Fantasy: I Traveled Through Time And Became The Butler Of A Domineering Genius

"Holy Master, he is in the Demon Palace, and I am in the Luotian Holy Land. I can't hit him with eight poles. How can I run into him and still have to hide!" Zhang Jingyu said nonchalantly.

Ziyun suddenly stopped and looked back at Zhang Jingyu.

"But he may not come to you!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Jingyu's back suddenly felt cold.

"It's not that serious...I didn't do anything."

Zhang Jingyu felt chills on her back when she thought about the pressure just now.

Is the owner of this magic palace so petty?

His daughter herself didn't even touch it!

"The sword master's name is Yang Yifeng..."

Listening to Ziyun's words, Zhang Jingyu suddenly stopped.

Yang?

He looked at Master Ziyun with wide eyes.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"As you think, the sword master's Yang and their Yang are the same Yang, and the sword master is the younger brother of the demon master who founded the Demon Palace!

According to human parlance, the sword master is the concubine of the Yang family, and the one who founded the Demon Palace is the legitimate son! "

After hearing this, Zhang Jingyu almost softened and fell from the air. Wasn't it such a coincidence?

This continent is so big, but it still behaves like there are relatives everywhere?

"But don't worry, I'm just talking about a possibility. This token is for you. It has my spiritual consciousness on it. As long as you pour your spiritual power into it, I will receive the news as soon as possible." Master Ziyun will order The card was thrown to Zhang Jingyu.

To be honest, he actually forgot about it.

Otherwise, Ziyun will definitely not bring Zhang Jingyu here. When the master of the Demon Palace said the name of Xiu Shenjian, Ziyun Zhenren remembered this.

Zhang Jingyu suddenly felt like an eggplant beaten by frost.

What a bloody relationship.

Normally, I should be careful. It is best not to leave the Immortal Realm if there is nothing wrong. No, I should not leave the Luotian Holy Land if nothing happens. The outside world is too dangerous.

…

Chaos Demonic Palace.

Above the main hall.

Yang Yao is now in the center of the hall, cursing Master Ziyun in her heart. She has returned to the Chaos Demonic Palace as soon as she closes her eyes and opens them again.

Moreover, his father has not said a word to him since he came back. Looking at this situation, the situation is more serious.

At the front of the hall, Yang Zhenxing sat on a chair made entirely of black gemstones, with a blank look on his face. His face was very young. If someone didn't know better, they might even think that Yang Yao was his sister, not his daughter!

"How much do you know about the boy following Ziyun?"

A sudden sound sounded.

Yang Yao looked up at her father.

She didn't expect that the first thing she said was to ask Zhang Jingyu.

"Didn't I tell you, we met in the Demonic City..."

"No! I'm talking about his strength."

Yang Zhenxing's fingers tapped the armrest rhythmically.

"Strength? Very strong. Anyway, I saw that he could beat the Holy Son of that Black Sword Holy Land to pieces."

"Oh? How does it compare with Su Yuan?"

"How would I know if I haven't been beaten?"

Yang Yao curled her lips and said calmly.

"I'm not talking about old man, what do you mean by asking these questions?" Yang Yao planned to ask questions one after another in confusion.

Whether Zhang Jingyu is great or not has nothing to do with them.

Yang Zhenxing raised his eyes and looked at Yang Yao, stood up and said slowly:

"I have reached the pinnacle of Daluo Jinxian, and I am one step away from entering the legendary realm of great master. I no longer have the intention to take care of the Chaos Demonic Palace.

That's why the heirs were selected. Su Yuan and Lin Tuo both represented a force in the Demon Palace.

If they take over, the Demon Palace will inevitably be in civil strife. Your identity is the most suitable, but your strength is too weak. "

Yang Zhenxing said something strange in Yang Yao's eyes.

"Old man, you don't want Zhang Jingyu to participate in the selection of the Demon Palace, right?"

Yang Yao doesn't like practicing, but that doesn't mean she is stupid.

Yang Zhenxing's words already speak volumes.

"Yes and no..."

Yang Yao rolled her eyes immediately.

"Old man, you are really overthinking this. Not to mention Zhang Jingyu's identity, those inside the Demon Palace will not agree to allow a person from the Immortal Realm to participate in the selection of the Demon Palace's successor."

This is simply a fantasy.

People from the Immortal Realm will be hunted to death if they enter the Demonic Realm, not to mention that Zhang Jingyu is the senior brother of Luotian Holy Land.

She even suspected that her old man had Alzheimer's disease.

"Others may not be able to do it, but Zhang Jingyu can certainly do it." Yang Zhenxing's lips showed a joking look.

"Why? Because he is handsome? Or because you are an old cow eating young grass?" Yang Yao said without politeness.

Yang Zhenxing suddenly looked stunned.

"Yang Yao, I am your father. If you continue to be so insignificant..."

"Hey, oh, oh, oh, hurry up, Yang Zhenxing, how old are you? Don't you know? You're still a little girl from someone else's family!"

"Presumptuous! Is this how you talk to your father?"

"Why don't you let me tell you because you are so disrespectful? You were not like this when my mother was here a few years ago."

Yang Zhenxing clenched his fists tightly, but finally let go helplessly.

It's also his problem that Yang Yao is so naughty.

Twenty years ago, Yang Zhenxing, who had never touched a leaf among thousands of flowers, was accidentally attracted to a woman and was immediately immersed in her.

The two were inseparable during that time, and finally gave birth to Yang Yao.

Yang Zhenxing originally thought that his beautiful life had begun, but Yang Yao's mother suddenly disappeared ten years ago. He searched the entire continent but could not find her.

I hunted geese all day long but got pecked in the eye by the geese.

Since then, Yang Zhenxing has been disheartened, and his body has been filled with butterflies and flutters...

Because of this, Yang Yao fell in love with Yang Zhenxing and started her escape career.

But only Zhang Jingyu succeeded that time...

"Let's not mention this matter. Anyway, I have what Zhang Jingyu needs here. Then I will naturally have a way to make him your protector and protect you as the master of the Demon Palace!

But during this time, please stay quietly in your palace for me. "

After saying that, Yang Zhenxing grabbed Yang Yao from the air and threw her back into the palace.

Then set up a formation to completely trap it!

"Oh! Ru'er, where are you! I miss you so much and want to practice the trumpet again..."

Yang Zhenxing's helpless voice echoed in the palace.

But soon, Yang Zhenxing's face became as calm as an abyss.

I saw more than a hundred people walking outside the hall, and every one of them was extremely powerful.

They are the terrifying tribes of the Demon Realm!

One of the most powerful forces under the Chaos Demon Palace.

"Meet the Palace Master!"

Everyone knelt down and put their heads on the ground, extremely respectful.

"What's wrong? Tell me!"

Yang Zhenxing sat on the main seat and said lightly.

"Palace Master, according to our calculations, the best time to choose the successor is two years later, when the right time, place and people will be available!"

The leader said solemnly.

"Yes! But on the one hand, the master of the Demon Palace is strong, and on the other hand, it also depends on his own ability. Let's do this. Each participant can choose a companion, and the age must not exceed five thousand years!"

Yang Zhenxing finished speaking.

No one has doubts, doubts, or confusion.

"Go down and make arrangements!"

Everyone in Yang Zhenxing's hands was sent outside the palace.