The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 562 Build her a carefree home!

what's up?
What is this called!

The senior lord of their Immortal Dao Academy just came to the next session and destroyed the mansion with him like this. If this spreads to the middle spirit world and the upper spirit world, where will he put his old face?

In this life, I have no face to be promoted to the middle spirit world!

What a sin!
"Not good! Not good! This palace is not good! I built this palace after her divine mansion. She never liked it. She said that this palace with many palaces and high eaves reminds me all the time. She, her identity, her mission..."

Amid Dean Nanhuai's tears, the superior Wu Qi, who was hanging in mid-air, continuously swayed the chaotic spiritual power, destroying the huge palace in front of him...

"What is this all about! Who is she? Who doesn't like such a palace? My lord, please don't tear it down..." Dean Nanhuai was at a loss when he heard this, Crying more violently...

"It must be dismantled! It must be dismantled! I can't keep it! I can't let her have the slightest chance of remembering the past, I can't!"

"I used the ten thousand-zhang palace, my identity and mission, to imprison her for tens of thousands of years, and in the name of justice, I sent her into eternal reincarnation and heart training. I don't want her to remember the past, and I don't want her to hate me." Blame me, I will erase the past forever and ever..."

In the voice of Dean Nanhuai's prayer, the Venerable Wu Qi, who was hanging in the air, muttered in a daze...

Dean Nanhuai didn't hear those words very clearly, but he could clearly see the actions of his lord!

This is really terrible!

Dean Nanhuai has never seen such a prodigal person, and this person is their superior!
I have never seen such a plausible person who is so prodigal!

Dean Nanhuai's distressed old tears kept coming, and he felt that the flesh on his body was being gouged out one by one along with the crumbling palace. Sincerely, gouging out the flesh hurts!

At that time, Dean Nanhuai was almost blind from crying, and the superior Wu Qi, who was hanging in the air and swaying chaotic spiritual power to demolish his house, was tired and fell into the rubble, and then Dean Nanhuai went crazy. He rushed over, hugged the lord Shangzun's thigh, and burst into tears, "Master Shangzun..."

Stop it!

Stop dismantling it!

It seems that more than half of it has been demolished, and if it is demolished again, the palaces and palaces will really cease to exist!
"Nanhuai, once, one day, she ran up to me with a book in her hands, pulled my clothes, and told me that she wanted to be surrounded by bamboo forests, with winding paths leading to secluded places, three or two thatched huts, and small bridges. running water..."

"At that time, I didn't promise her, but now..." Shangzun Wu Qi said, looking down at Dean Nanhuai who was kneeling at his knees, "Nanhuai, go and find some Cangzhu for me. , When I dismantle this continuous palace, I will plant bamboos in this Wuyou stream, build a thatched hut on the bank of the ten thousand year old lotus pond, and rebuild a winding path leading to seclusion, small bridges and flowing water for her. , a carefree home, she will be extremely happy..."

"My lord!" upon hearing Dean Nanhuai's words, the old tears suddenly became more violent.

Feelings, His Excellency demolished this magnificent palace just to build a few thatched huts?
God, that fourth uncle!

Do you want to be so disillusioned?
What the hell, who is this?Who is this?
Don't like a beautiful palace, but like a poor thatched cottage?
(End of this chapter)