Lord Demon King, please let me go

"Did you hear that, the original demon king became obsessed with his practice a few days ago and died! Now everyone in the demon clan is crying!"

"How is it possible?" Another person sneered, "How could the demons be sad? It's all just pretending."

"No matter what, I hope I can change to a better king this time, and stop beating us all the time!"

"That's true. But I heard that the newly appointed demon king is the son of the dead king!"

"No way, wasn't he killed by His Majesty?"

"Not always……"

Su Muzhe passed the streets of Jiangdu, and stopped when he heard the words.

He looked back and saw that it was a small stall selling jujube cakes, and he couldn't help being slightly dazed.

"Master, I want to eat this." There was a child walking beside Su Muzhe, about eight or nine years old, who also saw the jujube cake stand, and grabbed Su Muzhe's clothes, full of The face looked at him longingly.

Su Muzhe twitched, squatted down, smiled and said: "Okay, then don't run around for a while, and follow Brother Zhuojiu, understand?"

The kid nodded, and obediently walked to the side of a yawning boy in black.As soon as he saw the boy in black, his eyes immediately changed from a little sheep to a big bad wolf, very disdainful.

Zhuojiu was inexplicably rolled-eyed, feeling aggrieved in his heart, and couldn't help but said: "Hey, hey, I said the Qingyu case, no matter what I say, they are all good subordinates of your aunt and good buddies of your uncle! Why do you look at mine? The eyes are so unfriendly?"

The Qingyu case made a "cut" sound, with a very indifferent expression, watching Su Muzhe buy a piece of jujube cake from the jujube cake stall, his expression immediately became joyful.

"Not a good buddy." Su Muzhe said silently while handing the jujube cake wrapped in kraft paper to the Qingyu case.

"Okay, the patriarch has taken over the imperial city, and everything is settled." Lan Qingyu walked over with a few people in black, "Is everything all right?"

Su Muzhe nodded, Qingyu An smiled, and Zhuojiu hummed.

Lan Qingyu still had a bright smile on his face: "What's wrong with the turbid wine?"

Zhuojiu snorted again: "Look at the good nephew you taught!"

Lan Qingyu looked for his reputation, patted his head, and said with a smile: "Ah, I'm eating this again."

Qingyu case also nodded with a smile.

Lan Qingyu said: "I'm mad at Brother Jiu again."

Qingyu case obediently said: "No."

Zhuojiu snorted to express his disdain.

"But he looks very angry, you must be naughty again, right?"

"No."

"Shut up! This matter," Lan Qingyu's expression suddenly became serious, "You did the right thing!"

Zhuojiu was shocked, but Qingyu'an had long been accustomed to Lan Qingyu's routine, and smiled without saying a word.

Su Muzhe stood aside and waited for their quarrel to end, then said flatly: "If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up with the enthronement ceremony."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone said.

Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony of the new demon king.

Mozu.Su Muzhe clenched his fists.

He is looking for someone.

But he has been looking for three years, but there is no news of that person.

It's not that no one has persuaded him, but he is unwilling to give up.

He said he'd be fine.

Su Muzhe clenched his fist unconsciously.

No matter how long it takes.

"What are you thinking about?" Lan Qingyu stepped forward, carefully observing his expression.

Su Muzhe didn't answer, and said: "Tomorrow is the enthronement ceremony, so take this opportunity to search the Thirteen Imperial City secretly."

"You're still looking for Junior Brother Jiang." Lan Qingyu sighed softly.

"Yes. We must find it." Su Muzhe said in a deep voice.

"Then it's up to you, I'll die with you at the worst." Lan Qingyu laughed, "Anyway, that's exactly what I mean, and I've never visited the imperial city of the demons before."

Hearing about the Qingyu case, she stepped forward, looked at Lan Qingyu and said, "I'll go with you tomorrow."

Lan Qingyu thought for a while, and said: "Whatever, just don't come to me when you die."

Su Muzhe's face froze, and he said seriously: "No, you must go with me."

Zhuojiu also followed, no longer obsessed with the topic just now: "Yes, yes, I think you should stay with Lord Shengwang. At most, I can protect your aunt alone. There are too many people who can't protect you." ah."

Qingyu case gave him a narrow look: "No need."

Lan Qingyu just let them quarrel there and didn't care.In the end, it was Su Muzhe who spoke up, and the two of them restrained themselves.