"You are really the demon dragon, eh! Netherworld?" Qiongqi suddenly raised his voice to confirm again, with a tremor of disbelief in his voice.

At this moment, Qiongqi's gaze suddenly froze, and he seemed to have discovered something incredible again.

His eyes suddenly widened, almost as if they were about to fall out of their sockets, and he asked in astonishment,

"You actually signed a slave contract with humans?" The voice rose twice again.

His mouth, which was already open due to surprise, now opened even wider, enough to fit an egg. Qiongqi's expression became extremely excited, and his body trembled slightly, as if he had seen the end of the world coming.

For Qiongqi, the idea of ​​a magic dragon and a human making a contract was simply a fantasy. Since ancient times, the magic dragon clan has always been proud and powerful. How could they be willing to establish a contractual relationship with weak humans? But the magic dragon in front of him... no, the breath of the contract mark on Youming made him believe this cruel reality.

"Hey, don't be so surprised. The human race has a saying called 'The Law of True Fragrance'. You wouldn't understand it even if I told you.

Anyway, I am very happy now. Let's not talk about me for now. Sit down first and calm down. We have something to ask you. Sit down quickly. "Youming pushed the shocked and confused Qiongqi to sit on the chair. He didn't want to recall and explain his stupidity at the time. It was a period of time that he couldn't bear to look back on, but... Anyway, he didn't regret it.

Qiongqi's eyes then turned to the old friend's master - Wanqi Yuan, and then frowned deeply at his strength and cultivation.

Trash, scum, weakling, humph! He glared at Wanqi Yuan unhappily.

Wanqi Yuan, who was completely despised, was not affected at all. He just straightened his back, raised his head slightly, and smiled calmly.

Humph, even if you don't agree, you have to keep it to yourself.

No wonder Qiongqi looked down on Wanqiyuan's cultivation level of the middle stage of the Divine Sect. After integrating the seven emotions and six desires, he has recovered to the peak of the ninth level of the Super Divine Realm. He and the Demon Dragon had the opportunity to be promoted to the Beast God at the beginning, but it was because they had committed too many sins of killing and had violent temperaments. They were still a little short of the right level to become the Beast God.

Of course, their current strength is already beyond the reach of countless people. After all, they have become old monsters.

Qiongqi swept his gaze towards the crowd again, his cold and scrutinizing eyes sweeping over his companions one by one.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a magnet and stayed on Fu Ling'er. He stared at her without blinking, as if he wanted to see through her appearance to the depths of her soul.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came over me.

No, why does the aura of this woman feel so familiar?

My brain was spinning rapidly. Something was wrong. How could this woman have the same aura as that adult? Could it be that...

At this moment, a shocking idea flashed in Qiongqi's mind. In an instant, his pupils trembled. Then, he stared at Fu Ling'er with wide eyes, and his lips began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

"You...you are..." Qiongqi squeezed out the word from his throat with difficulty, his voice full of disbelief and astonishment. Looking closely, there was deep self-blame in the depths of his eyes.

"Hey, brother, what's wrong with you?" Youming was curious why Qiongqi looked at Fu Ling'er like that.

"Demon Dragon, no, Netherworld, look at her. Doesn't her aura match yours? That is the aura of the Chaos Bloodline. She...she...she belongs to yours..."

"Well, I know what you want to say. You want to ask if she is the adult's child, right?"

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about," Qiongqi nodded vigorously, thinking back to the past...

"Don't let your imagination run wild. She's not like that. You're her master, not her father."

"Hmm? Why is this? They have the same bloodline. How could they not be father and daughter? And at that time..." Qiongqi was puzzled. Could it be that he had been imprisoned for too long and his brain was not working well? They have the same bloodline, so how could they not be father and daughter?

"What happened back then? Tell me quickly." Upon hearing this, Fu Ling'er became very curious. To her, knowing more about her master's past was a precious thing.

Everyone put down their cups and looked at Qiongqi. They were also curious and wanted to hear the story.

"Uh! This... there are some things I don't know, it's hard to say. When I was caught by the master, he only seriously injured me. I don't know why the master gave me a chance to atone for my crime. He asked me to protect a girl named Yuexi, and I naturally agreed.

However, on my way to chase Miss Yuexi, I was ambushed and fell into a coma when I passed by Yunluo Mountain Range. When I woke up again, I was already at the bottom of the deep ravine of Dark Moon Forest. I don’t remember anything else.”

"Yuexi, are you sure your name is Yuexi?" Fu Ling'er exclaimed. Isn't that the woman that Master loves? She thought of the woman in the painting in the God Burial Bend.

"Yes, that's right, it was Yuexi, I still remember the sad look on your face.

At that time, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it, the light in his eyes was dim, and his whole body was shrouded in an unspeakable sadness.

I know he must be extremely reluctant to part with Miss Yuexi.

Later, he told me in a hoarse and low voice that he would protect her at all costs.

But I deserve to die, I failed the adults’ expectations, I didn’t even get to see Miss Yuexi,” After saying this, Qiongqi seemed to have used up all the strength in his body, he slumped down in the chair, and remained silent for a long time.

"So, do you remember who hurt you?"

"A group of extremely powerful men in black. They were dressed up and I had no idea who they were. They came up to me and started fighting without saying a word. I was seriously injured at the time and soon passed out under the attack of that group of people." Qiongqi was still very angry when he thought of the robbery and murder.

"Then who knows your whereabouts and purpose?" Fu Ling'er asked.

Qiongqi shook his head. At that time, he was arrogant and domineering, and offended many people. He didn't know which enemy had discovered his whereabouts and wanted to kill him.

"I don't know. I have offended a lot of people and I don't know who it is," Qiongqi said embarrassedly.

Fu Ling'er thought differently. If it was Qiongqi's enemy, wouldn't they go to great lengths to extract his emotions? Instead, they would try to kill him to vent their anger, so why would they go to the trouble of sealing him?

So torturing Qiongqi is nothing more than venting anger, but this anger is directed at the master and Miss Yuexi, and Qiongqi is just a by-product.

"Ling'er, could it be that Wen Renyu?" Wanqi Yuan thought of Wen Renyu who was always everywhere beside Master Mo. Was he involved in this Qiongqi incident?