I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

Watching the blood of dozens of demons flow all over the place.

Wow.

Shangguan Lian'er's entire eyes turned into star eyes.

The third senior sister is too handsome!

Seeing that the third senior sister was so handsome, Su Changqing didn't want to be outdone, even a sword was useless, he kicked hard in the chest and kicked the demon rushing towards him, sending that person flying backwards.Then he made a sudden roundabout, swept across with one leg, and knocked down the two demon whips that were approaching from the left and the right.

Out of the corner of his eye, he pretended to look at Yan He and the others casually, how about it, is he so handsome?

However, Shangguan Lian'er's reaction was mediocre. Isn't this the strength a grown man should have?

Yan He didn't even look at him, but was still fighting hard.

Su Changqing felt very frustrated, and continued to join the battle desperately.

He soared into the sky, turned around in the air, and waved a gorgeous light curtain, like stars falling from the starry sky. The light curtain cut off the demonic energy coming from the lasing, and resolved the evil of killing himself.Then swung the long sword, and the dazzling sword light rushed straight up like a gorgeous silver dragon.

Now he is really handsome, right?

He himself thinks he is handsome.

However, no one appreciates it, and everyone is fighting desperately with the demons.

Mo Fei didn't use the Yugu sword given to him by his third senior sister at all, but his legs tightened and his feet twisted violently.Just hearing the sound of cracking bones, the demon's head tilted, he had already lost his breath, and fell to the ground suddenly died.

They killed all the demons in this group again.

Mo Fei rolled up his sleeves and sat on the ground carelessly, picked up the jug and drank a big mouthful of water, "I can finally rest for a while, this demon race is really endless."

Su Changqing shook his head and sat down on the ground. He had exhausted all his strength after fighting so many mobs, "Stop talking, and take a good rest. It will be another fierce battle later."

Shangguan Lian'er nodded in agreement, "Senior Brother Four is right. There are so many demon soldiers in this demon clan, and they can't kill them at all. Let's save our energy first."

Only this time they rested for a long time, but still no magic soldiers came up.

What's the matter?

……

It was a mess underneath.

The demons were completely panicked.

What the hell does this happen?

Why did they transform them into demons before, just like the emotionless killing machines, they can't even tell the difference between the enemy and us, not only the monks want to kill, but even the demons don't blink when they are brushed.

These "demons" are invincible, their strength is overwhelming, they can't resist at all...

So they can only kill them, so as to avoid future troubles.

But in this way, both of them lost and suffered heavy casualties.

The reason why they seem to have so many demons is because the people who transformed into demons before can split, more and more split, more and more, it was a good thing for them before, at least for them Not a good thing at all.

After a while, all the demons were cleaned up, leaving no one left, but these people who transformed into demons fell to the ground as if they had completed their mission.

In just one day, Wan Jianzong's blood did flow into rivers, but most of it was the blood of the demons.

Wan Jianzong successfully defended.

Qianmo Yeqi's back molars were about to be crushed.

What the hell does this happen?

Why are people transformed into demons so evil? Is this forbidden technique reliable?
Qian Moye was not in the mood to stay in Wanjian at all, and turned around to leave, but saw that person at the corner.

Ju Lan's small body was curled up in a ball, hiding behind a big tree, her hands were holding her legs, her whole body was trembling silently, and she was still murmuring.

"... Yelang..."

Qian Mo Ye's heart throbbed.

He couldn't help taking a step or two in her direction.

Should he take her away?
But if he takes her away, his identity will definitely be exposed. This identity was obtained by sacrificing one of his undercover modules.

Qian Mo Ye just thought for a moment, and immediately reacted.

No, he was terrified when he thought about it, why did he happen to see her here?

Where is such a coincidence?

There is only one possibility, and that is that this woman did it on purpose.

Did she discover his identity?
Ju Lan obviously noticed his existence, rubbed her scarlet eyes, curled her lips, and looked at him with bright eyes, "Yelang."

Qianmo was silent at night.

He was indeed discovered by her.

Ju Lan stood up and walked up to him step by step. She hooked up his belt and twirled her fingers around his chest, "Yelang, why do you think you are doing this?"

"Since you can't let me go, just take me away. Why do you want to hide your identity and be a handyman here?"

"Don't you think this is detrimental to your Demon Lord's image?"

"Just thinking about you, a majestic Demon Lord, sweeping the floor and carrying water, and being ordered by others in our small and broken Wanjianzong, makes me very happy."

Qianmoye said in a deep voice, "I have never let you go, don't be sentimental."

"When did you discover the identity of the deity?"

Ju Lan blinked, and said playfully, "If I said I found out from the beginning."

At first glance, she recognized her former lover.

Love so deeply, love so deeply, how could it not be recognized?

How many people in the world have his body shape and temperament, even if they change their faces, she can still recognize them.

Qian Moye clenched her fists subconsciously, "So before you and your elder brother...were seen by the deity...you did it on purpose?"

Ju Lan was noncommittal, she just smiled and said, "Actually, I know your purpose of lurking in our Ten Thousand Sword Sect is definitely not to worry about me, but to let your demons have a chance to break our Ten Thousand Sword Sect, right?"

Qian Moye didn't deny it, "Yes, the deity told you from the beginning, the deity's plan."

Qian Moye didn't know what to think of, his eyes became very sharp.

"You want to leak out?"

Ju Lan spread her hands, "Why not."

"In this way, I will naturally benefit. And this benefit is much more than being your queen."

Qian Mo Ye: ...

The old things are brought up again, but things have changed.

The word Queen of the Devil is mentioned now, and it is an insult to both of them.

Qian Moye clenched his fists, loosened and clenched, clenched and loosened again.

"You can ask this deity, as long as you don't reveal it, this deity will promise you anything."

Ju Lan hooked the corners of her lips, but before she said anything, her pupils shrank sharply, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

He actually...

Qian Moye took it back mercilessly, his eyes were cold-blooded and merciless, he wiped his hands calmly, as if he thought the blood was dirty, "Sorry."

"Lan'er."

"I feel that only the dead can keep this secret."

"Rest in peace."