The Demon King's Pampered Wife: The Alluring Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 127 Arrival
There are very few information available on Mingjiao, except that after they appeared on a large scale a hundred years ago, they disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace at all.

According to legend, Mingjiao enshrines a red lotus flower, which can detoxify all kinds of poisons, and even has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, people will pursue longevity. This is undoubtedly a huge temptation, even if it is a little The hope that countless people will flock to it.

No matter where in the world, all people have one thing in common, that is - greed.

"It seems that this meditation is really not simple." Wushuang folded her arms and nodded, her eyes didn't know where to look, and her expression became a little unfathomable.

Beigong Chenyao nodded in agreement. For hundreds of years, countless strong people have been searching hard, but there has been no progress, and the Temple of Gathering Demons has spent several years but there is still no trace of Mingjiao.

"Don't think about it for now, let's finish the matter in front of us first." It's really a bit ashamed to let him be troubled because of his own affairs.

Withdrawing his eyes, Wushuang sighed softly, it seems that he can only concentrate on helping him after solving his own troubles.

"Here we come." Beigong Chenyao raised his lips suddenly, gracefully picked up the mask on the table and put it on his face, then turned his head and smiled at the bewildered girl. "Let's go."

Although Wushuang, who was still in a blinded state, hadn't figured out the situation yet, she didn't hesitate to get up and follow.

The moment the two of them entered the hall, the air fluctuated slightly, and Wushuang immediately thought of a name——Yan Qi, and he was the only one who would have such an effect every time he played.

Sure enough, when the man in black robe appeared, Wushuang showed a clear expression on his face, but the expression froze in less than two seconds, followed by a huge surprise.

"Uncle Fan, everyone" Seeing the black head suddenly appearing behind Yan Qi, Wushuang felt incredible, and really had the urge to pounce on Yan Qi and give Yan Qi a big bear hug, and ask him how he did it.

"That's great, it's good that Miss is fine." Looking at Wushuang who was still intact and healthy, Lao Fan almost burst into tears.

"Uncle Fan, so many people are looking at you." As soon as he finished saying this, Lao Fan quickly turned his head to look, and coughed slightly in embarrassment.

Wu Shuang looked funny, and she realized that Uncle Fan was so cute, and the other friends also secretly laughed. This long-lost atmosphere made people feel very at ease, and was also extremely moved. Looking at the familiar faces in front of him , the heart suddenly enriched a lot.

After settling everyone down, Wushuang chatted with Uncle Fan and the others.

Hearing what they said about the situation at that time, Wushuang just felt terrified. She couldn't imagine what kind of tragedy she would face if it was not such a coincidence that the master was not there.

Everyone's strength can be used in the Star Continent, but if they are facing a saint or even a higher-level opponent, the result will be another matter.

Thinking of this, Wushuang's gratitude and admiration towards her master was like a surging river, and she secretly made up her mind that the master was lonely and lonely, and she must respect him well in the future.

The old man who was already asleep sneezed heavily, rubbed his nose in some doubts, didn't even open his eyes, and with a wave of his sleeves, the open windows were silently closed, and the person on the bed turned over. Wrapping the quilt tightly around her body, she fell asleep again.

(End of this chapter)