The Steward Demonic Emperor - Chapter 4
Chapter 4: Heart Demon
Suddenly horrified, Zhuo Fan clutched his chest tightly, and fell to the ground with pain, murmured: “What’s the matter, did my cultivation deviate?”
Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan began to panic. If the devil’s tactics go out of the way from the beginning, and the foundation is not stable, it’s not just a matter of giving up. I am afraid that I can no longer practice in this life, and I will completely become a waste person.
However, the heartache seemed to be fleeting and disappeared immediately.
Zhuo Fan stood up, took a breath, frowned deeply, and touched his chest, puzzled.
However, when he took another step, his heart burst out again!
“No, it’s not about getting into trouble, it’s … heart demon!”
This time, Zhuo Fan thought of the reason, so he immediately sank his mind and looked at the source of the heart demon. For cultivators, if you ignore it, he wasn’t far from deviating and becoming a demon.
It’s just that in a few moments, Zhuo Fan has found the reason, but this reason makes him feel a little awkward.
It turned out that before being defeated by the Demon Emperor, this Zhuo Fan was a loyal servant, and the lady of the house owner was very good to him, so he swore to loyal to the Luo family all his life. Before he died, the obsession in his heart was the regret of not being able to protect the Luo family.
At this moment, the Demon Emperor’s resentment was united with his obsession, and the Demon Emperor captured his soul and body to be reborn again, and his obsession was equivalent to the contract with the Demon Emperor, becoming the Demon Emperor Bondage.
That is to say, the Devil Emperor was born because of him, and he had to replace him to protect Luo Family, otherwise he would be in trouble.
“Damn, this punk is the worst. He wants me to be a servant?” Zhuo Fan wanted to cry without tears, and his mouth was bitter.
How can he be dragged down by a small family when he thinks that his magnificent emperor Zhuo Yifan, the head of the Eight Emperors in the Sacred Land?
However, this demon can not let go.
When thinking of this, Zhuo Fan had no choice but to touch his forehead: “It would be better if a punk like you wished for vengeance instead. This way, it would’ve taken me a few years to kill him. Yet… you went and ruined my life.”
“Someone, come out!”
Suddenly, an old loud sounded, and Zhuo Fan suddenly felt a strong murderous intention shoot at him.
Shaking his head helplessly, Zhuo Fan sighed and headed out.
Now that it has been found, it is only possible to meet the traitor Sun butler …
Zuo Fan strode forward in front of everyone with a glance at the grass.
When Sun Butler saw him, he could not help laughing, and his eyes showed contempt: “Well, who should I be, it turned out to be you little rabbit.”
After he finished talking, Sun butler looked at Luo Yunshang again, because he didn’t even take him seriously.
“Miss, the old slave advises you to hand over the practice of Returning Dragon Palm as soon as possible, so that no one will be killed or injured for you. I think such a scenario, you don’t want to see it.”
“Fart, geezer Sun, you traitor. As long as we are here, you won’t be able to harm single hair on young lady and the young master.” The guards of the Luo family stepped forward and shouted.
Luo Yunshang also stared at him with a frown, and the pretty face was full of unyielding colors: “Sun Steward, Returning Dragon Palm is a spirit-level martial art passed down from generation to generation of our Luo family. We will not give it to you even if we die.”
After listening to their words, Zhuo Fan groaned contemptuously.
Why did he attack the Luo family, it turned out to be just a spirit-level martial art.
On the Emperor Martial Continent, all exercises and martial arts skills are divided into five levels of Spirit, Profound, Earth, and Heaven, and each level is divided into elementary, intermediate, and advanced. In the Sacred domain, spirit rank martial arts were at every corner, and in the eyes of his demon emperor, they are even rubbish. He has thousands of pieces in his hand.
It is really not worth it to lose your life for this kind of thing.
Zhuo Fan sighed helplessly and shouted lazily: “Miss, this is a spirit-level martial art. What’s the big deal, give them, I’ll pay you another one later.”
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, and then all looked at him with a look like a lunatic.
“Zhuo Fan, you have such a big tone, you just have to pay for a spirit-level martial art at any time? Why, just because you have been a slave for fifteen years at the Luo family?
Sun Steward laughed in the sky, his eyes full of ridicule. The rest of the thieves also laughed, and the ridicule in their eyes was unabashed.
The guards looked at Zhuo Fan, but they looked puzzled. Especially those friends who are familiar with Zhuo Fan on weekdays are even more strange.
This kid is quite honest, how come he is talking nonsense at this moment, is he scared by these bandits?
Well, it must be!
So, all the guards looked at him with sympathy.
Fully understand what they were thinking, Zhuo Fan shrugged indifferently. At this moment, I am afraid that he said that he not only had the spirit-level martial arts, but also the life-time learning of the ancient Devil Emperor, the Nine Nether Secrets, they would not believe it.
“Zhuo Fan, stop talking nonsense, and don’t hurry to come and look after the young master?”
Suddenly, a whisper sounded. Zhuo Fan turned his head and saw Luo Yunshang looked at himself with a furious face. However, in the depths of her eyes, Zhuo Fan could see a trace of pity.