Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

Chapter 26

It's not that he catches it with all his hands, but that no one can live under Lu Mingfeng's hands.

Besides, Lu Mingfeng must have been prepared a long time ago, and in order to prevent his disciples from resisting, he cast a certain evil curse.

Facts proved that Hua Che had guessed correctly. The Jin Dan inside his body let out a painful cry, and was pulled by an invisible force, trying to rush out of the inner palace, and rushed to Lu Mingfeng's hands.

Hua Che thought he was dead.

In an instant, countless pictures and countless people appeared in my mind.

Finally stayed on Chu Binghuan.

When he woke up again, Hua Che was in the Fen Qing Palace.

He couldn't think that he was actually saved by Yin Wuhui. He really deserved to be his own father. He happened to be there when his son was in trouble.

Mozun easily solved Lu Mingfeng's evil curse, all kinds of bewitching, and wanted Hua Che to leave the Shangqing and join the Fenqing Palace.

"Very good seedlings, let the Shangqing Immortal Sect be ruined." Yin Wuhui reached out his hand to him, "It's okay, my son has already gone home, abandoned your dirty fairy skills, and repaired for his father. Xiguidao, you and my father and son are united to dominate Kyushu, just around the corner!"

Hua Che had just been shocked and sneered at Yin Wuhui without thinking, and said straightforwardly: "Your ambition, you toss it yourself, don't pull me down."

Yin Wuhui's eyes showed a sharp expression: "What? Lu Mingfeng is a hypocritical hypocrite. It is profitable to approach you from the very beginning. Wouldn't you still remember him, and still have feelings for the sinister and cunning immortal monks? Bar?"

Hua Che looked directly at Yin Wuhui's ferocious eyes: "It's only him who is wrong, what's the matter with others?"

"I heard you right, right?" Yin Wuhui stood up excitedly and strode down the jade steps. "If you say you turn your face, you will turn your face, and those who want to join hands to put you to death are not the immortal monks? Yesterday, they respected you. Plus, today I will turn my face and refuse to recognize people, and use you as a mouse on the street. Everyone yells and beats. This group of decent things is not a pity for death, you are good, you are still in the company of this group!"

"You're right." Hua Che gave a wry smile, his pale face was full of slumping, "As early as the moment you told me about my life experience to my face, I was spurned by Kyushu, and the world couldn't bear it."

Yin Wuhui's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you blaming your father?"

"Don't tell me the word father, I heard it disgusting!" Hua Che shouted sharply, "There is only mother in my dictionary, no father!"

Yin Wuhui's hand stiffened, and he firmly asked, "Are you blaming me for abandoning your mother and son?"

Hua Che smiled more and more ironically: "The Demon Venerable of the Ninth Five-Year, aren't you quite self-aware?"

He was not afraid of anything. He grabbed Yin Wuhui's collar and his voice was low and heavy, like a dying sleepy beast: "Where were you when my mother had a baby in October and was driven out of the drunk building? When my mother died, where were you when I wandered around begging for life?"

"The Demon Lord, who bows his head, can't even guard his wife and children. If you say throw it away, you will pretend to be a father and lie to me? What kind of affection do you pretend to be a father? There is no power at all, such a big son in vain, how can there be any in the world? Such a cheap thing!"