao didn’t quite understand.

Shui Xin: "Your father is the Immortal Emperor of Wu Ding Realm. Are you surprised? Are you shocked?"

Xuan Yao was surprised, but not too surprised: "Wudingjie is so poor? Dad, have you been scammed?"

Then Hu Qing locked Shui Xin with his cold gaze, and Shui Xin didn't dare to say anything.

Bah, it’s all your fault.

Shui Xin: "Let's figure out how to get back. Xuan Yao, help me tidy up my hair. It's too much and it's making my scalp hurt."

So, why do you have to grow long hair? If you run to the devil's realm, do you mean you will be disrespectful to Buddha?
Shui Xin: To become a monk is not compulsory.

Xuan Yao has always been diligent and good-tempered. He took out a large mirror and placed it in front of him, then took out a comb and many small clips, combed his hair, divided it into many strands, curled it, clamped the roots to fix it, looked at it briefly, crossed the bottom five strands into a flower shape, fixed it, and braided it.

Skillful movements.

Hu Qing looked at him in a daze: "Son, could it be that you have been combing your sister's hair for so many years?"

"No." Xuan Yao said.

Hu breathed a sigh of relief. If Hu Nuan asked Xuan Yao to comb her hair, she would really be embarrassed.

"I comb my sister, Leng Nuo and Lin Shu's hair. Sometimes I also comb the hair for Master Shuang Hua and Master Yan Ying."

Hu Qing was in a bad mood. Her Xuan Yao Tony?

Shui Xin glanced at her sideways in the mirror: "Otherwise, how can I let him help me comb my hair."

"That's not right, Lan Jiu is willing for you to comb Leng Ruo's hair?"

That guy guards against other men like he's a thief.

Xuan Yao: "Leng Ruo asked me to comb my hair."

Okay, Lan Jiu listened to Leng Nuo.

"Dad, wait for me to get familiar with my hair, then I'll comb it for you." Xuan Yao bit a small rubber band in his mouth and quickly tied the braid into a knot.

Hu Qing had nothing to say. This family would not be broken up without Xuan Yao.

She walked around for a few steps. The yellow sand was undulating, and the sky was slightly white, like washed jeans. The whole desert was upside down, without a single cloud or green. The wind blew through the rolling sand, and there were tiny sounds of movement in the sand.

I don’t know how they got here. Was it the wind that chose the direction for them?

Although it is desolate, it is safe.

A strong wind blew, and Hu Qing didn't resist it. The wind passed in a few minutes, and his head and body were covered with falling sand. The flying sand penetrated into the torn parts of his clothes and made his skin uncomfortable.

Hu Qing used his only left hand to lift up his clothes and shook them. Suddenly, he felt as if something was blowing into his chest - a stone?
As soon as she took it out, she screamed.

The two were so frightened that they jumped over and asked, "What happened? What happened? Did a poisonous scorpion sting someone?"

Hu Qing's nose tightened and tears rolled in his eyes, falling onto the things he was holding in his hands.

"I know why we were able to escape safely."

The two looked at what she held in her hand, speechless for a moment. It was a small claw, flat at the wrist, with soft and smooth silver hair, and a few fleshy pink pads in the middle of the claw.

"Huahua gave me his good luck." Hu took a breath, "Such a small creature, he must have severed his original demon body. If that happened to me, he must have used the secret method of burning his essence and blood."

His palms trembled, and his little claws trembled with them: "Can he grow hands again?"

"Yes." Shui Xin said affirmatively, "His demon body can recover better than yours."

The mother lost an arm and the son lost a hand. It's true that the whole family has such hot tempers.

Shui Xin laughed at herself, didn’t he also chase after her?

Xuan Yao's eyes were deep: "Dad, go back and give it back to brother. We can refine it back."

Even if a new hand grows, the old one can be refined and return to the original body. What Hu Huahua sent over was not just a palm, but also a part of his luck sealed inside.

The Hu beast is born with good luck.

I think it was Hu Huahua's luck that helped me to come to this safe place.

Thinking of something, Xuan Yao hurriedly reminded: "Dad, check again, my brother is like this, and my sister was there at the time."

Hu Qing panicked and searched her body. If she found anything of Hu Nuan, she would really die. Hu Nuan was a human, but she didn't have the strength and willfulness of a demon.

Fortunately, no.

But Hu Qing felt that Hu Nuan would definitely not be worry-free, so he immediately asked the gold-devouring beast to pass on a message in the space.

Hu Qing heaved a sigh of relief only after the gold-eating beast said that Hu Nuan was not injured.

In the eyes of the gold-devouring beast, Hu Nuan was fine. Her dead mood was just a temporary mood and not a problem at all.

Hu Qing was reluctant to let Hu Huahua's hand go outside, so he carefully kept it in the space and then began to think of a way out.

"Let's not talk about anything else. I will transform into a demon first, and you will help me protect the law."

Hu Qing walked unsteadily, not being able to adapt to the loss of an arm. She found a place sheltered from the wind and signaled Shui Xin to dig a hole for her.

Shui Xin thought it was too much trouble: "Go into your space."

Hu Qing laughed: "Is there a demonic energy in my space?"

Xuan Yao has already taken out a shovel to dig. Hu Qing is very relieved, but Shui Xin looks even more disgusted. What's the point of you coming here?

The Demon Emperor jumped out of space, sensing the familiar aura, and laughed loudly toward the sky: "Hahahaha - I'm finally back!"

Like a villain making a comeback.

The three of them looked at him, and Hu Qing rolled his eyes: "Are you familiar with the Demon Realm as well?"

The Demon Emperor nodded and said, "Of course. I am good at dealing with both the black and white worlds. The demons in the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm, all of them treat me as a guest of honor."

Hu Qing said slowly: "A sign to put you on top of their ancestral tablets?"

The Demon Emperor choked, then held his chin in deep thought: "But the world has changed a lot, the Demon Realm has changed more than the Immortal Realm, I really can't tell where this is."

I looked left and right, but couldn't make up my mind.

Hu Qing sighed: The person I can rely on the most is Xuan Yao, who has never been here before.

"Hurry, hurry, I will help you transform. This is a great opportunity, you should quickly master the best magic skills." The Demon Emperor urged.

Hu Qing's mind moved: "What kind of magic skills did the old devil who my master and his friends besieged practice before?"

This, Demon Emperor Lingzhen knew: "The Twelve Demon Palaces Art. The Twelve Demon Palaces are the twelve star palaces in the starry sky of the Demon Realm. Each star palace has a Demon Palace Master. The Demon Palace Master is not the appearance of the twelve ugly faces he conjured up, so I guess what he refined is basically a fragment, and it is definitely not complete. You want to refine this? If you want, I will recall it carefully and recite the complete one for you."

For this kind of thing, there was no need for the Demon Emperor to use his unreliable memory. Juanbu directly reminded Hu Qing: "It's in the Magic Cultivation Encyclopedia."

Did she? Hu Qing recalled, no, she had memorized them all, absolutely not.

Juanbu said she was stupid: "You are memorizing the basics, unlock the advanced ones." (End of this chapter)