The Steward Demonic Emperor

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the Demon King Butler!Without knowing what he was thinking, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but smile, and handed the bottle of nectar to Yan Song, raising his eyebrows and said: "Old Yan, are you interested in making a hand to challenge the difficulty of the ten-grade pill?"

"Steward Zhuo, you let me practice?" Yan Song couldn't help licking some dry lips. Yan Song was at a loss. He wanted to make a move and was a little worried. "If the practice is broken, wouldn't it be a waste of this rare elixir? Is it!"

"What are you afraid of, what we have is that the elixir is not afraid of depletion!"

With an indifferent wave of his hand, Zhuo Fan laughed very freely, then took out a piece of tissue paper and handed it over, smiling: "This is the Heavenly Pill, if you can make it, not only will Lao Li be rescued," In the future, Luo Jiaerlang will also benefit a lot!"

Hearing this, Yan Song chuckled, and unceremoniously took over all the elixir and pill, and praised: "It is really a blessing for our alchemist to have a local tyrant like Zhuo steward as a backer! Don't worry, The old man must earnestly refining, and will never disappoint the cultivation of Butler Zhuo!"

Yan Song's eyes were firm, and Zhuo Fan nodded slightly when he saw it.

After that, Zhuo Fan contemplated the day of the final battle, and by the way refined the bodies of those newly acquired strong men into battle puppets.In this way, seven days passed in an instant.

Just when Zhuo Fan wanted to check the progress of Yan Song's refining the Tongtian Pill, Yan Song had already found the door with a big smile and exclaimed, "Steward Zhuo, Steward Zhuo, I succeeded, succeeded. ..."

His eyes lit up, and Zhuo Fan seemed to be a little surprised.

After all, Yan Song has just entered the ranks of the 9th-rank alchemy master, and now he has completed the tenth-rank alchemy so easily?Originally, he was still thinking about this first bottle of Tianyu Dew, but he asked him to practice his hands, and then he could only make progress when he reached the tenth bottle. He didn't expect...

As soon as he thought of this, Zhuo Fan's eyes became more appreciative.

This Yan Song really deserves to be the king of poisonous hand medicine, and his pill refining talent is different from ordinary people.If he had met him earlier and trained with the Demon Emperor, his current achievements are definitely not only the Ninth Rank Alchemist!

Yan Song hadn't thought about so much, but he was crazy, ran to him with joy, handed a porcelain bottle in his hand, and grinned: "Steward Zhuo, look at the quality of my ten-pin pill. Although a bottle of jade dew, the old man only made this one!"

"One is already very good!" Nodding slightly, Zhuo Fan showed a cheerful expression and opened the cork.

Suddenly, an energetic pill gas suddenly rushed out, making people feel energetic when they heard it, and the blood flow was immediately smooth.

The look in Zhuo Fan's eyes was even more different, and he didn't expect that this tenth-grade pill had actually reached the top-grade rank.You know, this is the first time this old man has made ten-grade pill. It is a miracle to have such an achievement.

So apart from anything else, Zhuo Fan immediately stuffed the pill into his mouth, sat down on the spot, and began to refine the medicine.

Three hours later, after hearing a buzzing buzzing sound, Zhuo Fan's aura suddenly surged. He was promoted to the first level and became a master at the sixth stage of the Profound Sky.

Slowly opened his eyes, Zhuo Fan felt the muscles and veins all over his body were smooth, it seemed to be much broader and tougher than before, and he was overjoyed and said: "Hahaha...well, old Yan, your Tongtian Dan is of comparable quality. Not bad, I didn't expect the efficacy of the medicine to be so good. Old Yan, you are really a genius in the alchemy world!"

A flush across his cheeks, Yan Song scratched his head embarrassedly with an old face full of joy.

"Here, I'll give you all of this. Practice your hands as soon as possible. Let Old Li regain his strength as soon as possible!" Zhuo Fan stood up and immediately took out ten more bottles of Tian Yulu and handed it over.

Yan Song was shocked when he saw it, and he hurriedly connected with joy and couldn't help himself. The corners of his mouth almost reached the back of his head with a grin: "Hehehe...Like we are alchemists, there can be a rich man like you behind him. What a great happiness!"

"Old Yan, it's not that Zhuo Fan is boasting, and now I don't lack any rare medicinal materials. As long as you keep practicing alchemy, I won't be afraid to splurge!"

With a cold body shaking, Yan Song gave Zhuo Fan a deep look, and then nodded heavily, his eyes full of excitement.

As an alchemist, it is the lifelong wish of every alchemist to continuously challenge himself, advance to a higher level, and refine a higher-rank pill.

However, the reality is cruel.Let’s not talk about your own alchemy level and how well your cultivation is progressing. It’s not that easy to get just a high-rank heaven and earth treasure.

Even if it takes decades to find a heaven and earth elixir, once it is destroyed in alchemy, it will be destroyed by years of hard work.

Like Zhuo Fan, now, arbitrarily squandering those treasures of heaven and earth that people have never heard of to his alchemists is a prodigal behavior that has never been done since ancient times.

After all, the resources in Zhuo Fan's hands are the head of the five ancient sacred beasts, the great wealth that Qingtian Kunpeng has collected since the ancient times.Although it may be only a small fraction of it, it is enough to be rich enough to rival the entire continent.

