Demon, she is handsome and pretty

Chapter 404 Death of Demon Venerable (3)

The fake Demon Venerable hurriedly said: "This subordinate obeys the order and will start to deal with it tomorrow."

Jia Lie glanced at her coldly, "This king personally supervises this matter. As for you, it is imperative to hide your identity first. No matter who the man is, she cannot let her expose you."

He paused, "Don't sleep tonight, let the skin painter come over and paint for you, so as not to show your feet."

The false Demon Venerable nodded in agreement, Jia Lie stared at her viciously, and said sternly: "Remember, you are the real Demon Venerable, even if Lord Yelan says you are not, you have to insist that you are." .”

In a small hole on the wall, Xiao Li's pupils contracted violently a few times, and he turned his head to look at Feng Morong in astonishment, "Painted skin master?"

Feng Morong's thin lips slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile: "So that's how it is..."

Yu Sujiu's cultivation base is relatively low, but she also vaguely listened to it, with a look of confusion on her face, so she asked, "What kind of thing is a painter?"

Feng Morong sneered, "Using human skin to paint is a technique that combines heavenly craftsmanship and illusion. Because seeing is believing, it is the highest level of deception."

Xiao Li suddenly realized: "That is to say, the skin painter painted my appearance on the face of the fake demon. So outsiders look like they are looking at a painting, first of all they have been deceived by their own eyes. No matter how advanced the cultivation base is, It’s hard to see through if you can’t find the key.”

A strong killing intent flashed in Feng Morong's eyes: "It's true."

Xiao Li and Yu Sujiu looked at each other and smiled meaningfully at the same time.

She put her hand on Feng Morong's shoulder, and winked tenderly, "Xiaobai, help me catch the painter here."

Feng Morong suddenly fell silent for a moment, "The fake Demon Venerable has the cultivation base of the Kong Realm, are you pretending to be her because you plan to forcefully use the cultivation base in the Primordial Spirit?"

"what?"

Feng Morong immediately raised her eyebrows: "Impossible."

She currently only has a cultivation base of the heavenly realm, and he would never agree to using the power of the primordial spirit to cause too much harm to her body.

Xiao Li rolled his eyes, "It's impossible for Jia Lie to stare at me all the time, just pretend to be in front of him. It's only a few days anyway, as long as I control it well, nothing will happen?"

"But what if?"

"In case it is discovered."

Xiao Li said indifferently: "If he is found out, then I will kill him directly."

Feng Morong was puzzled: "Killed?"

Xiao Li became more and more indifferent and said: "I have been infiltrated into the Demon Palace and became the Demon Lord, so I am still afraid of him? How amazing is the Demon Realm? A strong dragon can't overwhelm a snake."

The main reason for keeping Jialie was to make him a coolie, and by the way, to find out about the mastermind behind the scenes.

But if it is not possible to have the best of both worlds, it is natural to take back the position of Demon Lord.

Anyway, with Xiao Xiaobai's support now, how many masters from the devil world are amazing?

"..." It turned out that she had already planned it.

Feng Morong said helplessly: "Since this is the case, I seem to have no choice but to agree."

"hey-hey……"

Having a boyfriend is just different, especially a powerful one.

Things that he couldn't solve with all kinds of difficulties and dangers, he solved them all with one shot.

Xiao Limei was complacent for a while, then moved her eyes closer and continued to look.

The Demon King Jialie and the False Demon Venerable discussed other matters for a while, Lian Ji opened the bead curtain and walked in, "My lord, someone is here."

After finishing speaking, they clapped their hands, and a young man walked in.

Jia Lie stood up, pointed at the fake Demon Venerable condescendingly, "Draw her again, so that no one else can see it."

The young man bowed down and took out brushes, paints, a few pieces of delicate skin and a small bottle from the storage container one by one.

Next, the man's paintbrush flew in the air, and he painted the fake demon's face like a god.

I don't know how long it took, the painted skin was completed.

Because she was already holding her own face, Xiao Li only felt that the painter's skills were superb, but he didn't notice anything else.

She turned her head to look at Feng Morong, and asked suspiciously, "It doesn't seem too difficult? Why... Jia Lie didn't draw more fake ones?"

Feng Morong smiled, and replied lightly: "Painted skin is not only a natural skill, but also an illusion. Moreover, every three days, the painter has to re-paint. With the cultivation of this painter, at most he can be The three painted skins."

(End of this chapter)