Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?

The Holy King Yaoguang was in a very good mood at this time.

This trip had yielded a lot of gains.

He harvested a wave of confusion, obtained the treasure Wanhun Banner, and then saved an old demon from the Demon Sect. The right time, right place, and right people were all right.

More importantly, he brushed the righteous in the territory of the righteous and rescued the people in front of them. This kind of pretending to be awesome and slapping the face was too sour.

If he hadn't met the ancient god Lin Yuan in the middle, then this trip would be perfect, and it would be worth finding someone to write about it and praise himself once.

Pulling Qingniang, the Holy King flew a long way, and then stopped to welcome the other party's gratitude.

"That, the Holy King, right?" Looking at the other party's familiar armor, Qingniang frowned and asked.

"It is me. You don't need to be polite. Saving you is just a waste of effort. You don't need to be a slave. Just serve me wholeheartedly in the future."

"No, let's deal with another question first. Why is my name on your Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

"...Hmm?"

Before the Holy King could react, Qing Niang had already stretched out her hand and hooked it. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner that was suppressed by the Holy King immediately broke free from her restraints and flew into Qing Niang's arms.

After regaining the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Qing Niang could finally exert all her strength. The living souls in the flag were released one by one, turning into array eyes, guarding behind her.

The old demon Yuanying, even if she is as insignificant as Qing Niang, still has a lot of trump cards in her hand.

This Ten Thousand Souls Banner is one of her trump cards. The living souls in it have been refined into array eyes by her. When released, they are arrays, and they can be combined with each other, with endless magical uses.

At this moment, a large number of arrays are fully deployed. Qing Niang sits in the array and looks at the Holy King coldly.

All the problems I encountered were caused by this.

If the Saint King had not stolen my Ten Thousand Souls Banner, how could I have come out of retreat and sleep comfortably now?

Moreover, without the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, my strength was greatly reduced. After coming out, I almost became a stepping stone for a younger Jindan. Who will make up for this humiliation?

Although I was also somewhat wrong for not protecting my Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it was essentially the fault of the Saint King who stole my banner.

If the Saint King does not give an explanation, this matter today will not be over.

Feeling the other party's cold eyes, Yaoguang began to have a headache.

I thought it was an ownerless thing, but I didn't expect the other party to be still alive. It was really unreasonable.

It was too embarrassing to jump in front of the other party with the lost property.

Although I can explain it, the identity of the Saint King here, explaining it is a bit of a bad character.

But if I don't explain, my reputation as a little thief will also spread, which will also ruin my character.

If she is more extreme, now she has become this old demon, and invites the other party to enter the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, she can also break the situation.

But this is too much of a bottom line, and the Demon Sect is in need of people right now, so it's really a waste to do this.

After thinking it over, the Saint King reluctantly looked at the magical power mark in his golden elixir, knowing that he had to use this magical power.

Her magical power is quite special. It takes three years to condense a mark, and the mark will disappear after use.

The power of a magical power is usually related to the degree of cherishment and the difficulty of use. Such a precious mark will naturally be extraordinary when used.

This magical power is called "profound and unfathomable".

For a period of time after using it, any action of his will will be blessed by the way of heaven, and any words he says will be full of amazing wisdom, which will make the listener suddenly enlightened and push things in a direction that is beneficial to him.

Even if he doesn't know what he is saying, the person on the other side can automatically fill in the blanks in his mind, which can be called a brainwashing artifact.

And the fewer people on the scene, the stronger the effect.

And because it is a magical power, there is no need to worry about the fluctuation of mana after it is activated. When the other party thinks back afterwards, he will only think that the Saint King is talented and enlightened himself with one word.

Although the magical power is precious, it is still worth it compared with the loyalty of an old demon.

Heartbrokenly erasing one of the two marks, the Saint King immediately felt the will of the Heavenly Dao falling on him, making her feel the favor of the Heavenly Dao at this moment.

Turning around, the Saint King stood with his hands behind his back and said lonely: "Qingjun, don't you understand my intention?"

"What do you understand?"

Qingniang looked at the Saint King in astonishment, thinking that stealing other people's things is reasonable?

We are all demons, can you not be so outstanding?

But thinking carefully, Qingniang hesitated again.

It seems that there is indeed some truth.

If the Saint King had not taken away her Ten Thousand Souls Banner, she would not have come out, and then she would not have encountered "Wandering Corridor 2", and her skills in making horror would not have improved so much.

Before falling asleep, she thought that her horror skills had reached the pinnacle, but she didn't expect that this road would never end. It was the previous self who underestimated the heroes of the world.

Could it be that this is the intention of the Saint King?

But is the other party really such a person who has planned everything?

Finding that Qingniang was somewhat relaxed, the Saint King continued: "Didn't you find that you are better awake than asleep?"

The meaningless nonsense just happened to penetrate Qingniang's defense.

Looking back on the month since she woke up, she found that she was really happy.

Although the Demon Sect was defeated, the world has become more exciting.

In this world, there are novel games.

There are ladders to explore.

There are like-minded friends.

There are cute little ones who are not good at playing, but are diligent and constantly making progress.

More importantly, there is a strong person she hopes to play games with.

In this case, waking up is better than continuing to sleep.

Under the influence of the magic power, Qingniang made up a series of contents in her mind, and her eyes looked at the Holy King softer.

As expected of the Holy King, he actually considered so much for an old demon like me.

No wonder they all said that every Holy King was both civil and military, with unfathomable strength, and was an extraordinary hero.

Originally, she wanted to replace him.

But now it seems that the other party is wise and powerful, and I can't match him.

After collecting the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, she hesitated for a moment and asked a key question: "Is he in the Demon Sect?"

He?

Who is he?

Sister, can you ask all the questions?

However, the Holy King must be omniscient and omnipotent, so this kind of question must not be asked.

And with the blessing of the magic power, she didn't need to ask.

Nodding slightly, the Holy King said softly: "Yes."

Hearing this question, Qingniang felt relieved, covered her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her face.

"That's good. Then, Saint King, I am Qingjun, now named Qingniang, and I am willing to follow you back to the Demon Gate."

"Okay!"

The Saint King also breathed a sigh of relief.

The effect of the magic power has begun to weaken. If the other party does not nod, then he will have to cut off another mark.

Because of the loss of the mark, his trip has gone from a big profit to a small profit.

If the negative emotions caused by meeting Lin Yuan are taken into account, then it may only be a small profit.

Reinvigorating himself, the Saint King took Qingniang to find a crack and escaped into the Demon Gate.