Chapter 5131 The Little Wolfdog Raised by Master Turned Black 159

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Di Yuhao glanced at the Demon Queen and finally nodded subtly.

His only support now is this last bit of hope.

The Immortal Clan is now basically destroyed, and the entire Three Realms are basically in chaos.

But even the Demon King didn't care, so he didn't care even more.

Di Yuhao's hands hanging in his sleeves clenched tightly into fists until his nails dug deeply into his flesh, suppressing the self-destructive emotions rising in his heart.

"Demon King and Queen, I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going to take a stroll elsewhere." His cold tone was filled with loneliness and alienation.

The Demon Queen knew that he was in a bad mood, and also knew that this kind of thing would be useful without enlightening him. Talking too much would only rub salt into the other person's wounds, so she let him leave.

As for the Demon King's departure, he naturally raised four paws in approval.

After a good Hua Dan Festival, he just wanted to show off his love to his wife and show off his love. He didn't want to worry about Di Yuhao, a bitter and resentful kid.

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In the crowded night market of Magic City, Di Yuhao quietly shuttled among the crowd.

Although he rarely appears in front of ordinary people of the Demon Clan, and not many people of the Demon Clan can recognize him, the pressure on his body is not concealed, but it can also make people guess his extraordinary identity.

Therefore, even if those demon women were ready to make a move, they would not dare to step forward easily. They could only stand on the side eagerly, secretly ogling him.

It's just that Di Yuhaolang has a heart as strong as iron. Let alone respond, he didn't even receive those affectionate messages.

He found a small roadside stall and sat down, ordered a bowl of vegetarian noodles for himself, put the braised meat in a small bowl separately, and ate it slowly.

Those demons who were still in awe of him suddenly became relaxed.

Although the demons are not like the immortals, who basically do not eat for the sake of deliberate cultivation, the higher the cultivation level, the less need to eat, and they may even feel that these grains are deposited in the body, which will have an impact on their cultivation.

And the fact that he is so unscrupulous shows that he just has a cold aura and is not actually that scary.

Everyone in the stall breathed a sigh of relief and continued to make fun of themselves.

And half of the witches who had secretly flirted with Di Yuhao just now chose to give up on this goal.

Demons have always respected the strong, and most witches prefer demons with strong cultivation. Of course, some of them prefer their looks.

Di Yuhao, who has entered his twenties and thirteen years, has long lost the immaturity of his youth and now looks more calm.

His fair face looked dignified and dignified, but his sword-shaped brows and starry eyes were filled with a sinister aura, and his gaze was even more profound and fierce.

Fortunately, he was in the Demon Clan's royal city. Otherwise, he would have been beaten up by the same arrogant Demon Clan people if he looked so arrogant.

Now those people could only give him a few blank looks. Di Yuhao was not in the mood to pay attention to them. All his thoughts were focused on the bowl of noodles in front of him.

The way he eats it is also based on Luo Liyan's preference.

Luo Liyan likes to eat everything plain. She doesn't like to put vegetables on top of her rice, and she doesn't like to let the chicken noodle soup be tainted with other meat flavors.

Although Di Yuhao doesn't like eating, this is the only way he can remember Luo Liyan now.

The noise nearby gradually quieted down in his ears, and the whole world became silent.