After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Blaspheme the Demon Lord!

This time, God knows how much he wanted to smash the mirror in front of him!
"You mean that what you see in the mirror is real?"

He asked the young monk kneeling in front of him in a deep voice, obviously asking calmly, but it made people want to tremble uncontrollably.

Of course the young monk was afraid.

The magic cultivator in front of him has already killed all the teachers in Yimeng College.Including the dean of the college, including Master Hongyun, who was empowered by the Martial Saint!

His boss also died at the hands of this man.

This person's hands are bloody, and no one is afraid of the entire world of martial arts.

"Yes, everything I said is true."

The young monk knelt on the ground and replied, "This mirror can only see the person you want to see the most. This person must be alive. If you want to get this person, you can never infer him from the surrounding environment. s position."

The original Shang Yanting took out a painting at this time.

Black and white, two faint ink paintings.The drawing is very perfunctory and sloppy, but the appearance of a little raccoon is vivid on the paper.Similar in shape, more similar in spirit.

He looked at the young martial artist, "Have you seen this monster before?"

"This……"

The young monk hadn't seen it, but he didn't dare to say that he hadn't.

"My lord, there are a lot of monsters in Yundinglou. You may have seen some little monsters, but I forgot about them. We have a book that records monsters, so you can compare them carefully."

The young monk lowered his head and said respectfully, he only hoped that if he cooperated so much, the other party could spare his life.

At this moment, the word "um" fluttered above his head, and the black boots in front of him were slowly removed.

The monster is gone.

The young monk waited for everyone to leave before collapsing to the ground.Seeing the devil, the death of the boss, and the death of Grand Master Hong Yun came to mind.

It really... scared him to death.

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Hsien Loong Peak

The nineteenth brother refined the Taiyi pill in the early Yuan Dynasty, and they got the wood-type spirit treasure.

Although Shang Yanting is still awake, everything is moving in a good direction. Jia Xitong is in a good mood. For this reason, the whole mountain echoes her ugly "la la la la..."

She never imagined that in the original world, she had already become a wanted criminal.

The ink painting of the little raccoon was posted in various prisons and towns. As long as you can find this monster, you will be rewarded by your lord.

It's a pity that no one has earned this reward.

In the dark palace, there are dark green and cold fires all around.The only seat in the hall is made of skeletons.Jia Xitong would never have imagined that Wanzhi's skeleton had been refined into a devil's seat, and the cold skull was crawling under his feet.

Shang Yanting stared at the mind-seeking mirror not far away from above, and the general demon cultivator below did not dare to make a sound.

Until a demon came with a young woman wearing a veil.

"Your honor."

Only then did Shang Yanting in the original novel look away from the broom-like monster in the mirror.

"This subordinate has found a gift for you."

The visitor bowed his head and said.

The language is cautious, but with some excitement.After getting permission, he gestured to the veiled woman next to him to speak.

The woman was a little timid.

She knelt down timidly, "Hu Xiuer, a daughter of the people, pay homage to Your Majesty."

Moxiu glanced at Shang Yanting, and seeing that he didn't stop him, he continued to instruct Hu Xiuer, "Take off the veil."

The woman did everything Moxiu said.

The moment the woman lifted the veil, Shang Yanting's eyes paused for a moment on her.

picture!
Her face is so similar.

Seeing the reaction of His Majesty, the demon cultivators below were secretly delighted.There are countless paintings on the Zun, and most of them can be painted with charm with just a few strokes.Only when painting a woman, it is meticulously crafted and lifelike.

He had been lucky enough to have seen two portraits of this woman, and guessed in his heart that the position of this woman in the heart of the Lord must be very different from that of ordinary people.

If you can't find the deity, find a substitute.

He met this Hu Xiuer by chance on the road, just by looking at her casually, he felt that she was [-]% similar to the woman in the painting.I think he used to be a great demon cultivator, and the demon cultivators under his hands also had some methods.

This person's foundation is here, and someone who is good at changing appearances will make some minor changes on her face, and then apply makeup. The original sextant image can also become very similar.

He was a little proud of his behavior, but suddenly found that His Majesty was expressionless at the moment, and his heart was a little uneasy.

"come here."

Hearing the voice from above, Moxiu was affirmed in his heart again, "My lord told you to go up, so hurry up."

The woman stepped forward cautiously, "My lord."

She was a little nervous, but remembering Moxiu's teaching to herself before, she sat obediently next to Shang Yanting's lap in the original book, and gently pressed her face against his lap.

Confused and shy, timid and pitiful.

With this appearance, can that man resist?
really,

In the original work, Shang Yanting moved.

His slender fingertips lightly touched her forehead, caressing like a feather, the rough touch of the thin calluses on his fingertips made her face slightly red.

Hu Xiu'er secretly raised her head and glanced at the demon lord whom everyone feared. His straight nose bridge and handsome facial features were the most beautiful person she had ever seen, making her heart beat faster.

Such a handsome devil lord made her wonder whether it was a misinformation that the world said that the devil lord was cruel.

Next second

Her neck was strangled.

Hu Xiu'er's eyes widened, and she only heard the sound of a broken bone, and she passed away from this world forever.The corpse, which gradually lost its temperature, was thrown on the top of the main hall, scaring the demon cultivator below to prostrate on the ground, "My lord, spare me!"

"Don't you know that this deity hates this woman the most?"

Shang Yanting looked at him, his cold eyes showed no emotion, "You must have failed to figure out what you think about me."

Trying to figure out His Majesty's intentions is taboo.

In an instant, an unspeakable sense of oppression suddenly increased in the hall.The generals of the demon cultivators all had uncomfortable expressions on their faces. Their demon master cultivation had reached an extremely outrageous level.

"Your Majesty, this subordinate knows his mistake, please punish him!"

The clever Moxiu knelt down and said.

"Go to the execution hall by yourself."

The original Shang Yanting got up slowly.

When he left, the pressure around him finally disappeared, and the people in the hall heaved a sigh of relief.Immediately, everyone began to denounce the practice of this demon cultivator,

"What's wrong with you? Who knows that Your Majesty has an enemy of a female martial artist? You even made someone pretend to be her to anger Your Majesty.

You don't want to order others, don't you? "

One must know that the Mozun is moody, what if they are angered?
Under the strong condemnation of a group of people, this demon cultivator couldn't help but think about it, did he think too much, His Majesty really just hates that woman?