The internal organs burst all over the floor, and the guests who stood closer were sprayed with blood all over their faces.

Exclamations and screams resounded throughout the banquet hall, and even caused people passing by outside to crane their necks and look inside.

The worst was Wen Yumin, who was closest to Grandpa Chi.

The scarlet blood and the exploded flesh and blood almost smeared Wen Yumin from head to toe.

From a distance, it looked like a blood gourd.

Wen Yumin looked at the sticky thing near her feet, jumped three feet high in terror, yelled, and fell down.

Rong Huang covered his nose with disgust, and said in a dull voice, "Hey, she's such a dirty duck."

Everyone: "..."

"what--"

A scream almost pierced the gorgeous ceiling, causing the guests present to panic.

A woman in the corner of the old man was covered by a cloud of black mist that appeared out of nowhere. She only showed a frightened, tearful face.

"Jie Jie Jie, so many people, enough for this seat to have a full meal."

In the black fog, two red eyeball-like objects gleamed with scarlet light, and they looked very strange.

"Big demon! Everyone hurry back!"

Someone from the Demon Management Bureau recognized Heiwu's identity, and immediately took out the magic weapon he was wearing, and protected everyone behind him.

Five or six members of the Demon Management Bureau confronted Heiwu, and the scene fell into panic for a while.

Rong Huang leisurely leaned on Chi Temple to watch the play, raised his eyebrows and asked Chi Temple, "What wicked thing did your father do that he was possessed by the big demon?"

And it seems that I don’t know yet?

Chi Temple looked indifferent, looked at the black fog, and said for a moment, "Maybe it's because you have done too much bad things?"

Rong Huang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The black mist became more and more turbulent, swallowing the woman in the blink of an eye so that there was no dregs left.

Upon seeing this, the people in the demon management bureau looked a little solemn.

"Boy, I can remember you." The black mist floated into the air, against the ceiling, in a high-pitched voice.

Chisi knew it was talking to him.

As soon as he was about to sacrifice the magic weapon, he was pushed back by the little girl beside him, protecting him behind him.

"No wonder I think you are a bit familiar, you are the culprit who kept Chi Temple in a wheelchair for so many years, right?"

The petite girl straightened her back and stood in front of him, acting as a protector.

Chi Temple's Adam's apple has been rolling. For many years, since the death of his grandfather, no one has been behind him anymore.

Now, there is only one little girl standing in front of him.

Chi Temple's eyes were astringent, and he looked up at the black mist.

The culprit?

"Jie Jie, I didn't expect that you little demon had good eyes, and he broke the curse that has plagued the Chi Family for many years. Jie Jie, I really made this seat admirable."

Hei Wu's words caused everyone present to look at Rong Huang in surprise or horror.

Demon?

Is Chisi's fiancee a demon? !

It doesn't look like it.

"There is so much nonsense." Rong Huang snorted impatiently, his soft white face with anger.

After bullying Feng Bing, he even dared to be so arrogant.

Feng disease has been protecting her for thousands of years, and she should also protect Feng disease and find a place for him.

Rong Huang pushed down the shawl that was in the way fiercely, and with a movement of his wrist, a small gilt axe appeared in his hand.

"Let let." Rong Huang's expression was a little light, and the guests in front of him involuntarily stepped aside.

"This..." The people in the Demon Administration saw Rong Huang stepping forward so fearlessly of death, and immediately got a cold sweat, "This is a big demon, your cultivation level should not be enough... ..." Confront it.