Fox Demon: This is the Guardian Blade

"How dare you, a human, run wild on my territory and bully my daughter and then run away? Can you really get away?"

An old voice clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a short old man appear at the place where the purple poisonous fog had exploded before.

The Poison King of the South——Huandu Qingtian!

No... it's not just him. When the poisonous smoke completely dissipated, the appearance of the other three people behind Huan Du Qingtian gradually appeared.

A beautiful woman in red with fair skin, a boy with white hair and golden eyes... and a little girl who looked like the youngest person present.

Two of the Five Poison Guardians, Poison Lady, Poison Boy, and... that unreasonable little brat from just now!?

The little loli Dongfang Qinlan who was hiding behind Wang Quanbaiye looked at the people who suddenly appeared at the scene with a scrutinizing look, until finally, her sight stopped on the little brat Huan Du Luolan.

Dongfang Qinlan's face turned pale, thinking that this little brat was too vindictive. He couldn't beat him and actually went back to call his parents?

Playing tricks~!

"Haha! You want to run away after bullying me? You wish!"

Huan Du Luo Lan came to Huan Du Qing Tian with her hands on her hips, staring arrogantly at Dong Fang Qin Lan who was standing behind Wang Quan Bai Ye.

Thinking about how this guy had called her a little brat and how she was being led around by the nose by him, Huan Du Luolan was extremely angry.

She thought to herself, what's the difference between a brat and a child?

Aren’t they all the same?

In terms of age and seniority, she is worthy of being the other party's ancestor!

Huan Du Luolan felt furious at the thought that she was being teased by a little human girl who was much younger than her.

If I don't avenge this, I'm not...not a princess!

"Lulu~! This little brat can't win a fight and calls his parents. How shameful~!"

Dongfang Qinlan showed no sign of weakness and was not at all afraid. Even if the other party's parent, the Poison King, was present, she would directly fight back.

"You...you are the brat! This princess is older than you! You should be the brat."

Huan Du Luolan's vocabulary is not as rich as Dongfang Qinlan's. After all, she is a monster, and her retorts sound soft and without any lethality.

It seems that Huan Du Luo Lan really wants to swear, but her upbringing doesn't allow her to find the right words to fight back.

"I'm a kid, and you're a brat! Don't forget that! And I made you angry with just a few words. You're really a brat."

Dongfang Qinlan pulled down the lower eyelid of one eye, stuck out her tongue, made a face, and said with a grin.

Wang Quan Baiye and others:……

Oh my god! You dare to say that when the adults are here? Aren’t you afraid that they will kill us all in a rage?

Big brother has just reached the Dan stage, what can he use to fight against the other demon king?

You really dare to say that~.

Li Quzhuo was complaining madly in his heart, and subconsciously reached out to wipe the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

Huan Du Luolan sniffed her beautiful nose, tears of grievance welling up in her eyes. She wanted to speak but didn't know how to refute.

Wow~!

Huan Du Luolan hugged Huan Du Qingtian with her small body, and her tears quickly wet the corners of his clothes.

The slightly trembling body constantly tells of the grievances that Huan Du Luolan suffered at the moment.

Seeing this, the sky above the Poison Emperor Huan Du Qingtian suddenly darkened, and his whole body was filled with fierce momentum as if he was ready to attack at any time.

He only has this one daughter, whom he loves so much. Now his daughter is being bullied in front of him. How can he not be angry?

Dongfang Qinlan's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a very familiar hand pinching her ear with unerring precision.

Pulling her towards the owner of the hand, Dongfang Qinlan grimaced in pain and looked back with difficulty, only to see her sister's dark and gloomy face.

"Shut up. From now on, you are not allowed to speak without my permission."

Dongfang Huaizhu's tone did not allow for rejection and there was no room for negotiation.

"Paper~paper is here..."

Dongfang Qinlan chuckled, forcing out a flattering smile.

"Okay, Miss Huaizhu Qinlan didn't mean it. The question now is... how can we escape from the Poison Emperor's clutches?"

Wang Quan Baiye smiled politely and shook his head.

"What are you afraid of? At worst, you can just scream..."

Before Dongfang Qinlan could finish her words, her mouth was blocked by a string of candied haws stuffed into it by her sister.

The sweet taste of the candied haws quickly made Dongfang Qinlan swallow the words she was about to say, and instead she concentrated on eating the candied haws.

They naturally knew what the little girl Qin Lan wanted to say, but that was impossible...

Is it okay to cause trouble all day long and then call the master and the others when you can't win? This is not good!

They are so thin-skinned...how could they do such a thing?

Otherwise, what's the point of them wearing this mask?

"Everyone... I won't bully you. I'll give you a chance to explain. If you satisfy me, I'll let you go safely!"

After the Poison King Huan Du Qingtian noticed that several people were dressed unusually, he narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke tentatively.

Li Zizai and Zhang Zheng looked at each other, and saw a hint of doubt in each other's eyes.

Is this Poison King testing them?

(What do you say, Boss?)

Li Quzhuo used his magic power to transmit a message to ask his boss for his opinion.

(…Don’t panic. Just say we’re ordinary disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion. It was all a misunderstanding and no offense was intended…)

Wang Quan Baiye thought for a moment and replied.

(OK!)

After Li Quzhuo understood, he cleared his throat and prepared to speak.

Unexpectedly, the Poison King attacked suddenly without warning, interrupting what Li Quzhuo was about to say.

"careful!"

Yang sighed and shouted coldly, and the third eye on his forehead lit up quickly.

The purple glow instantly enveloped Huan Du Qingtian's poisonous palm, and then he drew the sword at his waist and slashed at the palm.

"Nine Heavens - Universal Divine Thunder!"

After Yang Yitan's third eye on his forehead saw the weakness of the opponent's move, he used his magical powers without any hesitation.

In an instant, a black cloud gathered in the sky, with faint purple thunder surging inside.

Thunder roared, Yang Yitan stood in front of everyone and swung the sword in his hand.

The purple lightning in the cloud quickly gathered on the sword in his hand, and the lightning turned into a sword with just one strike.

The moment the purple lightning collided with Huan Du Qingtian's poisonous palm, the lightning turned into arcs of electricity that wrapped around the poisonous palm.

The two immediately disintegrated each other, and the two terrifying attacks just now seemed to have never existed.

"interesting!"

After seeing his attack was blocked, Huan Du Qingtian sneered and turned to speak gently to Xiao Luolan beside him.

"Daughter, please stay away from them first. Daddy, I am going to be serious..."

"Ok!"

Huan Du Luolan nodded obediently and was taken away by the Poison Lady and Poison Boy, who were the Five Poison Guardians.

"Let's go! Young Master, you are not immune to all poisons yet. You can't withstand the poisonous gas emitted by the Poison King. It's better to leave!"

Poison Lady advised gently.

Fortunately, Huan Du Luolan knew the seriousness of the situation and quickly followed the two of them away from here. She only stopped and watched after retreating to a safe distance.

"Uh... Boss, it looks like we're surrounded... and this poison is really strong!"

Ji Wuji frowned as he looked at the poisonous fog surrounding them.

After wrapping his palm with spiritual energy, he walked to the poisonous fog and tentatively extended his finger to touch it.

The moment his finger touched the poisonous mist, the spiritual energy on the surface of his finger was quickly corroded by the poisonous mist. If he had not reacted quickly and cut off the spiritual energy in time, his finger might have been lost.