Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

Chapter 4537 Servant

With a stumble, Ge Hui was knocked back several steps, and Yin Yi flew into Jiang Chen's arms in an instant.

When they looked at the scene again, it had disappeared.

“How confusing.” Yin Yi suddenly became anxious: “We paid such a huge price just to prevent her from being swallowed by the catastrophe of the sky, but she actually…”

"Wife." Jiang Chen suddenly interrupted Yin Yi and said in a deep voice: "A benevolent person cannot be blamed."

Yin Yi was startled, then turned around and stared at Jiang Chen in surprise.

"She is the ruler of Green Wuyu, and she has her own considerations." Jiang Chen said word by word: "And I don't believe that guy will find Green Wu."

After hearing this, Yin Yi sighed helplessly.

Ge Hui, who was standing next to him, rushed over and said, "Emperor Jiang, should we go meet up with my mother first?"

“I heard from my mother and ancestor Lu Wu that the two great masters, Ba Xuan and Xiong Kuo, do not have the foundation of an ancient saint. They are most likely to be swallowed by the catastrophe of the sky. I am afraid that at this time…”

Jiang Chen glanced at him, smiled slightly and said, "Not yet."

Ge Hui was startled: "Why?"

"Because Qiong Cang Hao Jie was injured by him." Yin Yi said word by word: "In the short term, he may not be able to devour Tai Heng Dao, so he can only find some small shrimps to heal his wounds."

Ge Hui's cheeks twitched and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Jiang Chen was very powerful, he knew that, even the nine avenues joining forces might not be his match, but the catastrophe in the sky was beyond his expectations.

Could it be that Emperor Jiang is the only one who can restrain the catastrophe in the sky from swallowing up all the calamities?

Turning around, Jiang Chen looked towards the large green space: "Okay, let's arrange for your fellow disciples first. I also want to talk to them."

Ge Hui sighed, then took Jiang Chen and Yin Yi away.

At the same time, at the edge of the Taiheng world, on the peaks of the endless barriers.

The nameless deity, covered in blood, sat cross-legged with his hands spread out, madly devouring the countless brilliant lights and some mysterious lights that were pouring in from all around.

After a short period of recuperation, his injuries had recovered a lot, but it was still not enough to devour the powerful Dao master immediately.

He suddenly raised his head, staring with bloodshot eyes and gritting his teeth ferociously.

"Damn you, you bastard. I will never be with you. I will tear you into pieces."

"Don't you care about that woman the most? I will cut her into pieces in front of you."

Just as he finished his words, a dazzling light flashed behind him, and an old man with sideburns suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Wuming's original brows furrowed, and he asked without turning his head, "What are you doing here?"

"Don't be reckless." The old man with sideburns said word by word, "Don't you know him best? Why don't you play tricks on him?"

"Now in the entire Taiheng world, except for him who can suppress your evil Xuan Devouring, no other strong man can be your opponent."

After hearing this, Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You mean, to catch me by surprise?"

"Why do you have to focus on the Great Dao?" The old man with sideburns turned to stand in front of the nameless master and said, "Don't forget that there are thirty-six great saints and eighteen great masters in the Taiheng world."

"Although their strength and brilliance are not as good as the Nine Great Daos, when streams converge, they still form a vast ocean."

"What's more, your Xiexuan Jue can refine Huaguang and turn it into your own Taixuan Light. Why do you have to fight hard?"

After hearing this, Wuming showed a meaningful expression.

"Let's cooperate." The old man with sideburns said word by word: "You devour these Great Luo Supreme Saints and Universal Supreme Lords, and I will take over the forces they left behind."

"By then, your strength will be enough to fight against that damn demon, and I will have complete control over the Tai Heng World. Then I can pull our forces in and form a comprehensive encirclement of them."

After hearing what the old man with sideburns said, Wuming looked at him deeply and revealed a strange smile.

"You don't trust me?" The old man with sideburns suddenly became anxious: "I, the Demon King, will share life and death with you. When... uh..."

Before he could finish his words, Wuming himself grabbed his throat with one hand.

Trembling all over, the Demon King asked hurriedly: "You, you don't want to cross the river and destroy the bridge, don't you? What's more, you haven't crossed the river yet."

"I know what you're thinking." Wuming's true self laughed grimly, "You want to use me as your thug to help you clear out everything that controls the Taiheng world, and then you can sit back and reap the benefits."

The Demon King's cheeks twitched, as if he was a child whose thoughts were seen through.

"With your few tricks, don't show off in front of me." Wuming snorted coldly and let go of the Demon Emperor, saying word by word: "It's not impossible for me to cooperate with you, but you can only be my slave forever."

When the Demon Emperor heard the word "slave", it was like a bolt from the blue.

He knew that this damned Wuming was cruel and ruthless and it was not easy for him to trust others, but he never expected that the other party had always had this idea.

But before he could open his mouth to refute, he saw Wuming himself clasping his head with a big hand again.

The next second, countless talismans with brilliant light gathered together and poured into the Demon King's brain one after another.

In an instant, the Demon Emperor seemed as if his soul was destroyed and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

As Wuming let go, he rolled over and over on the ground screaming, as if he could neither live nor die.

"This is what we call cooperation." Wuming said word by word, "You must remember, from now on, I know exactly what you think and do."

"Besides, no matter in front of others or behind others, you have to call me master when you see me."

The Demon King, who was rolling on the ground with his head covered, suddenly roared amidst his heart-wrenching screams.

"Why, why, why are you doing this to me?"

"It's very simple." Wuming's original body said bluntly: "In this world, I don't trust anyone except her. No matter how great the favor is, or how overwhelming the flattery is, it's just an exchange of interests."

The Demon King was now completely disheartened. Even though the talisman in his brain had completely merged into one and he was no longer suffering from the torture, he still curled up on the ground with his head in his hands.

He never imagined that the ruler of the ancient world, the once invincible and high-ranking Demon Emperor, would end up like this today.

Perhaps, it was a blessing in disguise that the damned nameless being did not eat him alive.

But from then on, the days of slavery and servanthood were more difficult to accept than killing him.

At this moment, Wuming himself slowly stood up and said, "Well, it's time for me to get down to business. Follow behind me, you know what to do."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared.

The Demon Emperor then slowly got up and hurriedly followed with a bitter look on his face.