Chapter 715: I want to call his father [plus one]

Chapter 715: I Want To Call His Father Daddy
Within Shadow Demon ...
The Holy Fire Festival is the only festival of Shadow Demon. According to legend, the Supreme Poison Ancestor was born on that day. Whether it is true or not is unclear.
However, the torch festival has been passed down from generation to generation. On this day of the year, the shadow devotees will gather in the base camp and enjoy themselves.
Every year at the Torch Festival, there is also a competition for the younger generation. The Lord and the veterans will all play. If the outstanding children are likely to be selected by the veterans as a successor.
Therefore, this is also a grand and important festival for young children! And this year's is even more different, because after the Lord and all the elders unanimously decided, this big champion of the Holy Fire Festival can marry the first beauty of the Devil, Qingwu, which also means that this championship will be in the future Son!
For a while, the young disciples in the Shadow Demon Church were all enthusiastic and enthusiastic. Every veteran's disciple disciples also signed up for the contest, which greatly enhanced the comparison. At the same time, it also made some ordinary children look forward to it. And sigh.
They knew very well that the protagonists this time belonged to the candidate saints. They were all elders' rumors, could they compare themselves to ordinary children?
And the most popular winner this time is the elder disciple of the second elder, who has the lonely martial arts of the middle-class poison poem. If it is not because of the Shadow Devil, the Son must be the one who marries the Virgin. Then, the Holy Son is already his!
He was only in his twenties, and he was trained to be the peak of Wu Zun's Four Realms, and heard that the elders had given him a king of superb poison last year, and he had been promoted into the realm of heaven. Relying on the poisonous energy in the body, he can basically compete with the holy child of the Beidou holy child!
He is a holy child, and no one will criticize him. It can be said that it is him!
Having a beauty and being a holy son made all the children jealous but helpless about his strength.
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Compared with the noise of the outside world, the inside of the Virgin Mansion is deserted, and the atmosphere is very dull, just as it is about to face a storm.
Qingwu Qiao's face was even thinner, and the two obvious dark circles around her eyes proved that she had not slept for a long time.
She sat by the window, her eyes staring out of the window indifferently, but she seemed to be expecting something, and the beautiful maid standing aside couldn't help sighing.
She knew that her maiden had fallen in love with the man named Feng Hao ...
For some reason, a sudden figure flashed through her mind, and then she shook her head violently.
If it was that miser, then it would be worse than this Mo Wu!
"My dear, will Uncle Xue Yu come?"
Xiao Qingmeng trot in and asked Qingwu's hand shaking, asking brightly, his eyes were full of expectations.
In just a few days, the little girl fell in love with the man who made her father feel.
She believed in her heart that it was her father!
"He will come!"
Qingwu came back to her, gently stroked Fu Xiaoqingmeng's head, and said slowly with a slightly hoarse voice.
The man who was willing to go to Beibei forbidden land for Xiaoqing Meng knew that he was in the situation, and he would definitely come back!
But is it too late?
It has been a few days since the festival of flames, no matter whether it is ‘Magic’ or Feng Hao, there ’s no news, which disturbs her heart.
If it is calculated at a normal speed, it is too late for the Shadow Demon to come from Xilan ...
You know, the last time the "magic" rushed back to the demon religion from the regret golden dynasty, it also took one and a half months, one back and forth, but it took a full three months!
At that time, I was married for more than half a month ...
Her body and mind were cold.
"Great, Uncle Xue Yu is here, Menger wants to call his father!"
When Xiao Qingmeng heard it, she shouted happily.
"What uncle Xue Yu?"
A soft voice came in from the outside, and then a man with a jade crown walked in, with a soft smile on his face, such as Mo Chunfeng, and a white coat, which looked somewhat personable. However, the man who met him, Qingwu, Xiaoqingmeng, and even the beautiful maid, all looked pale.
"Hate is here again!"
Xiaoqing Meng stared at the man, muttering in his mouth.
So revealing his disgust so unobtrusively, the man's mouth twitched without a trace, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
This man is the second elder's disciple, Mo Wu!
Recently, he is proud of the spring breeze and the envy of all young disciples of Shadow Demon.
"Oh, I've passed today's test, so come and see."
He pretended to be pretentious, and said with a faint smile, when he looked over the plump body, his heart was filled with a fiery desire, and he couldn't help breathing any more.
Qiaorong charms Tiancheng, and it's green and dark at this time. Not only is it inferior to the previous one, but it also has a weaker charm and pitiful appearance.
The thought of this end of the big match, he can have such a stunning wife, his heart is even more heated.
Regardless of whether it is a poison poem or a state of cultivation, he is the well-deserved first person in the shadow demons. Therefore, this time the comparison is just a cutscene for him!
"Well! You forget it, Niangqin I will not marry you, I tell you, my uncle snow birds coming, he will beat you severely meal!"
Xiao Qing dreamed, sulking his cheeks, and raised his pink fists towards him.
"Xue Yu?"
The smile on Mo Wu's face narrowed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly.
This was the second time he heard the name, but he did not find any candidate saint named Xue Yu after going through his memory. If even the candidate saint is not, then why would this person fight against himself?
Originally, he wanted to treat it as a joke, but after seeing the fascination that flashed in the eyes of Qingwu, his heart trembled.
Is this Xue Yu really stronger than himself?
"Go down if nothing happens, this is the maiden's house, but not everyone can come!"
Qingwu's face was indifferent, his words were cold and clear, and he was bitter, and he didn't save his face at all.
"This..."
Mo Wu also wanted to say something, but looking at Qingwu's eyes without emotion, he opened his mouth and lowered his head. "Then I will retreat, the virgin will take a good rest, after all, he is a bride!" "
At this moment, Qingwu is still a saint, and his status is above him!
Leaving this sentence, he just turned away and left, but his original mild complexion was a solitude. ~ {om Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}