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- ¡°Daddy, I can¡¯t open it!¡±
Haier said to Mo Fan, and then handed the scroll to Mo Fan.
"let me see!"
Mo Fan said, pulling up his sleeves. He thought the scroll would be difficult to open, but the next moment, he opened it easily!
Seeing this scene, Haier's eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as stars.
As expected of being a father!
This strength is terrifying!
Not far away, Skeleton King¡¯s eyes widened when he saw this scene.
Only the Blood Sea Empress can open this scroll, and only the Blood Sea Immortal Emperor can open it with a drop of blood essence in his body!
Because it was given to her by the Blood Sea Empress¡¯ father!
The father of the Blood Sea Empress is a famous super being in the entire chaotic world.
He set up ninety-nine and eighty-one layers of formations on this scroll, and the purpose was to prevent other monks from opening it, but now, the person in front of him actually opened it so easily?
What does this mean?
This shows that the mana in front of me is definitely not inferior to the father of the Blood Sea Immortal Emperor!
The third generation Demon Emperor and other monks have long been used to seeing this scene in front of them.
How could the senior¡¯s strength be understood by this little skeleton?
"opened!"
Mo Fan said to Xiao Hai, and then handed the scroll to Xiao Hai. After all, this scroll belonged to Xiao Hai.
Xiaohai looked at the scroll and found that it was a painting.
There are mountains in the picture, and there are small villages in the mountains.
at this time.
A bright light suddenly bloomed in the picture.
Immediately afterwards, a figure burst out from it.
???Looking carefully, this is an old man with gray hair.
The old man raised his head and looked at Xiao Hai, his expression became extremely excited at this moment: "Young Master, I am your butler."
When Xiaohai heard this, he was slightly startled and looked up and down at the old man in front of him.
Mo Fan also looked at the old man in front of him curiously.
"Youare you a painting slave?" At this moment, the graceful White Fairy next to her thought of something, her eyes widened, and she looked at the old man in front of her in shock.
Mo Fan also looked at the old man. The clothes the old man was wearing were very strange.
There is a landscape painting painted on this robe.
It seems that this old man is extremely extraordinary.
¡°Back then, I was a slave under the Great Immortal Emperor of Blood Sea!¡± Fairy Bai knew that her junior brother didn¡¯t know much about this, so she explained patiently.
The Great Immortal Emperor of Blood Sea is also Xiao Hai¡¯s father.
"Young Master, where have you been during this time?"
At this moment, the old man directly ignored Mo Fan and others. In his opinion, these people were not qualified to communicate with him.
"I've had a hard time waiting for you!"
The painting slave looked at Xiaohai and said, "By the way, why did you become like this?"
"I don't quite understand what you said!" Xiaohai looked at the old man and said.
"My lord, have you forgotten?"
The painting slave was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Xiaohai and said slowly to the latter: "Back then, our Blood Sea Clan was hunted down by the Demonic Evil Clan!"
"Little Master, your father"
The painting slave was about to say something.
At this moment, Xiao Hai covered his head and showed an extremely painful expression.
"Xiaohai, are you okay?" Mo Fan looked at Xiaohai who looked in pain and asked.
"Stop talking, stop talking, I have a headache!" Xiao Hai looked at Hua Nu and said.
However, the painting slave continued.
"do not talk!"
Mo Fan frowned deeply, and when he saw that the painting slave wanted to continue talking, he snorted coldly.
As his cold snort fell, the painting slave's expression suddenly changed, and he felt that an extra picture appeared in his mind.
In the picture, thunder is roaring.
His body trembled suddenly.
"Wow!"
A mysterious force made his figure keep retreating, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, his face looked extremely pale, like a piece of white paper.
He looked at Mo Fan in front of him with a horrified expression, and said in a sharp voice, "Who are you?"
At this moment, Xiaohai hugged Mo Fan's waist and said aggrievedly: "Dad, my head hurts!"
"Don't be afraid, Xiao Hai!" Mo Fan said, gently patting Xiao Hai's shoulder.
Behind her, the Sword Spirit Ancestor carrying the Xuanyuan Sword saw this scene and couldn't help but look at Xiaohai with envy. At this moment, she actually had a wonderful idea, how wonderful it would be if she turned into a little girl!
"Dad?" When Hua Nu heard this, he was stunned. He looked at Mo Fan with a strange expression and was about to get angry, but at this moment, the Skeleton King behind him took him by the hand.
The painting slave was forcibly pulled over by the skeleton.
The two of them were walking under the black mountains, communicating.
"Skeleton King, what's going on?"
"How come this Sea Fairy Queen recognizes this man as her father?"
The painting slave asked directly.
"This is the immortal fate of the Sea Fairy Empress!"
The Skeleton King looked at the painting slave, thought for a while, and said.
Hearing this, the corners of Hua Nu¡¯s eyes couldn¡¯t help but twitch at this moment.
Immortal fate?
Are you kidding me?
"You can't act nonsense. Didn't you realize that this person's strength is extremely extraordinary?"
The Skeleton King looked at the painting slave and said.
"Skeleton King, I found that you have changed!" The painting slave looked at the Skeleton King and said: "You and I were once one of the subordinates of the Blood Sea Immortal Emperor! You and I once swore an oath to the Blood Sea Immortal Emperor, but you have forgotten ?"
"You said you would never betray the Blood Sea Clan! But what about now?"
"you¡¡"
The painting slave looked at the Skeleton King and continued.
"then you go!"
"Don't blame me for dying!" The Skeleton King said lightly.
"Hmph! Am I someone who is afraid of death?"
When the painting slave heard this, he snorted coldly and said.
The next moment, he flipped his right hand, and there was an extra paintbrush in his hand. Then, he drew a bird in the void.
Immediately afterwards, the bird actually flew up, as if it were real.
At this moment, the bird flapped its wings and made a neighing sound.
"Bah!"
The sharp sound echoed throughout the world, endlessly.
The huge bird carried a terrifying momentum and rushed towards Mo Fan in front.
"Dad, be careful!"
Xiao Hai raised her head, saw this scene, and said anxiously. The next moment, she took a step forward, made a fist with her right hand, and punched out extremely quickly.
Boom!
Immediately, as her punch fell, the flying bird in front was blown away without a trace.
"Little Master, don't come here blindly!" Not far away, seeing this scene, the painting slave said quite speechlessly.
"You are seeking death!" The Skeleton King looked at the painting slave speechlessly. In its view, the painting slave was completely seeking death!
"You are seeking death, you traitor!" The painting slave snorted coldly and looked at the Skeleton King beside him.
"" The corners of Skeleton King's eyes kept twitching at this moment, and he sighed in his heart, feeling extremely speechless.
At this time, the painting slave looked at Mo Fan in front of him indifferently, and secretly took action again.
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