Please love me

Chapter 517
The Demon Race, which has always been afraid of righteousness, has recently welcomed someone who makes them afraid.

First, the eldest prince of the demon race died in the demon forest for no apparent reason, and then the sixth prince drowned in the demon lake.

In the past two days, the demon clan learned that they had lost two princes of the demon clan, and they were all terrified. These two princes are very likely to compete for the young master's position!Unexpectedly, both of them died in such a short period of time.

Some princes were too scared to stay out for a long time, fearing that they would be the next to be killed.

The demon lord of the demon clan is also extremely troubled, losing two sons with middle-to-high cultivation talents in a row, which undoubtedly damages the power of the demon clan, and even gives Zhengdao an opportunity to take advantage of.

The elders and capable ministers of the demon clan have gathered together, and the demon wants them to quickly find out who is behind the scenes!
Just at this moment, a loud and clear voice came from the outside of the closed palace gate.

"Father, there is no need to find the murderer. I killed the elder brother and the sixth younger brother." Accompanied by the sound of the gate of the Demon Palace being pushed open, a man in Tsing Yi walked leisurely and at a relaxed pace.

Holding a long sword in his hand, his slender figure was against the light, and the tip of the sword struck the ground, sliding out a golden and blue rainbow light.His voice was clear and innocent, as if killing his brother was just a game to him.

Everyone in the Demon Palace was frightened by this man of unknown origin. This man was dressed in green clothes and looked more like a righteous immortal cultivator.

However, when he walked to the center of the palace and was illuminated by the shimmering light from the roof, those reddened black eyes were enough to reveal his identity.

Yes, it is the young master!Yueqing Ridge!
He is still alive? !
Since his mysterious disappearance two years ago, everyone in the Demon Race has tacitly regarded him as dead.

After all, it is very common for a little prince to be killed before his claws grow without the protection of his mother and concubine.

But what surprised them was that not only did he not die, but his cultivation reached Jindan from the foundation establishment in just two years.

This is really incredible!
Yue Qingling ignored their surprise, just looked straight at the middle-aged man sitting on the seat of the Demon Lord, and said calmly and slightly playfully.

"Two years ago, I played a game with my eldest brother and sixth brother. If I can come back alive, I will take their lives away."

Yue Qingling looked at the green sword in his hand that was glowing with blue light and seemed to contain blood, and said slowly, "I never thought... I won this game."

After finishing speaking, he smiled and said, "I don't know, as the winner, what kind of reward does my father plan to give?"

If they were on the righteous path, Yue Qingling would definitely be considered a lunatic with these methods of cannibalism and such an indifferent or even laughing attitude.

However, among the demons, only those who are ruthless and powerful enough not to be entangled by anyone can lead the demons to prosperity.

The demon lord looked at him, and there was something wrong in his heart, which was a kind of fear of someone who was stronger than himself.

It has been more than a hundred years since he cultivated, and he has just reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, while his son is only twenty, but he has already reached the golden core state.

This kind of strength made him feel that the future of the Demon Race is promising, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel jealous. It is not unheard of in history to kill his father and seize the throne.

However, despite all the thoughts, the demon lord still naturally said happily, "Welcome back, my son, the position of the young master is still yours!"

Afterwards, the elders on both sides of the palace also worshiped, "Welcome to the young master! The young master is brave!"

Killing a brother can still be called a heroic miracle, and it is only the demons.

Yue Qingling still looked at the Demon Lord with a nonchalant smile, "Father, can the returned son ask you for a reward?"

(End of this chapter)