Morning Star

Chapter 334 I Don’t Understand Today’s Young People

Not only was Wu Li given the cold shoulder for no reason, he was also ridiculed. He was extremely angry.

But he is the Demon Lord, and this is the Demon Temple, he cannot be disrespectful.

If the Lord didn't really like this human girl, she should be killed for her disrespectful attitude towards the Demon Lord.

Fang Hao saw that the two men disliked each other, so he decided not to provoke them.

Thinking about the matter of offering sacrifice to the demon god, he secretly asked Wu Li.

Wu Li's answer was: "We will make a decision on this matter after our Lord wakes up."

After all, this kind of situation has never happened before. Although he is a demon king who has experienced two generations of demon king succession ceremonies, he dare not make a hasty conclusion on this matter.

So the two of them looked at each other, and tacitly came to their previous positions and knelt down.

Ask why kneel instead of stand?

Of course, their master is lying there, so wouldn’t it be too high for them to stand?

The location where they knelt was quite coincidental, because right in front of them was the statue of the demon god and the lying Mo Xinglan.

Chujiu looked at the two of them in confusion, and found that they knelt down for no apparent reason, and in this direction...

She looked at Mo Xinglan lying on the ground.

He was pale, his eyes were tightly closed...

"..."

Why does this scene look so strange?

"I say, you two, if you want to kneel, can you change the direction? Don't kneel facing my stars." She was a little displeased.

Fang Hao and Wu Li looked up at her at the same time without changing direction.

Wu Li: "Even if you are a human, you are not allowed to disrespect the Demon God."

Chujiu was amused: "I am a human, not a demon. The demon god only cares about you but not me. What does it matter if I respect him or not? I am here only because my star is here. Who cares if you are a demon god or not?"

"You!" Wu Li was speechless after being rebuked by her.

The wrinkled old face was already pale from his trip to the Purgatory Tower, and now it became even paler because of Chujiu's anger.

Fang Hao, who was standing by, was afraid that he would faint from anger, so he quickly sent him a message to comfort him.

Wu Li slowly calmed down, glared at Chu Jiu and ignored her.

Chujiu glared back without showing any weakness and ignored him.

Fang Hao: “…”

These old and young are really enemies.

The few of them stopped talking, and the hall instantly became quiet.

Half an hour later, Mo Xinglan's long eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

Chujiu had been staring at him, so he noticed it immediately and said in surprise, "Stars."

Hearing Chujiu's voice, Wu Li and Fang Hao looked up, but did not get up to check the situation.

Although they are kneeling here on their own, they still have to wait for orders before getting up, and they must have a sense of reverence.

Compared to Wu Li's calmness, Fang Hao seemed a little impatient. He wanted to go over and see the little master, but the old man next to him was kneeling there without moving. If the old man didn't move, how could he dare to move?

Chujiu didn't care what they were thinking, his eyes were full of Mo Xinglan.

"Are you worried?" Mo Xinglan's brows softened.

She pursed her lips: "How dare you say that. How can I not worry?"

She even suspected that this so-called succession ceremony was designed to torture him and then heal him. What was that called, slapping him in the face and then giving him candy.

Previously, he was trapped in the formation that emitted blue light beams in the Holy Lotus Demon Temple, which caused all the wounds on his body to split open, and later all the external injuries on his body were healed. Coming to this Demon God Temple, it was the Demon God Pearl again, which caused his face to be bloodless.

I really don’t know what kind of trouble will occur at the succession ceremony.

This unexpected change was really hard to guard against.

Mo Xinglan pulled the corner of his mouth: "Sorry."

"…Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault." She was speechless.

Mo Xinglan just smiled without saying anything, and tried to sit up by supporting himself on the ground.

Chujiu hurriedly supported him, but he sat up and leaned directly on her.

He was slightly stunned, then asked worriedly: "Are you feeling unwell?"

He shook his head: "No, I just want to rely on my Jiuer."

Chujiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, “Yeah.”

Mo Xinglan looked at Fang Hao and Wu Li who were kneeling on the ground not far away and looking at this side: "You all go back."

Fang Hao and Wu Li were both stunned.

Wu Li's face was serious: "My Lord, the sacrifice to the demon god has not yet ended, we can't..."

"The succession ceremony has long been broken, so there is no need to be particular about it. And Jiu'er is all that is needed here."

The so-called succession ceremony was just a process, and it was complicated. In his generation, there was not even a previous Demon Lord, so what was the point of ceremonies?

"Can……"

Wu Li was about to say something, but Fang Hao stood up and nodded respectfully to Mo Xinglan, "I obey your orders."

"Protector Fang..." Wu Li was so angry that he almost exploded.

Fang Hao said nothing, turned around and walked out of the hall, fearing that he would be punished if he walked too slowly.

Because when he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the Lord just now, he found that the Lord's eyes seemed to be able to freeze a person to death.

Wu Li saw Fang Hao leave without looking back, so he quickly turned back and bowed to Mo Xinglan and said, "My Lord, the ritual of offering sacrifice to the Demon God cannot be so perfunctory. All Demon Lords have to go through this stage in the past."

Mo Xinglan closed his eyes and frowned impatiently, his face turned pale, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Wu Li coldly: "I don't think it's necessary for me to stay if you don't follow orders. What do you think, Wu Li Demon Lord?"

"!"

After hearing this, Wu Li shuddered, a chill ran up from the soles of his feet to his brain, and his old face turned even paler.

He quickly leaned over and said, "I obey your orders."

After saying this, he stood up and walked out of the hall.

When I arrived outside the hall, I saw Fang Hao standing there waiting.

Fang Hao shook his head helplessly when he saw him coming out, glanced into the hall and said in a voice transmission: "Old man, times have changed. Now is not your time. You have to learn to adapt, do you understand?"

Wu Li: “…”

He has some doubts about life.

Is he really old?

Fang Hao: "And didn't you notice? Although our little master is half-demon, his bloodline power is stronger than all the previous demon masters. In the future, he will definitely be the strongest demon master in history. Do you believe it?"

Wu Li looked at him and said nothing.

He had thought of what Fang Hao said a long time ago, but the Lord is too young now, and he is afraid that the Lord will not grow up yet...

Sigh... that's all. Maybe he is really old. He doesn't understand the young people nowadays.

Suddenly, only Chujiu and Mo Xinglan were left in the Demon God Temple.

Chujiu lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Xinglan who was resting with his eyes closed: "What happened to you before? Why did you suddenly lose consciousness? Are you okay now?"

He slowly opened his eyes, was silent for a moment, and replied: "I fainted because I was a little tired. I will be fine after resting for a while."

His eyes darkened as he recalled the situation at that time.

He did not lose consciousness at that time, but his soul went to another place.

……

At that time, Mo Xinglan opened his eyes again, and was on an endless ice surface, with a vast expanse of white sky above. He was very familiar with this place, it was the birthplace of the demon god.

It was just that when the demon was born, there were snowflakes floating in the sky, but it was not snowing now.