I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

When Fulilian saw the young demon executioner in front of her, Drat's face was full of confident smile.

She tilted her head slightly and asked: "Why?"

[Flilian: What I said above is the truth, why don't you believe it. ]

[I dare not imagine how strong the treasure chest monster is. ]

[Treasure chest monster: Why don't I know? ]

The next second.

Drat stretched out his left hand and waved his fingers lightly, and a purple magic thread appeared in the air, instantly locking Fulilian and hanging her on the beam.

Hanging in the air.

"The victory has been decided." Drat smiled.

The girl has been trapped by his magic thread and hung on the beam of the cell, with no resistance at all.

Drat thought it was ridiculous that Fulilian was just talking arrogant and blind words.

Isn't she still being hung in the air by his magic thread, with no ability to resist?

The expression on her face seemed to say: That's it?

The audience was a little anxious when they saw this scene.

——"Hiss, why doesn't Fulilian resist?"

——"Ah Fulilian, beat him up!"

——"This is a little devil from the demon clan. Fulilian, aren't you a magician in the brave team? Why are you still arguing with him!"

On the judges' seat.

Shen Yirou looked at the scene on the screen nervously, clenching her palms, "Will Fulilian be okay?"

"She and the brave Xin Meier defeated the demon king's elf magician together."

She can't be injured by the executioner of the demon clan, right?

Yu Hua saw Shen Yirou was nervous, he turned back and pointed:

"Look, Fulilian is still very calm now, she should be fine."

Shen Yirou's eyebrows relaxed slightly, and blinked: "Yes, Fulilian didn't resist, and she's fine now, she's just hung up."

On the screen.

Fulilian was suspended in the air, feeling the magic around her neck'Hmm? ’ said.

“Magic thread? This magic is interesting.”

[Wow, Fulilian is really interested in strange magic regardless of the occasion. ]

[Listening to Drat’s description, he is a very talented young demon in the demon clan, right? ]

[Until now, Fulilian is still calm even when she is hung up. Doesn’t she take the demon clan minions seriously at all? ]

[Fu: Interesting. If I want to learn, I have to find a way to let him teach me. ]

In the cell.

Drat discovered the difference in Fulilian and became interested. ‘Oh? ’

“You gather magic around your neck to avoid being cut off by magic.”

“You are quite calm.”

Seeing that Fulilian didn’t seem to be hurt for the time being.

Drat praised casually.

The girl in front of him seemed calm, but in fact she seemed to be stunned. He didn’t care at all. He had killed countless adventurers who appeared on the street.

"However, if it were an ordinary magician, he would have lost his head in a daze."

On the judges' bench.

Shen Yirou saw this scene:

"Flillian is so strong, she should be fine, right?"

"She looks so calm, this young demon seems to be very powerful, Flillian should be fine, right?"

Yu Hua smiled, "Even the demon Lugna said earlier that young people don't have enough experience, you're still worried too early."

Yu Hua obviously had guesses and expectations about the news revealed intentionally or unintentionally in the plot.

*

On the screen.

Drat looked coldly at Flillian hanging on the beam,

"But the strength of my silk thread is also second to none among the magic of the demon clan."

"Human magic is helpless."

Drat said coldly.

He exerted force in his hand and pulled the silk thread in his hand fiercely.

The wooden beams were cut with deep marks under this force, and Fulilian, who was hanging in the air, was pulled up a level.

"Then I will cut off your magic power and your neck together!"

Among the adventurers he had seen, no magician could resist it.

Fulilian was pulled tighter by the silk thread, almost sticking to the beam of the cell.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Drat, who was squatting on the ground and exerting force, and said:

"Indeed, I don't think I can handle this silk thread."

[It can be seen here that this demon has a really high talent. ]

[Wow, there are really many demons with magic talent in the demon clan. ]

"Humph."

Hearing that Fulilian could not do anything with the magic silk thread she developed, Drat's lips curved up and he snorted proudly.

Hearing this, Fulilian looked coldly at Drat, who was squatting on the ground and holding her hand.