It can be said that there is probably no sect or power in this continent that can be more abundant than Zhuo Fan's family!

Yan Song followed Zhuo Fan with tears in his eyes. Xindao chose this path at the beginning, and he really chose the right way.This Zhuo Fan is really a damn reliable master!

Zhuo Fan's local tyrant-style burning money, if other alchemists know about it, it must be swarmed and hug his thighs!

Such a nouveau riche, but everyone dreams of making friends.

Local tyrants, let's be friends...

"Brother Zhuo, it's okay, something happened to the foster father!" At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded, Zhuo Fan and the two turned to look, but they saw Luo Yunhai running towards them in a panic.

Yan Song saw it, and hurriedly bowed, "Young Master!"

Zhuo Fan's face was flat, as if he had expected it, and he said lightly: "Dugu Zhantian is a foolish and pedantic man. This catastrophe is also the report, there is nothing fuss about!"

"Why... Brother Zhuo, you've already expected it?" Luo Yunhai stared at Zhuo Fan blankly and muttered.

Nodding slightly, Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed a wise light: “Of course, otherwise, after we defeated the emperor’s gate that day, we found that the lonely army is around, why would I ignore it? Could I really be so arrogant? Hehe...because I know that there are people who want to die alone than us!"

"Queen Rong!" His brows trembled, and the emerald jade slip in Luo Yunhai's hand trembled.

Glancing at him, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but chuckle: "So that's it, the old man sent a letter for help, and the army of Inu Rong surrounded him. In this way, everything is normal!"

"Brother Zhuo, no matter what, now the foster fathers are in trouble. They are besieged in the solitary valley by the army of dogs, and they have no water and food. You can find a way to save them!"

Luo Yunhai looked anxious, but Zhuo Fan smiled noncommittally: "Save? Save what? They wanted to wipe us out before, so now they send a letter to let us save. Why?"

Luo Yunhai's breath stagnated and fell silent.

Yan Song on the side also smiled dumbly, and persuaded: "Young Master, the former is the lonely warrior who is unfeeling and unrighteous, and wants to be our enemy. Now that we are in trouble, he actually asked us, the traitor he wanted to annihilate. Isn't it a big joke, hahaha..."

Luo Yunhai bit his lip, did not speak, for a long time, before murmured, and lamented: "No matter what he treats me, he is also my adoptive father. Even if he wants to send troops to attack me, he will act according to orders and has nothing to do with him. How can a foster father be loyal and filial throughout his life, but how can he violate the king’s order? I believe that when he sent troops, he didn’t want to meet with us in his heart..."

"so what?"

However, before Luo Yunhai could finish speaking, Zhuo Fan coldly interrupted: "If he really wants to destroy us and send troops to crusade, I will respect him three points. He obviously refuses to do it in his heart, but he has to act against it. Undefeated. God of War? Humph, what a ridiculous title. How can someone who can't obey his own heart be undefeated? He has already been defeated by the king and his loyalty. He is the biggest loser in the world. Don't ask right or wrong, no To ask where the heart is, but to ask only those who are loyal to the emperor is the most foolish in the world, and there is more than guilty death!"

"Well, steward Zhuo makes sense!"

Yan Song clapped his hands and cheered, and continued to persuade Luo Yunhai: "Young Master, the old man had already broken the relationship between father and son with you, but now he still wants to crusade his righteous son for the sake of the emperor. So ruthless and ruthless. Righteous old man, what are you doing to him?"

Luo Yunhai remained silent, his expression was painful, and he murmured for a long time, but he stopped begging for mercy, but remembered the past: "Brother Zhuo, I wonder if you still remember, the Luo family was in trouble. , You can obviously leave and venture into the world alone. But you have to take our siblings and Pang command three oil bottles to fight against powerful enemies all the way, fight to this day, and escape several times. Why?"

"Can't put it down!" His brows trembled slightly, and Zhuo Fan spit out these three words coldly.

"Why can't you let it go?" Luo Yunhai continued to ask.

After thinking a little bit, Zhuo Fan said faintly: "Do not let go of what you want in your heart!"

"So... me too!" Luo Yunhai pointed to his heart, with a sincere expression: "If this time the foster father has an accident, I will not be able to rescue with all my strength. From now on, there will be great regrets in my heart. Brother Zhuo, You just said that you want to do what you want. This is what I want, not at the mercy of father and son. I hope you can help me get it done!"

Looking at him deeply, Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.Luo Yunhai also stared at his eyes closely, full of sincerity.

After a long time, Zhuo Fan said: "Old Yan, go and call the little third son, we and Yunhai will go to Guhong Valley!"

As soon as this remark came out, Luo Yunhai's pupils lit up and he smiled.

Yan Song was taken aback, and murmured: "Steward Zhuo, you really want to save that old guy! If he is rescued, the emperor asks him to beat us again, wouldn't we be more troublesome?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm not going to save the lonely old man, but just executing the Patriarch's orders. This is the Patriarch's heart. As a housekeeper, I will definitely help him to do it!" A frightening light flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan's domineering whole body was exposed.

When Luo Yunhai saw it, he felt very excited and repeatedly thanked him.Yan Song shook his head with a laugh, and went to find Gu Santong to send a message...