I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Chapter 38

As long as he got this Panku treasure box, he would be in control of the gates of hell, and then he might have a chance to make deals with those superior demon lords.

The opportunity for immortality seems to have arrived!

Thinking of this, he didn't even care about Xiaoyu. After all, in his heart, Xiaoyu was just a saint warrior who hadn't grown up.

Maybe she will be able to dominate an era in the future, but right now, she is not as important as Panku's treasure box.

A burst of purple magic caught the slowly falling person and the Panku treasure box in his hand. The magic was circulating around the fat man, but he didn't dare to touch the small box at all.

"True?" Xiaoyu let out a low voice when she saw the figure above clearly.

After seeing the box in his hand and Daolon's greedy expression, his big eyes rolled around and he shouted loudly: "Quick, that's the box that daddy is looking for, grab it!"

Daolong was stunned, and Tru was also stunned. The way he looked at Daolon changed instantly. This old man wanted to steal the fruits of his labor?
You know, after finding this Panku treasure box, Valon promised to give him 100 million dollars, which would allow his mother to live a good life.

Daolong looked at Xiaoyu, then at Tohru, aren't these two people in the same group?Could it be that they were fighting over this Panku box?

But it doesn't matter, even though he doesn't know who is behind this fat man, Daolong is the strongest wizard, and even the archmage was defeated by him back then, he doesn't think there is anyone in this era who can threaten him.

Thinking that he didn't deny Xiaoyu's words, when Tohru landed, another magic shot hit Tohru instantly, imprisoning all his movements.

Xiaoyu froze for a moment, looking at Tru who struggled so hard that it was of no use, he felt that this time he might fall.

"Fatty, you take the Panku treasure box and follow me, how about I spare your life?" Daolong looked at Tru and asked indifferently.

He couldn't touch the Panku treasure box, but he could take it indirectly. He just looked at the fat man as if he had a talent for magic, that is, the bones were amazing, so he wanted to give him a chance.

If he didn't want it himself, Daolong would not be soft.

"The Panku treasure box can't be given to you." Trudou gritted his teeth and struggled. This is 100 million. How could Trudou, who didn't go to the righteous side, hand over so much money?
"Let's do whatever you want." Daolong said casually, and then turned his gaze to Xiaoyu again: "Young saint warrior, now it's your turn."

Xiaoyu looked at the Feathered Serpent God who was still restrained in place, a little anxious, her flexible little brain kept spinning, as if thinking of something, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"You don't want to know who is competing with a god for the Panku treasure box?" Xiaoyu seemed to be sitting on the ground, looking at Daolong with some pity.

"Oh? Is this the saint's last words?" Daolon seemed to understand something, this little girl wants to delay time!
But who is Daolong?The strongest wizard!Who were you afraid of?It doesn't seem to hurt to listen.

"Hehe, of course you can kill me, although I don't know what kind of saint you are." Xiaoyu shrugged first.

Then he said: "However, this Panku treasure box was ordered by the fire demon. If you rob him, are you sure you can keep it?"

Daolong frowned fiercely, and he looked at the situation on the field. There was a reincarnation of a saint, a god, and an ordinary person with a very good magical talent.

It seems that the one who can grab things with the Saint Seiya might really be the Holy Master?

"Scared?" Xiaoyu said jokingly, "There are even scarier ones."

Daolong's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he seemed to have fallen into some quagmire unintentionally, but he didn't stop the girl from delaying time, and he also wanted to hear what kind of situation he had fallen into.

"Holy Lord's son knows?" Seeing Daolong's expression, Xiaoyu knew that her goal of delaying time had been achieved. Although she didn't know if anyone would come to save her, Ye Changmengduo's words were two-way.

As long as there is time, there will be changes. I hope that the old man can come down from the sky, or anyone can come, at least it will be delayed until the Feathered Serpent regains his ability to move.

While thinking wildly, the girl continued: "I should have a good relationship with him. You killed me and robbed his father. Are you sure you can survive tomorrow?"

What Xiaoyu was thinking at this moment was: I pointed a gun at his head, and he still called me Queen, so we should have a good relationship, right?
At this time, Daolong's brows were getting deeper and deeper. Of course, what he was thinking at the moment was not the girl's words, but what was revealed from the words.

Son of the Lord?
The Lord has a son?

So could the Ninth Monarch really be him?If the Panku treasure box is really taken by himself, will he directly offend the two monarchs?

Could it be that the target of contemporary saint fighters is their father and son?

Each question made Daolong a little uneasy, but the Holy Master had better say something, after all, when Lopez sealed him, he recorded all the loopholes and restraint magic in the magic book.

And he, Daolong, happened to have a few books on turning the Holy Master into a sand sculpture.

However, the son of the Holy Lord is unknown, which represents a monarch without any weaknesses.

This kind of monarch is terrible. Without restraint magic, let alone he has not broken through the archmage, even if he breaks through, he may not be able to seal it.

After all, the sealed things, to put it bluntly, are left by the gods of the same level, and human mages and wizards are leftovers from other people's play.

It is difficult to seal a monarch!
"So, don't waste your energy, go by yourself, I can pretend nothing happened." Xiaoyu asked pretending to be relaxed.

But if you look carefully, you can see the sweat on the little girl's forehead and palms, and you can imagine how nervous she is at this moment.

Daolong was still thinking, the staff in his hand fell slowly, as if he really wanted to leave as the girl said, but the next moment, his frown slowly relaxed, and he found the loophole in the girl's mouth!
"As expected of a saint, the ability to make up nonsense is really powerful." Daolong's tone became slow.

"However, the Holy Master has not yet recovered, so how can he threaten me?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoyu was startled: Oh no, the tiger's skin has been torn off!

But she still said forcefully: "Okay, but don't you want to know why he didn't recover?"

"No, you'd better go to reincarnation in the next life!" Daolong said as black magic gradually appeared in his hands.

And Feathered Serpent God's eyes at this moment are anxious, and his body gradually emits light, soon, as long as he drags a little longer, he will be able to break free from the shackles!
"His son took the power of the twelve talismans and turned into a very powerful demon. This is the reason why the Holy Master did not recover." Xiaoyu said anxiously, as if she wanted to make a final struggle.

But Daolong didn't want to listen to Xiaoyu's words at this moment, although he was also interested in the last one: "That really inherited the will of the Holy Master, but he is just a troublesome little devil, so what if he really came? "

"Saint, it's time to send you on your way." Daolong said that the magic in his hand was ready, and he was about to end the life of a contemporary saint.

The Feathered Serpent God struggled, and it seemed that the aura on his body had become a little stronger. He was ready to burn his authority to save the girl he had never protected.

Even though it is possible that He would be gone, so what?

But suddenly, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and the power of the Feathered Serpent God's sun was instantly suppressed, and a calm voice sounded.

"Is it?"

　A broken bowl was placed on it: asking for further reading, asking for a reward, asking for a ticket.

　　Poor big orange: Hey, give me some, next time I will change to a delicate big orange

　　
　
(End of this chapter)