"I don't know who that person is. I don't know where you came from! Dare you catch people at this point? You let me go quickly. Your mother doesn't miss this moment! Those two people are the biggest trouble. Who knows if they are staring at us in the dark? "
"I will solve your mother's problem. Don't worry about it. I think you don't have to come back at this time. If he wants to cooperate with you, then go out and cooperate. It has nothing to do with us. I've thought about it. I want to revive the demon world, but the demon king has to act. He stays in the ice coffin all year round. What else can he do?"
The king of Cinnamomum camphora looked at the appearance of loving mother, loving son and filial piety in front of him. He only felt that the loving mother had lost more children. If it wasn't for the physical reason of folding hibiscus, he would not be lax in discipline. Moreover, the outside world basically didn't know that he had a son.
Because the king doesn't want to admit it!
After all, who wants to admit that he has a son who is neither human nor ghost?
"Let it go? You... I don't want to quarrel with you. I'll take the skin and change it for my mother first. I don't want it. Anyway, you don't like me. I'm like this. Don't worry. I didn't say you were my father. The man didn't know. He just thought I was your subordinate. After all, you are the king of camphor tree. The most subordinates are tree demons. Of course, there is no lack of bastards like me! "
"But don't forget, why am I like this!"
Mingqian was kneeling beside his mother with a respectful look, but he heard his father's words and dislike in his words, and even wanted his own life. Mingqian knew that his father had always been ashamed of him. He wanted his life many times when he was a child, and he didn't know what to think in the end. Maybe it was for that little blood relationship.
Mingqian turned his head and looked at the camphor king. At the end, he shouted hoarsely. He pulled down his face and revealed his original face. Strictly speaking, it was not like a face. There were only a pair of blood red eyes and no hair on a large sarcoma. Because of anger, Mingqian's limbs shook open, and there were camphor roots inside. The most magical thing is, There are roots of Hibiscus in his body.
This is what he was! Because of this, he was despised by his biological father and often went to catch good-looking people for the sake of the human skin, but it was not his own skin, and it would fall off in a period of time. In order to make the skin that was not his own skin last longer, he had to use mana to maintain it, but how could he have so much mana?
He can only kill people. Then he takes the skin and gives it to himself and his mother.
He was born across races. In addition, his parents' cultivation was not enough at that time. He didn't even have a human shape. He was born in response to thunder robbery, so he became such a ghost
Over the years, he really has low self-esteem and has achieved nothing. Therefore, when someone comes to him and wants to cooperate with him, he is really happy to give him a promise. Even if he doesn't give anything, he is willing to give it.
On the other side, the dungeon under the root of the camphor king.
Intricate, deep and dark, Chifeng was trapped in a pile of tree roots, all over his body, firmly trapping him underground.
Chifeng noticed that there was no one around him, but for the sake of safety, she planned to pretend to squint for a while, but this place was really not soundproof. Chifeng seemed to hear a "bastard"?
Then there was Mingqian's question, a woman's cry and a man's sigh