Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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"Bebe, where did you get this knife? Put it down!"

Qi Luoer was afraid that the knife would hurt his son, so he turned around and wanted to grab it.

Yue Beibei took a step back abruptly: "Don't come here! Other people's parents are all together, Beibei has a mother but no father, has a father but no mother, Beibei don't want to live!"

The tears in Yue Beibei's big eyes fell down one by one. [

His kung fu has already reached a certain level, and ordinary immortals and demons can't get close to him at all.

Even Qi Luoer and Yue Wushang were not sure about knocking down the knife in his hand before he hurt themselves.

"Beibei, be good, put down the knife, Mom will be with you."

Seeing that the tip of the exorcism knife was less than an inch away from his son's heart, Qi Luoer was frightened and at a loss: "Mom will always be with you."

Yue Wushang had suffered a lot from this exorcism knife, and was even more jealous of this knife in his heart.

Exorcism knife, exorcism knife, even if he was stabbed by this knife, even if he didn't stab the door, it would still be enough for him to drink a pot.

And Yue Beibei has half of the blood of the devil.

If he accidentally stabbed himself, I'm afraid it would be a disastrous situation!

"Yue Beibei, you are a man, don't learn this useless trick of suicide."

Yue Wushang provoked him with words.

"Hmph! I don't care for men who are not men! I am me, Yue Beibei! I want both my father and my mother. If one is missing, Beibei will die!"

Yue Beibei's big eyes were wide open, and her small face was full of determination.

Yue Wushang's face darkened more than half.

Who does this little thing call himself Lao Tzu? !

The onlookers were full of embarrassment.

This—this little guy is the son of the devil king, even the tone of his speech is exactly the same.

Seeing these two big and small demon kings stare like cross-eyed.

Want to laugh but dare not laugh.

All of them seemed to be constipated, their faces flushed from holding back. [