Demon Lord Always Think Father is More Valuable Than Son [MTL]

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Although Zhili was not clear-headed from time to time, she still knew clearly what should be said and what should not be said. Therefore, no matter how Xie Chen pressed her, she just kept mumbling and did not tell the truth at all. the meaning of.

Xie Chen didn't care much, he just warned her to be careful and stop messing around.

"I didn't mess around..." Zhili felt guilty.

Xie Chen snorted and walked out. Zhili quickly grabbed his sleeve and stepped out of the room with one foot. The surrounding environment shook and distorted like waves. The bustling ghost market instantly turned into a desolate ruins.

Zhili was slightly startled: "Your Majesty, where is this?"

"Ghost market."

Zhili didn't believe it: "How is that possible? You lied to me."

"Why did I lie to you?" Xie Chen asked.

Zhili's lips moved, and he was suddenly frightened: "What about the ghost market I saw before? It couldn't be an illusion, right?"

"It's not an illusion, but it's not real either."

Zhili swallowed and silently clenched the hem of his clothes.

Xie Chen quietly stared at the clouds and mist ahead, with a hint of darkness in his dark pupils. When Zhili saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, he became curious again: "Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"

Xie Chen was too lazy to answer, and directly touched her eyes with his thumb. She closed her eyes subconsciously, and her eyes moved wildly under the thin eyelids.

"Open your eyes," he said.

Zhili tried to open his eyes, and suddenly his vision could easily pass through the clouds and fog, and he could see a palace thousands of miles away. The palace was silent, with endless night behind it. The servants in the palace were like zombies, moving and sweeping slowly and stiffly, while a bright green light condensed above the palace, shrouding the entire palace like a bright lamp.

"What is that group of green light?" Zhili was puzzled.

Xie Chen's eyes flashed with surprise: "Can you see green light?"

"Yes, it's such a big group." Zhili innocently looked at him.

Xie Chen was quiet for a while before speaking: "It's the power of the Ming Pearl."

Zhili nodded, saw his brows furrowed, and asked again, "What's the problem?"

"It's okay." Xie Chen said casually and put his arm around her waist.

Zhili hugged her tightly, and the next moment they appeared in front of the palace thousands of miles away. As soon as he stood firm, someone came out of the palace, and Xie Chen directly formed an invisibility barrier to block the two of them.

They were two servants with red cheeks. They were dressed in simple short shirts and acted stiffly. They looked like the paper-cut figures sold in shroud shops.

Although he saw Xie Chen setting up a barrier with his own eyes, Zhili still nervously got into Xie Chen's arms as he watched the two approaching, and then peeked out furtively.

Well, for fear of returning, you still have to watch it.

The servant didn't notice the two of them at all. He walked slowly while still chatting animatedly: "The King of Hades has now cultivated the Underworld Pearl. We in the Underworld will finally feel proud. We don't know when he will lead his troops to the world of immortal cultivation and call that Group of cultivators, look at how powerful we are in the underworld."