All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

Ning Zhi groaned in his heart, the other people's 'betrayal of the teacher and destruction of ancestors' were all just so-so, only his disciple really wanted to kill him.

"If you want me to stop scolding you, just let me go."

Fu Wang pinched his chin and looked at him for a while, then let go with disgust, "Wait until I get tired of playing with you."

He had indeed promised not to cause trouble for Ling Yan, but that was before. Now that his cultivation had recovered and he was no longer subject to anyone's control, he could naturally do whatever he wanted.

Ling Yan has no right to speak.

Unfortunately, Ning Zhi ruthlessly exposed him, "You look tired of playing now."

Fu Wang flicked his sleeves and left, leaving behind one sentence, "I just like to play around."

Ning Zhi: “…” I didn’t do good deeds in my previous life, so I got a bad disciple in this life.

[Sir, can we really not defeat him? ]

[I can beat him, but I don't want to fight. 】

Dandan whispered, [You just like him, but you still don’t admit it*&@]

Ning Zhi heard it but pretended not to hear it. He felt that he owed Fu Wang a lot for the failure of the last mission, and he just couldn't bear to hit him this time.

If Fu Wang likes to play, just let him play. What else can we do? We can’t just slap him to death.

Peace returned to the Demon Prison, and Ning Zhi leaned against the bed and took a nap.

Unfortunately, I sensed the fluctuations of demonic energy before I fell asleep.

He thought Fu Wang had come back again, and frowned, "You regret it, and want to let me go again?"

A few strange laughs were heard, followed by a hoarse voice, "How could he let you go? He would like to kill you."

It’s not Fuwang!

Ning Zhi opened his eyes instantly and wanted to take action, but found that his cultivation was restricted and he couldn't use any spiritual power at all.

Fu Wang, ah Fu Wang, you really know how to trick me. Ning Zhi stared at the devil in front of him and cursed Fu Wang a hundred times in his heart.

The demon exuded a bloodthirsty evil aura and was a pitch-black mass that could barely be discerned as a human figure.

"I am Qi Gui, the Lord of the Demon Realm. He stole my throne and almost destroyed all my cultivation. I wish he would die!"

"Then go find him. Why are you telling me all this? I won't sympathize with you."

Qi Gui's resentment stagnated for a moment, and then continued, "You are the person he hates the most besides me."

"so?"

"So I want him to live his whole life in a state of self-loathing and disgust."

Ning Zhi felt that he was just talking nonsense. "If you can't beat me, then you can't beat me. There's no need to put it in such a refreshing way."

The demon was about to get angry, but restrained himself, "If you were not useful, you would have died a thousand times just because of your disrespect to me."

"Really? It's a pity that I can't keep you here." Because of the chains, Ning Zhi had to wait until Qi Gui got close before he could make a move.

Now that the distance was just right, he directly used his divine power to attack Qi Gui in the face.

Qi Gui was startled and quickly dodged, pulling the chain and grabbing Ning Zhi's wrist.

With his wrist restrained by someone, Ning Zhi changed his side to attack, but was caught off guard by a strange fragrance.

The fragrance made him dazed for a moment, but it was not enough to make him relax. The divine power penetrated into Qi Gui's body and hit the heart meridian.

A strange and shrill sound was heard, and the demon turned into a ball of black mist, declaring his victory before fleeing.

"Don't struggle, I've already succeeded. The life of a demon is long, so let Fuwang suffer forever!"

The black fog dissipated, leaving Ning Zhi standing there confused.

[Sir, he wouldn't have done anything bad, right? ]

Ning Zhi frowned, [I don't know, I don't have any wounds on my body, could it be that Fu Wang has an accident? ]

A pair of red eyes flashed outside the Demon Control Prison, constantly turning, transmitting everything that happened in the cell to its owner in real time.