Divine Seal: My Grandfather is the Demon King

A Bao couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Ling'er, Haochen, since you have already met this guy, then I can tell you clearly that Long Xingyu is one of the rewards for you after completing the test."

Long Xingyu: ...

Is he a lifeless object?

But at this moment, Long Xingyu was too lazy to be angry.

I'm tired, it doesn't matter.

Feng Ling nodded slightly, and then she looked at Long Xingyu: "Don't worry, Dad, we will definitely beat you!"

"That's right." Long Haochen gave his father a reassuring look.

Long Xingyu: ...

At this moment, a voice came to Feng Ling's ears. Feng Ling was very familiar with this voice.

It’s grandpa’s voice!

"Ling'er, Haochen, the two of you come to the Demon Emperor's main hall. Abao, Leng Xiao, you don't need to come. You can go and rest first."

That’s right, Feng Xiu has been paying attention to Feng Ling and Long Haochen since they entered the Demon Emperor Palace.

It would be a lie to say that Feng Xiu was unhappy when she heard Feng Ling say that what her grandfather wanted was what she wanted.

His granddaughter should be on his side!

"it is good!"

Feng Ling nodded slightly, and after looking at each other, she understood what the other was thinking.

go! must go!

Then, Feng Ling waved to A Bao and Leng Xiao: "Uncle, aunt, door god, we will go first, don't worry too much about us."

"Who is worried about you?"

A Bao turned his head away, but Feng Ling could still catch the worry that flashed across his black pupils.

Mendi's lips curled slightly. His Highness is still so hypocritical.

Leng Xiao held Feng Ling's hand tightly: "Ling'er, if you really encounter difficulties, just cry, and the emperor will definitely be soft-hearted."

If she cried in front of her father, Feng Xiu might ask her to hold it back.

If Po cries in front of his father, Fengxiu might feel very disappointed in him.

But if it was Feng Ling, Feng Xiu would probably be soft-hearted without even shedding a tear.

"it is good!"

Immediately, Feng Ling and her brother separated from A Bao, Leng Xiaomendi and the other two.

This place was not far from the Demon Emperor's Main Palace, and the two soon saw the Demon Emperor's Main Palace, a building that was neither big nor small.

Just in case, Feng Ling looked at Long Haochen and said, "Haochen, you should unilaterally cut off the transmission channel between you and Haoyue first, and then we will go to see grandpa."

Long Haochen and Haoyue signed a blood contract, which allowed them to teleport to each other. Next, they were going to visit their grandfather, and it would be bad if Haoyue suddenly went crazy.

"it is good!"

Of course, Long Haochen only knew the seriousness of the matter. After communicating with Haoyue, he temporarily cut off the transmission channel between him and Haoyue.

Soon, the two arrived in front of the gate of the Demon Emperor's main palace.

Big, very big!

This was Long Haochen’s first feeling when looking at this huge palace.

Is this the real Demon Emperor Palace?

Feng Ling looked much more relaxed, as if she had returned home.

Although not a single ray of sunlight shone into the heart of the Demon City, the glowing black light emanating from around the palaces made the buildings clearly visible.

This palace covers an area of ​​at least thousands of square meters. Black is its main color, but this single color cannot conceal its magnificent atmosphere, which makes people feel extremely shocked and awed.

There were more than a dozen Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Guards guarding around the palace, all of whom had ninth-level cultivation.

As soon as they saw Feng Ling, they all knelt on one knee respectfully and saluted Feng Ling.

There is only one exception, and that is the leader of the Demon Dragon Guard, Huang Shuo.

"Uncle Huang, it's your turn on duty again today." Feng Ling waved to Huang Shuo.

"Your Highness, this is my duty." Huang Shuo said seriously.

"Uncle Huang, you are still so serious. Haochen and I will go in first."

Having said that, Feng Ling led Long Haochen in.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, Long Haochen felt the majestic and solemn atmosphere coming towards him.

The surrounding buildings are simple, with only thousands of magic circles of varying sizes.

The front half is relatively empty, and is where other demons meet the Demon King. In the very center of this palace stands a throne, also known as the Dragon Throne.

This dragon throne is also pitch black, with two lifelike dragons carved on it. It has a heavy texture and exudes a mysterious and majestic aura.

This throne is a symbol of the Demon King’s power, and even more so a symbol of the power of the demon clan.

Feng Xiu sat quietly on the chair, raised his right hand and placed it behind his head. He was dressed in formal attire and exuded a hint of laziness.

Although his expression was normal, his black eyes immediately lit up when he saw Feng Ling and Long Haochen appear.

As soon as she stepped into the palace, Feng Ling's expression lost all its frivolity and became solemn.

"Grandpa, we are here."

As he spoke, Feng Ling bowed to Feng Xiu and performed the etiquette of the demon clan.

Seeing this, Long Haochen also followed his sister's example and saluted his grandfather.

Their grandfather is the elder, and they, the younger generations, should be polite.

Feng Xiu curled her lips slightly and said lightly: "Ling'er, when you were a child, you were not as well-behaved as you are now. Why have you changed now?"

"I've grown up." Feng Ling smiled embarrassedly.

When she was a child, she relied on her young age to allow her to walk around the entire palace, and Feng Xiu also allowed her to run around as she pleased.

But now, she has grown up and no longer has the advantage of age. If she continues to act recklessly, it will be her fault.

Feng Xiu smiled and shook her head gently, her voice full of concern: "Ling'er, Haochen, come here, come to me."

Feng Ling and Long Haochen nodded and walked in front of Feng Xiu in a few steps.

This year, his two grandsons have changed a lot. They have grown taller, older, and more mature.

At the same time, Feng Xiu felt somewhat fortunate that Feng Ling did not inherit Long Xingyu's ugly appearance!

Feng Ling raised her head slightly and looked at her grandfather, feeling a little excited. She hadn't seen him for a year and she missed him very much.

My grandfather hasn't changed much this year, he's still as majestic as ever.

Feng Xiu touched Feng Ling and Long Haochen's heads and said, "How have you been doing this year?"

Feng Ling touched her nose and said, "Life is pretty good. We have been practicing hard. Grandpa, I have good news for you. My inner spiritual power is close to 100,000 points!"

“Grandpa, my inner spiritual power is also increasing rapidly. It has reached 70,000 points.” Long Haochen’s tone was also very relaxed.

"Also, not long ago, Haochen and I defeated my uncle." Feng Ling began to show off her achievements.

Long Haochen nodded quickly: "That's right, Grandpa, we still..."

Feng Xiu's black eyes were filled with love for his two grandchildren, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart -

As long as Ling'er, you are willing, the inheritance crown of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Pillar will be yours!

In other words, as long as Feng Ling is willing, the position of the Demon King will be hers!

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