Chapter 5131: The little wolf dog raised by the master is blackened 159

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After Di Yuhao glanced at the demon, he finally nodded insignificantly.
His only support now is this last bit of hope.
The fairy clan is basically equivalent to annihilation, and the entire Three Realms are basically in chaos.
But even the devil doesn't care, even less does he care.
Di Yuhao's hands hung in his sleeves tightly squeezed into fists, until his nails were deeply pinched into the flesh, and the self-destructive emotion that had risen in his heart was suppressed.
"The devil, the queen, I won't disturb you, I'll go shopping elsewhere." His cold tone was lonely and alienated.
The Queen knew that he was in a bad mood, and knew that this kind of thing could be useful without enlightenment, but instead of sprinkling salt on the opponent's wound, he left.
As for the devil's departure, he naturally raised four paws in agreement.
It was a good Huadan festival, he just wanted to think about nothing with his wife, and show a beautiful affection, so he didn't want to care about Di Yuhao, a bitter child.

Di Yuhao quietly shuttled among the crowd in the crowded night market in the magic city.
Although he rarely shows up in front of ordinary people of the Demon Race, and not many Demon Race people can recognize him, but the coercion of that suit is not concealed, but it can also make people guess his extraordinary identity.
Therefore, even if the women of the Demon Race were eager to move, they did not dare to come forward easily, and they could only stand on the side eagerly, and secretly winking at him.
It's just that Di Yuhao Lang's heart is like iron, let alone respond, he didn't even receive those affectionate pulses even in the connection.
He found a small stall on the side of the road and sat down. He ordered a bowl of plain noodles for himself. The marinated meat was placed in a small bowl separately, and he ate slowly.
The demons who were still in awe of him suddenly became relaxed.
Although the demons are not like the immortals, they basically do not eat for the purpose of deliberate practice, the higher the level of cultivation, the less need to eat, and even feel that these miscellaneous grains are deposited in the body, which will have an impact on their cultivation.
And he is so uneasy, it shows that he is just cold aura, in fact it is not too scary.
Everyone in the small stall breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to make noise.
And half of the witches who secretly glared Di Yuhao just now chose to give up this goal.
Demon clan has always respected the strong, and most witches prefer the demon clan with strong cultivation. Of course, some of them are more attractive.
Di Yuhao, who has entered twenty or three years of age, has long since lost his childhood immature, and now appears more calm.
The white face looked austere, but the sword eyebrows and the star eyes were entwined with hostility, and his eyes were even more profound.
Fortunately, this is in the King City of the Demon Race, otherwise he would be so arrogant, I'm afraid he would have been beaten by those same arrogant Demon Race people.
Now those people just rolled his eyes at best, Di Yuhao was not in the mood to pay attention to them either, all his thoughts were placed on the bowl of noodles in front of him.
His way of eating like this is also in accordance with Luo Liyan's liking.
Luo Liyan loves pure taste for everything. He doesn't like putting vegetables on the rice, and even less so that the chicken noodles are stained with other meaty flavors.
Although Di Yuhao didn't like eating, it was the only way he could recall Luo Liyan now.
The noise on the side quieted a little bit in his ears, and the whole world became quiet.