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Chapter 505 Another one comes

When Gu Shiyi returned to Huangjing, Lan'er had already entered the old devil's bedroom with a basin of water. She had asked the old palace maids who served there and learned that someone came to clean the old devil's bedroom every day, but today something happened suddenly, so she sent everyone to guard the palace gate. There was no one on duty in the bedroom, so she disguised herself as a cleaning maid and entered.

The old devil's bedroom was decorated in a tough and beastly style, with weapons hanging all over the walls, each of them had a sharp blade, and some of the blades had dried blood on them. In addition, there were many monster heads placed on the walls in a regular pattern, which must have been traces of saint-killing battles. There were all kinds of monsters, and no one knew how they were preserved. When they sensed someone coming in, they actually opened their mouths and roared at Lan'er, which was very ferocious and terrifying. However, Lan'er looked indifferent, put the basin in the middle of the hall, and began to clean up.

Taking advantage of the cleaning opportunity, she began to search the place bit by bit. This bedroom was ridiculously large, as big as half a football field. The bed was also 20 to 30 square meters. The rest were simple furniture, such as chests, large boxes and the like. Judging from the style, they should have been learned from the human race.

Lan'er first opened the chests and boxes one by one. Most of the things inside were household clothes. Lan'er took them out, shook them out carefully and folded them one by one. Seeing how serious, careful and calm she was, even if the Saint Killer came back now, he would think that she really came to his palace to clean!

She checked the cabinets and boxes, and while wiping them, she also checked the other furniture to see if there were any secret compartments. Finally, Lan'er set her sights on the bed that was bigger than the room. She took off her shoes, stepped on it barefoot, and began to tidy up the already smooth and clean bed. As soon as she knelt on it and stretched out her hand, Lan'er suddenly raised her eyebrows. She didn't look back, and didn't stop the movement of her hands.

"Didn't I move everyone to the palace gate? How come someone else is coming in?"

As she was thinking secretly, there was a sudden sound of wind behind her. Lan'er pretended to be startled and turned back. One of her hand had already touched the dagger tied to her thigh. The person who came was a tall demon man. He had already reached the bedside and one hand was pinching Lan'er's neck, and it seemed that he wanted to sneak attack her.

A cold light flashed in Lan'er's eyes, and the dagger in her hand had already slashed towards the opponent's wrist. The opponent was obviously on guard, and he snorted coldly, changed his palm into a fan, and slapped Lan'er in the face. Lan'er lay down on the bed and dodged the slap. Then he kicked at the opponent's crotch with his lower foot. The man immediately supported himself on the bed with one hand, and with such force, his huge body flew up, took a few steps back, and looked at Lan'er on the bed from a distance.

"who are you?"

Lan'er, holding a short sword in her hand, had already turned over and stood on the bed. She looked as calm as the master of the hall. She asked. The man looked at Lan'er in surprise.

"you do not know me?"

Lan Er shook his head.

"do not know!"

The man snorted coldly and said in a low voice,

"How could a lowly maid like you not even recognize this demon king?"

"Demon King?"

Lan'er looked him up and down, and finally saw some similarities between his fangs, one long and the other short, and the old demon king, Saint Slayer. Saint Slayer's fangs were one long and one short, which was said to be a characteristic of his clan.

"Are you the son of the Saint Killer?"

The man snorted and said,

"How dare you, a lowly maid, call the devil's name directly? Do you want to die?"

Lan'er didn't say anything, she looked at him strangely.
"Sir, why didn't you follow the Great Demon King to the battlefield?"

"Humph! Who the hell are you? You're asking me this. Get out of here!"

Lan'er's eyes flickered, and she got off the bed as she was told. She bowed to the man and turned to fetch the basin of water. Suddenly, she heard a sound of wind behind her.
"Whoosh..."

"Boom..."

The copper basin flew out with water splashing all over the sky. The copper basin was pierced by a long sword, but the man took several steps back and fell to the ground with a plop.
"you you……"

He was shocked and angry, and struggled to get up, but a white jade hilt was exposed on his lower abdomen.

"You...what kind of weapon is this?"

The man looked down at his abdomen. The place where the hilt of the sword was located was beginning to emit purple-black demonic energy. The wound, which was only two inches wide at first, was rapidly spreading outwards. In just two sentences, the wound had expanded two or three times.
"when……"

Lan'er's two wrists touched lightly, and a stream of Yin energy leaked out from the gold bracelet on her wrist, and Tong Ling appeared in front of her.

"Hold him!"

"Yes!"

Tong Ling disappeared in a flash, and the man fell on his back with a thud. Lan'er reached out and pulled out the small jade sword, only to see that the sword was surrounded by evil spirits and the white light was dim, and it was obviously damaged. She took back the jade sword with some heartache, thinking to herself,

"Using the tools from the human world in this demon world is indeed too consuming!"

