Quick Wear: Another day when the villain is paying for it

The two bright lights dissipated, and dust flew in front of the Demon Palace.

When the dust settled, a black figure stood in the open space. Where the sword pointed, the man in white tatters stared and took his last breath.

With the fall of the Immortal Emperor, the immortals were leaderless, and the few remaining immortal generals who were still alive were captured and taken away by the demons.

Mo Jinghuai calmly withdrew his gaze, turned around and looked at the well-behaved little fox behind him, his eyebrows slightly curved.

Before he could get closer, a black figure blocked his way.

The gentle expression suddenly darkened.

He said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

"Master Demon..." Even though she was extremely scared, she still gritted her teeth and did not retreat when she thought of that incident:

"Can I ask you a question?"

Mo Jinghuai seemed to have thought of something, his dark expression softened a lot, and he gave her a chance:

"Go ahead."

"You..." The mother dragon paused and gestured with her claws: "Have you ever seen a black dragon like us?"

She asked this question after carefully choosing her words, but in fact she wanted to ask "Is my brother in your hands?"

She could feel her brother's aura on Mo Jinghuai. Of course, there were only two possibilities for this situation.

One, her brother became his contracted beast, and the second, her brother was dead. Mo Jinghuai had the breath of his brother on him, and it was he who got the most precious thing of the Black Dragon - the Dragon Pill.

In fact, she already knew in her heart that the second possibility was more likely. She had met Mo Jinghuai not long ago, and at that time he did not have the aura of a younger brother at all. Who would contract a black dragon in such a short time, not to mention that that was her brother who had disappeared for a long time.

Now she just didn't want to believe it. She only wanted to know the truth from Mo Jinghuai, a truth that she had to admit.

Mo Jinghuai didn't reply, but just stretched out a hand.

The next second, a crystal dragon ball lay in the palm of his hand, with the aura of her brother clearly on it.

The light in the mother dragon's eyes completely disappeared, tears instantly fell, and she wanted to touch the dragon ball with trembling claws, but she couldn't stretch out her hands.

"...Brother, how could it be possible? How could it become like this..."

Before leaving, her brother had promised her with a smile that he would return as a mighty black dragon, but how come he has now turned into a small dragon ball...

Xu Ning jumped over and looked at the dazed female dragon with a worried look.

She looked at the man with a little doubt: "A Jing..."

Mo Jinghuai shook his head at her, bent down and picked her up.

Xu Ning looked at the beautiful dragon ball in his hand, and the strange feeling in her heart became deeper.

Mo Jinghuai: "Let's talk inside."

Even after entering the Demon Palace, the mother dragon had not yet recovered from the news of her brother's death.

Mo Jinghuai looked indifferently, placed the dragon ball in front of them, and told them the truth.

"This man got the Dragon Ball from the Emperor of Heaven. Your brother might have been killed by him."

"As for the whole incident, I have sent someone to check it out, and we will know the answer soon."

The mother dragon closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the grief in her eyes had turned into endless hatred.

"Master Demon." She looked directly at Mo Jinghuai: "Can you let me follow you when you go to the Ninth Heaven? I want to avenge my brother!"

Xu Ning shook Mo Jinghuai's sleeve.

"Okay." Mo Jinghuai stroked her hair and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Master Demon."