"Do you think you have won?"

"The demon clan nowNo way."

"Too lacking in practical experience."

Instantly, Fulilian raised her hand, and magic suddenly burst out from her hand, attacking Drat.

The next second.

Drat, who failed to react, widened his eyes. He felt a sharp pain in his hand that was controlling the magic.

The control of the magic was disconnected at this moment.

The music became passionate at this moment.

His pupils were full of panic, and he saw his hand curled up and flew out.

Like a broken finger, the nerves still wanted to fight back.

Flilian half-knelt on the ground and looked straight at Drat.

On the judges' seat.

Shen Yirou widened her eyes:

"Flilian is so handsome in this scene!"

Yu Hua pondered, "In this scene, Fulilian's handsome operation proves that she is not weak and has strong strength. She did not resist in prison. Is there another purpose? "

Mo Yan nodded, "The creator is really amazing. This scene reveals that the younger generation of the demons lack practical experience. This means that the current generation of the demons, except for the leader, has no one with strong strength?"

The story king shook his head, "Not necessarily. This is Fulilian. There are not many people in the world who can compare with her. "

The screen in front of him continued to sound Drat's surprised voice.

"This guy..." Drat turned around and looked at Fulilian, who was squatting on the ground, with a ferocious expression, as if preparing to attack him.

"Take my arm..."

He raised his other intact right hand, and instantly condensed five identical magic threads, and attacked Fulilian angrily.

"You stinky girl..."

He wanted to kill her!

Drat hadn't finished speaking yet.

He saw Fulilian approaching directly, and his right hand also felt a sharp pain.

It was also cut off by Fulilian.

Flilian fell directly on Drat, grabbed Drat's neck with both hands, and pressed him to the ground.

Drat found that he was actually killed by this magic girl He was suppressed and could not resist at all.

His pupils were full of panic, and he spoke quickly as if he had thought of something:

"Wait, listen to me..."

Flilian looked at the struggling and terrified demon Drat, who was tightly clamped by her hands.

And at this moment.

Flilian did not stop, the magic light in her hands burst out, and an attack sounded.

The next second, black liquid spurted on the floor of the cell.

[Flilian is so handsome. ]

[Usually, Fulilian is responsible for being cute, but she is really handsome when something happens. ]

[Wait a minute! I have an original and very touching story to tell! ]

[Wait a minute, I just made up a story! ]

[I am from Xin Meier...]

On the judges' seat.

Shen Yirou widened her eyes, "Isn't this too cool? Fulilian didn't even listen, and just started without any nonsense? ”

Story King Zheng Yuanjie nodded, "Fulilian's decisive approach is so cool and handsome, no drag at all!"

"I thought she was going to continue listening. In the previous plot, when the brave Xin Meier was still there, he would stop her from taking action because of kindness."

Mo Yan also nodded and said, "Yes, there was Xin Meier before, because of kindness, he believed in every poor person who knew his mistakes and could correct them."

"But now there is no one around Fulilian. Facing the demons, this move is so clean and neat, it kills them instantly, and doesn't let the demons talk nonsense at all."

He sighed, "If it were any other story, I would definitely have to listen to the story. Fulilian is so decisive, which makes me feel very happy. This handling method is really cool."

*

In the picture.

Looking at the dead and dissipating demons, Fulilian stood up.

"Kill one first. ”

[Tsk, okay, okay, Fulilian, you should just count one as the number of demons. In Fulilian’s eyes, demons are just beasts…]

[Well, beautiful, the word “one” is used very well. They are not human at all.]

[It’s really cool. I rarely see such a neat method.]

Fulilian watched the demons dissipate. She had a new idea: “If I report this attack to the Count and get rid of the other two…”

“It shouldn’t be too much to ask for a pardon?”

She left the cell.

Flilian opened the last door of the dungeon and saw the beheaded guard on the ground.

“Huh?”

“The guard is dead.” Fulilian’s tone was a little low.

This means that she has no witnesses.

[It’s over. There is no one at the scene. It’s hard to explain why the guard is dead.]