Although she has a lot of magic weapons on her, each one she uses will be one less, and she doesn't know when she can leave the demon world, so she'd better save them!
The jade sword left his body, and the man's wound stopped expanding, but it also did not heal. A fist-sized flesh hole was left behind, through which one could see the ground below.
"You...you are not using a demon weapon!"

The man found something strange and yelled at Lan'er. He struggled to get up, but his body was completely out of control and he fell back to the ground with a bang. The man was shocked and angry, knowing that it was probably the ghost that had just appeared who did something. He yelled at Lan'er,
"You... who are you?" It is impossible for the maids in the palace to have the ability to summon spirits!
Lan Er snorted.
"I'm not the one who surrendered now, so I should be the one asking you questions, right?"

After saying that, he picked up the long sword that the man had brought with him and slowly inserted it into the wound on the man's lower abdomen.
"You're not fighting on the front lines, but you sneaked back to the palace. What do you want to do?"

The man didn't respond. Lan'er stared at him, her eyes wandering.

"Only one of the Saint Killer's sons was sent to a secret place. The rest of his sons either followed him to the battlefield or were sent out..."

She thought for a while and said,
"An enemy wanted to take advantage of the army's departure to launch a surprise attack on the Magic City. Everyone in the palace went out to defend the city, but you took this opportunity to sneak into the palace. You... must have some plan, right?"

"Humph!"

The man was hit on the heart by Lan'er's words. He snorted coldly and shut his mouth tightly, refusing to say a word. Lan'er saw his reaction and immediately understood. After thinking for a while, she said,
"I don't have the time to waste here with you..."

After saying that, he took out a pill and said to himself,
"This elixir is suitable for humans, but I wonder if it will be useful for demons?"

After saying that, he stuffed it into the man's mouth. But a moment later, the man began to foam at the mouth, and soon he began to roll on the ground in pain, wailing as he rolled.
"Ah... ah ah ah..."

Lan Er frowned when he saw this.
"It seems that it can't be used..."

She originally wanted to use this enchanting pill to make him tell the truth, but she didn't expect him to have such a big reaction after taking it!
That makes sense. The human race's elixirs are made by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the human world. However, the spiritual energy of the human world is no different from poison gas to the demons. The elixirs are poisonous. Lan'er saw him screaming miserably and became a little worried.

"I won't poison him to death, will I?"

She began to look around, trying to find a place to bury the body.

If I really can't make it, I have to find a way to bury him. I still have to stay in this palace!

Fortunately, there was only one pill, and the man's demon physique was quite strong. He rolled in pain for half an incense stick, and his wailing became quieter and quieter. Finally, he lay on his back, gasping for breath. Although there was still white foam coming out of the corners of his mouth, it seemed that he had recovered.

Lan Er heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, I don't have to do anything!"

Lan Er came over to look at him and saw that his eyes were wide open and his face was abnormally blue. It seemed that he had survived the poison, but his body was more seriously damaged. Lan Er said to him,
"If you refuse to tell me, I will feed you another pill and see if you can survive the second one..."

The man was indeed the son of the Demon King. He took a deep breath and said to Lan'er in a hoarse voice,
"You...you...if you have the ability, poison me to death!"

Lan Er frowned.
"I almost forgot that the demons are all stubborn and will only respond to soft tactics and not hard ones!"

But in this situation, she couldn't give in to him anymore, so she thought,
"If you don't tell me, I will beat you half to death and hand you over to the enemies outside who are attacking the city!"

These words actually worked immediately. As a man, if he did not die on the battlefield and fell into the hands of the enemy, he would probably suffer humiliation a hundred times more terrible than this. It would be better to kill him now!

The man glared at the words and roared,
"You...you killed me, killed me!"

Lan Er was unmoved and whispered,
"The enemy outside is already at the gates of the city. If you want to talk, just say it. If you don't want to talk, I'll send you there now!"

The man gritted his teeth and glared, his teeth grinding and grumbling, and after a long while he said in a hateful voice,

"I'm looking for the magic weapon to open the treasure house!"

what!
Lan Er raised her eyebrows.
"The magic weapon to open the treasure house?"

Once he opened his mouth, the man simply said everything.

"...This treasure house was set up by a human cultivator hired by my father. No one can enter except him. However, every time he goes out to fight, he will give the magic weapon to open the treasure house to that bitch's son, and take it back after returning..."

"If that's the case, why did you come to the palace to look for it?"

The man snorted.

"I used to think so, but this time I bribed the guards of that bitch's son and got to his hiding place. That bitch's son was no match for me at all. I chopped off one of his arms with a sword after just a few rounds. In order to save his life, he told me the truth. In fact, my father never handed the magic weapon to him. He just told him that if there was any change, he should look for it in the palace..."

Tsk tsk! As expected, he is a demon who can be a great demon king. He plays this trick very well!