A roar of anger echoed, Chu Mo felt his hand lighten, Heaven Slaying had actually left his hand and appeared in another person's hand.
"Master?" Chu Mo looked clearly at the person and could not help but be shocked.
Finally, he understood. It turned out his master had brought him home.
Heaven Slaying in the Demon Lord's hand, struggled desperately, finally turned into a ray of light, and flew back into Chu Mo's jade.
"Eh? You little lad... indeed found a great opportunity on the prairie!" The Demon Lord looked surprised, studying Chu Mo with great interest, but did not pursue any inquiries.
Chu Mo couldn't help but cry, "Master, I'm sorry...I..."
"Ah, so you finally remembered to apologize to me?" The Demon Lord looked angry, and coldly said: "Crying like a little girl, do you want to be like those who commit suicide for love? Did I teach you the skills to let you commit suicide? How could I have such a disgraceful disciple?"
