Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

The clear voice of the boy was above everyone's head. The volume was not loud, but everyone heard it.

Wu Lan stood on the high platform, raised his eyes and looked coldly in the direction where the sound came from.

He remembered that it was this person who made the noise before and tried to cause a commotion among the crowd.

It seems that he is not stupid and has no sense of danger, but is here to cause trouble on purpose.

Wu Lan narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"It seems that the demon king has a very good temper, and the people under his rule have cultivated this kind of free nature."

Kuiling naturally understood what he meant. He spoke nicely about freedom, but in reality he was blaming his subordinates for not managing them well and not following the rules.

The demon king frowned and looked over there.

He had heard Xing Chen's unbridled booing before, but he ignored it because he thought it was deliberately arranged by his stupid son.

But now Yaoyi has left, and there is still movement here, he realized that the situation seems to be different from what he thought.

The person who started the commotion should have nothing to do with his stupid son.

The main god Wu Lan is here, and it would be unreasonable for him not to punish such an unruly little demon.

"Go and bring him up." Kuiling ordered coldly.

However, before his men could rush towards the crowd, a majestic, shiny-haired tiger suddenly rose into the air with a terrifying momentum. With a swift leap, it arrived in front of the platform and hovered steadily in the air.

The young man sitting on the tiger's back had a pair of eyes that sparkled like bright stars. He slowly lowered his eyes condescendingly, and his long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings.

The smile at the corner of her lips inadvertently reveals a hint of laziness, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

"Take me with you?" Xing Chen asked.

From the moment Kuiling saw his smile, he was stunned.

I couldn't take my eyes off it for a long time.

What a hell.

He suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes these days.

Could it be that what you dream at night is what you think during the day? How come one of them looks more like the Night God than the other?

Kui Ling stared and looked again, trying to see through Xing Chen's appearance which was just an illusion.

But the strange thing was that no matter how he tried to see Xing Chen's true identity, the person in front of him didn't change at all.

This situation means that either the young man's true form looks like this, or his demonic power is far superior to his own.

But how is it possible?

If he had originally looked like this and had such an outspoken personality, he would definitely not have met this boy just now.

Moreover, seeing someone with a similar temperament to Ye Shen again and again for two consecutive days was a bit too coincidental.

It is even more impossible for the demonic power to be greater than his.

He knew that he had made no progress over the years and had been overtaken by Yao Yi.

But if there is another gifted person in the demon world, he cannot be unaware of it.

Kuiling did not admit either of these two points.

"How can you be so rash in front of the Lord God? Come down!"

The immortal messenger behind Wu Lan quickly rushed to the front of the stage, raised his head and arrogantly reprimanded Xing Chen in the air.

"Lord God?" Xing Chen looked at Wu Lan with a playful look in his eyes, "Are you the Phoenix of the bird tribe?"

Wu Lan met his gaze and suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

He was not familiar with the charm of these eyes, but he remembered what Xingchen had just said below.

Long time no see, everyone.

So who is he and who has he not seen for a long time?

"How dare you speak to the Lord God like that!"

Seeing that Xing Chen was so stubborn and dared to be so presumptuous, the immortal messenger swung the long whip in his hand, and like the tongue of a poisonous snake, it flashed with a hissing electric light and covered Xing Chen's head.

The sound of this attack was as powerful as thunder. As long as the whip touched Xingchen's head, blood would be spilt on the spot.

Some of the little demons in front of the platform held their heads and screamed, while others, who were more belligerent, stared with great interest, watching the scene excitedly.

Xing Chen's body didn't even shake. The long whip came with a gust of wind, lifting up his long hair but not making him blink.

At the critical moment when everyone was terrified, he just raised his hand leisurely and took the whip in his hand so lightly.

The immortal messenger was horrified, as he knew best how much strength had been used in this attack.

Because of his anger, he even used more divine power than usual, but the opponent easily dissipated it, as if what he held in his hand was not a fierce weapon, but a flirtatious whip.

Each of them held one end of the whip. Before the immortal could think about it, a burning electric current spread out again, trying to open his hand.

The immortal used the force to flip over, wanting to strike again while pulling out the whip.

It was just a good idea, but the electric current was like nothing when it reached Xing Chen's hand. When Xing Chen saw him turn over, he suddenly laughed coldly and swung the whip back.

The whip immediately hit the immortal's waist like a thousand-pound weight, knocking him directly to the edge of the platform, and he fainted without a sound.

"Bold?" After beating the man, Xing Chen looked down at his palm, "I can't help it. I have been bold since I was a child. I can't change it."

His condescending attitude angered many people, and the remaining immortals on the platform surrounded Wu Lan and looked at him warily.

"Who are you? Don't think you can act so recklessly in front of the Lord God just because you have some divine power. Who gave you the courage?"

"Tianyu hasn't had any new members for several years. It looks like there will be a new addition this time."

As soon as the fairies finished speaking, they were ready to attack together.

Kuiling suddenly rushed over to block the crowd and turned to look at Wulan.

Wu Lan gently patted the leading fairy envoy and said lightly: "Wait a moment."

"Yes."

Kuiling walked towards the edge of the platform again, looked up at Xingchen, his eyes dark and unclear, his voice filled with doubt.

"When you said long time no see, who did you mean?"

Xing Chen glanced at him, then looked at the monsters below, "You, all of you."

Kuiling followed closely, "When did we meet?"

Xing Chen teased him and said with a smile, "Guess."

"You... who are you? Where is your home?" Kuiling asked again.

Wu Lan frowned and observed Kuiling's reaction.

He had heard the rumors that Kuiling admired Ye Shenxingchen.

When he was practicing hard in the early years, Ye Shen was wandering around the galaxy. He only met him once, and they were very far apart at that time.

So I only have a vague impression of Ye Shen's peerless appearance, and no other memory.

Could it be that this boy looks very similar to Ye Shen?

Xing Chen jumped off Da Huang's back and landed lightly on the platform.

"A nameless little demon, not worth mentioning."

As he spoke, he walked towards the fog behind.

When passing by Kuiling, Kuiling subconsciously wanted to pull his arm.

Xing Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly, "Kui Ling, if you still want your hand, you'd better not touch it."

At that moment, the demon king seemed to be struck by a bright and lightning-fast thunder without any warning.

His eyes instantly became bloodshot, and they were as big as giant copper bells. Then his tall body seemed to be blown by an invisible strong wind, and it shook visibly, as if he was about to lose his balance in the next moment.

"night……"