Chapter 364: Waste Will Die

This sect master's message for the new year

Don't send it!

——Taken from the 6529th chapter of "My Diary" by Zhang Moshen, the Supreme Saint Demon of Heaven and Earth

The capital, Prince An's Mansion, side courtyard, small library

Young prince Tang Xiao has been a little panicked recently.

Ever since he heard that the Heavenly Demon Sect and Yuanmen had formed an alliance and came to the capital.

He has been panicked and afraid to go out.

There is no way, who made him a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect?

Of course, it was not voluntary.

But the last time he went to Qingjun, he participated in an auction, and then he was caught by the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Then, it was tortured.

Damn the perverted old Li of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he almost played him to death.

Now he still has the mark of the Heavenly Demon Sect engraved on his body.

Left foot "I love"!

Right foot "Heavenly Demon"!

When he thought of this, Tang Xiao hugged his head and curled up in the corner. The transformation of the Heavenly Demon Sect on him has already entered his bones.

He will never get rid of his fear of the Heavenly Demon Sect in this life.

"Master, Master, new news, new news!"

The captain of the guards of the palace, Lao Qian, ran over quickly.

Tang Xiao hurriedly asked: "What happened? Did Yuanmen win?"

Lao Qian said quickly: "Of course they won. Yuanmen invited a birdman from somewhere, and he is very powerful. He can grow big and small, and blew up the giant demon puppets of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Now he is catching the demon cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Sect everywhere. This time the Heavenly Demon Sect is completely finished! Tsk tsk, the saint is really cruel. She endured until now and calculated Zhang the Great Demon once."

Tang Xiao nodded repeatedly and said: "Is it finished? It's really finished!"

Tang Xiao touched his chest. If the Heavenly Demon Sect is finished, can his nightmare be relieved?

"Lao Qian, go and pull all the guards to the backyard to protect my mother and others!"

Tang Xiao said quickly.

Old Qian nodded and said, "Master, I have sent someone. Do you want to hide there now? It's not safe here. I'm afraid some demon cultivators will run in in a panic."

"Yeah, let's go!"

Tang Xiao was about to follow Old Qian to leave.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly crossed the high wall and ran straight towards Tang Xiao.

"Make a wish!"

Old Qian hurriedly protected Tang Xiao behind him, and then took out a big knife.

"Master, be careful!"

Dang!

Old Qian rushed forward with a knife and chopped the other person hard.

Only then did he see clearly that this was actually a pot as tall as a person!

"Make a wish! Make a wish! Make a wish!"

The giant pot attacked Old Qian crazily, and it was really a little fist hitting your chest!

As the captain of the palace guards, Old Qian was not a pushover, the knife flashed, and thirty-eight knives tore through the wind!

Hard-to-hard, knife-to-fist!

After a few breaths, the pot was covered with cracks.

Finally, with a backhanded slash, Lao Qian cut off the pot's hands, and then kicked it down.

Crack!

The pot shattered and scattered all over the ground.

Tang Xiao saw that Lao Qian finally won, and then stepped forward and said: "Are you okay, Lao Qian!"

Lao Qian's knife was stuck in the ground, and he knelt on one knee and said: "It's okay, young master, I'm fine, I'm famous for my golden knife!"

Tang Xiao looked at the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and said: "Are you sure you're okay? Oops, your nose is bleeding. Lao Qian, Lao Qian!"

Before he finished speaking, Lao Qian fell to the ground and fainted.

Tang Xiao was about to call for help, but at this moment.

He saw a charred figure crawling out of the broken pot.

"You are..."

Tang Xiao looked at this "black charcoal" and suddenly recognized it.

"Zhang Da Mo... not, Zhang Zongzhu!"

Hearing someone calling him Zongzhu, Zhang Mo also raised his head slightly, but unfortunately his eyes were blurry and he really couldn't see clearly.

With a bang, Zhang Mo also fell to the ground.

Tang Xiao looked at the legendary Zhang Da Mo falling in front of him without any defense. Was this a chance for him to become famous?

Suddenly, Tang Xiao hugged his head again.

Lao Li's wretched face appeared in his mind again.

"From now on, you are a member of our Tianmo Sect. You will be for the rest of your life, and you can't get rid of it!"

Tang Xiao's face was pale, and he also sat on the ground.

Trembling all over, Tang Xiao crawled to Zhang Mo's side.

Looking at Zhang Mo's dying appearance, he seemed to only need to pick up a piece of pot debris and smash it on Zhang Mo's head...

"No, no, I can't do it!"

Tang Xiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Lao Li's face popped up in his mind again.

Those who betrayed Tianmo Sect, die!

Tang Xiao covered his head in pain, then quickly carried Zhang Mo, ran into the library, and stuffed him into the dark room.

He started to mutter like a lunatic: "I didn't betray the Heavenly Demon Sect, I won't betray the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Just about to go out to carry Lao Qian back. Suddenly, Tang Xiao saw several righteous warriors jumping in.

Their clothes and appearance clearly showed that they were cultivators of the Righteous Alliance. Tang Xiao quickly hid and watched these people quickly run to the pot.

"Empty!"

"Another fake puppet!"

"It seems that they fought with this guard. Wait, there seems to be some traces here..."

"Don't look, don't look, let's go quickly. This is Prince An's Mansion. If someone sees us here, we will be in trouble!"

"What are you afraid of? Is the prince very cool?"

"Hehe, to the Saint, the prince is nothing. But to us, they can spend some money and find a reason to get us out of the capital. Let's go!"

The few people did not dare to delay any longer, and climbed up the wall and left quickly.

Tang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, finally not exposed.

But what to do next?

Tang Xiao was a little confused with a mess in his mind.

...

Qiankun Square.

The Lord of the Palace has landed. It's very tiring to fly in the air for a long time, okay?

At this time, the capital was frantically arresting the demon cultivators of the Demon Sect, and there were sounds of fighting everywhere.

"Lord of the Palace!"

The Saint bowed slightly. The chief deacon next to her knelt down and said, "Please forgive Lord of the Palace. The arrow just shot was the dragon-slaying arrow of the Yuan Sect. I don't know why we shot at Lord of the Palace!"

Hearing the voice, Lord of the Palace turned his head and looked at the chief deacon.

There was no anger on her face. She slowly turned her head to look at the chief deacon and said, "Really? So it was you who arranged it!"

The chief deacon apologized repeatedly, and the saint girl didn't know whether Lord Jingu could forgive him.

The next moment, Lord Jingu gently pressed the chief deacon's head and said, "It was an unintentional mistake. The gods will forgive you."

The chief deacon hurriedly said, "Thank you, Lord Jingu!"

Lord Jingu showed a kind smile on his face, and then suddenly exerted force with his palm.

"Yang Yan!"

In an instant, the chief deacon turned into a ball of fire. After struggling for a few times, he fell to the ground with a charred black.

The Saint opened her mouth wide, and the Lord of the Palace said calmly: "But the gods will not forgive you for being useless."

Turning his head, the Lord of the Palace looked at the Saint again and whispered: "Why don't you continue to arrest people?"

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