Divine Seal: My Grandfather is the Demon King

"Ah?" Xiao Haoyue was a little confused. He was just hit down like a basketball?

Moreover, at the moment of being beaten, a strange memory appeared in Haoyue's mind.

He always felt that this memory did not belong to him, but it was him!

In that memory, a behemoth was desperate to destroy, destroy, and destroy!

But, how could he be such a violent beast when he is so cute!

"Ouch!"

Xiao Haoyue is angry!

Flap the chicken wings, accumulate power, accelerate, and impact!

The next second, he was hugged by Long Haochen.

"Haoyue! Don't do this." Long Haochen's voice was very stern.

As the saying goes, those who work hard are heroes. Haoyue looked at Xiaoyu and turned his head away proudly.

Humph, I'm reluctantly not to bother with you!

The contract mark flashed, and Xiao Haoyue immediately ran back.

"Xiaoyu, how do you feel?" Feng Ling held Qilin Xiaoyu in her arms.

Xiaoyu yawned and looked a little listless: "I still need to rest."

Several people from the No. 1 Demon Hunting Group gathered around.

"Is this the leader's Warcraft? So cute!" Chen Ying'er felt that the McDull in her hand was no longer fragrant.

"Of course not, I am a Qilin!" Xiaoyu raised her head proudly.

"What kind of magical beast is the Qilin? Why have I never heard of it?" Wang Yuanyuan asked.

"This is a magical beast from another world. The Qilin is a symbol of good fortune and possesses very powerful abilities~" Feng Ling replied.

Lin Xin looked at things from a different perspective and asked, "Is the captain's monster a male or a female?"

Seven people stared at Xiaoyu's tail in unison.

Being stared at by so many people, Xiaoyu blushed immediately and felt at a loss as to what to do.

"I am a man, a man!"

After saying that, Xiaoyu fled back to the Hongmeng Spirit Furnace.

"Turns out it's a male." Lin Xin couldn't help laughing.

……

the other side.

The demon camp.

Feng Xiu frowned slightly and looked in the direction of his two grandchildren.

Unexpectedly, not only Haochen's magic beast is mysterious, Ling'er's magic beast is even more mysterious.

He could feel that the Fengling Monster had an aura that did not belong to this world.

Especially the energy that erupted at the moment of merging with Feng Ling, the level of this energy is definitely on the same level as Tian Zheng!

But it is not a punishment from God!

Could it be the creation of the world?

So, Austin Griffin, where the hell are you?

Feng Xiu sighed softly and looked at A Bao beside him: "A Bao, we should go back and throw that rubbish into the Dragon Blood Prison."

The waste mentioned here naturally refers to Xier.

Feng Xiu didn't care about this little thing. Anyway, the Demon Pillar could create demons continuously, so the death of one or two would not have much impact.

The Demon Dragon Blood Prison has a harsh environment, but it is a place where even ninth-level strong men will perish, and it can torture people to death!

"Yes, father." A Bao bowed to Feng Xiu.

Then, A Bao's eyes revealed determination: "Father, I volunteer to enter the Dragon Blood Prison to train and break through to the ninth level as soon as possible."

"Ling'er and Haochen have worked so hard. As their elder, I cannot slack off."

After practicing hard day and night, Abao's strength has now reached the peak of the eighth level, and he only needs to take the final step to enter the ninth level.

He must become stronger and become a qualified successor to his father!

For other people, the Demon Dragon Blood Prison is a life-threatening situation, but for the rebellious Demon Dragon Clan, the Demon Dragon Blood Prison can stimulate potential and is a good place for training.

But you will endure a lot of pain and encounter many dangers.

If you are not careful, you may die there.

For thousands of years, not many members of the Demon Dragon Clan would take the initiative to enter the Demon Dragon Blood Prison for training.

Abao is a child he values ​​very much. Feng Xiu naturally feels distressed in his heart, but he does not show it on his face.

Feng Xiu sighed softly: "A Bao, are you sure?"

"I have made up my mind. I must go, Father. I will definitely conquer the Dragon Blood Prison!"

A Bao clenched his right fist and pounded it hard on his left chest, then knelt on one knee and saluted Feng Xiu.

Feng Xiu looked at her son's determined face and smiled, with recognition of Abao in her smile.

Finally, he agreed.

Feng Xiu gently stroked the top of Abao's head. The warmth of her palm was something Abao had never felt before: "Abao, I believe in you."

In an instant, Abao's pupils trembled.

His father... recognized him!

In fact, Feng Xiu has always been very fond of Abao.

But Feng Xiu is not good at expressing his emotions, nor is he good at getting close to others.

Coincidentally, Abao is also such a person.

If it weren't for Feng Ling, these two aloof people would definitely be even more distant.

After this incident, the distance between father and son became smaller.

"Yes, father!" Po looked very excited.

Feng Xiu was slightly startled, then smiled slightly.

It seems, Ling'er, you are right. I should pay more attention to Abao with my words.

……

A few days later.

All ten witch hunting groups were summoned to the square.

The hero Shengyue stood in front of all sixty people and announced the winning team.

"Now, let me announce the results of the Demon Hunter Team Competition!"

"No matter what the outcome, you are all excellent fighters!"

As he spoke, the big screen in front of everyone lit up and a text message appeared.

Fifth place, Demon Hunting Group No. 4647, total merit: .

Fourth place, Demon Hunting Group No. 5946, total merit: .

Third place, Demon Hunting Group No. 7135, total merit: .

Second place, Demon Hunting Group No. 2, total merit:.

First place, Demon Hunting Group No. 1, total merit:.

"First place, the No. 1 Sergeant-level Demon Hunting Group!" Sheng Yue said slowly.

offstage.

"We are first!" Lin Xin cheered happily.

Chen Ying'er made a face at Yang Wenzhao: "Yang Wenzhao, now you're convinced!"

Seeing this, Yang Wenzhao shook his head slightly, feeling a little helpless.

The ceremony was over and it was time for them to return to the holy city.

They still went back by airship.

Before leaving, Shengyue's entire family came and said goodbye to Cai'er.

Sheng Lingxin still hasn't fully recovered and still looks like a little child.

Sheng Lingxin held Sheng Caier's hand and whined, "Little sister, I don't want you to leave."

Shengyue also didn't want his great-granddaughter to leave, but he couldn't stop her from going to a wider world.

"Cai'er, you should go!"

Sheng Caier softened her heart and touched Sheng Lingxin's head.

Lan Yanyu's heart was filled with sadness and she couldn't help but cry.

"Cai'er, can I hug you?"

Sheng Caier was slightly startled, and nodded for some unknown reason.

In an instant, Lan Yanyu hugged Sheng Caier.

Sheng Lingxin also hugged Sheng Caier.

"Cai'er, this will always be your home." Lan Yanyu's voice was tearful.

"Yeah." Sheng Caier didn't say much, just hummed softly, but hugged her mother's arms tighter.

But, they had to separate.

After boarding the airship, Feng Ling stood up.

"I think we should give our team a resounding name!"

"Sister, do you have any ideas?" Long Haochen asked.

"Let's call it the Dawn of Light!" Feng Ling gave the name that the No. 1 Demon Hunting Group should have.

"it is good!"