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

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Although Zhili tried his best to be calm, his expression gradually became subtle. Xie Chen took in all her details and narrowed his eyes gradually: "What did he say to you again?"

"Does he force you like this on weekdays?" The young man wondered, "Sister, your life must be very stressful."

Zhili: "..." Please stop talking.

"What on earth did you say?" Xie Chen felt irritable.

The young man chuckled, stretched out his hand and poked Zhili in the face. Zhili was frightened and jumped into Xie Chen's arms, looking at him as if he was a ghost.

"Sister is the only person I can touch in the five realms," the young man said with satisfaction, "That's great."

The corner of Zhili's mouth twitched, and just when he was about to speak, the person behind him suddenly felt a drop in air pressure, and then a burst of pure spiritual power shot towards the young man. The boy was broken and then restored, restored and broken again. He was always surrounded by fluorescent green light, but in the end he was still intact.

This house was in a terrible state. It was completely shattered after being hit twice by Xie Chen. The ghost market that was originally hidden behind the wasteland was also in a mess. The dormant little ghosts poked their heads out to look around, but in the next moment they were affected by spiritual power. For the powder.

After being smashed eight hundred times, the young man suddenly walked around behind Zhili and gently held her waist with his pale paper hands: "Sister, it hurts so much."

"Ahhhhh..." Zhili screamed with his face in his hands.

Xie Chen's face suddenly turned ugly: "Did he touch you?"

"Hold me!" Zhili asked for help in panic.

Xie Chen became more and more angry, and the spiritual energy around his body surged uncontrollably and became chaotic. Zhili was startled and subconsciously reached out to him. Xie Chen directly pulled her over and turned her around to face the boy: "Where is he?"

Zhili looked at the young man subconsciously, and then a flaming spiritual power surged into his body. Xie Chen held her hand and struck the young man directly with her palm.

The young man's expression changed and he subconsciously dodged to the side, but Xie Chen seemed to be able to see him and accurately found the direction in which he was hiding——

Boom——

There was another thunderous sound, and the young man was hit a foot away, and fell to the ground, vomiting a pool of blood.

"Hit, hit." Zhili opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Xie Chen's face was gloomy: "If he can touch you, you can naturally touch him."

Zhili sniffed, still a little confused.

The young man lay on the ground for a long time without getting up. His originally pale face was suddenly covered with a layer of blush due to the injury, making him look even more pitiful than before.

"Sister..." The young man looked sad, "Is it wrong that I like you?"

"Stop fooling me," Zhili said soberly, "You may say whether you like me or not, but in fact you just want to use me."

"What about him? Doesn't he also want to use you?" The young man asked, "Why can he do it and I can't? I will at least treat you better than him."

Zhili shrugged: "There is no way, even if it is used, it must be on a first-come, first-served basis."