Sign in at the Demon Gate: The yandere devil is crazy about me

"Senior brother, he is foolish, and he has a remnant of death."

Hearing this, Wang Xilong did not have the slightest hesitation, and said without blinking his eyelids.

For him, don't say scolding Senior Brother.

As long as he can live, killing Senior Brother with his own hands is not an unacceptable thing.

Li Ming nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile: "

Welcome to the Tianyan Sect."

With that, he took out the ink knife scabbard.

The knife is held in his right hand and the scabbard in his left hand.

It seems to insert the knife back into its scabbard.

Seeing this scene, a hint of joy flashed in Wang Xilong's eyes,

"The villain must have painted the deacon's liver and brain!"

The words did not fall.

He suddenly found that the ink knife inserted into the half of the scabbard suddenly pulled out a strange black flame.

He didn't have time to react, he could only watch the sword light cut through his neck.

"Huh~"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Wang Xilong covered his neck and slowly fell to the ground.

"You!"

Blood gushed out of his throat, and he could only let out a slurred whimper.

The surging black fire dried the blood on the blade.

Li Ming inserted the ink knife back into its scabbard and squatted in front of Wang Xilong.

He grinned brightly: "Has the palace master heard that soldiers are not tired of deception?" The

black fire that came with the ink knife penetrated from the neck and wreaked havoc in Wang Xilong's body.

He couldn't even say anything at the moment, only the boundless hatred in his wide eyes reflected his mood.

"Ding, hatred from Wang Xilong +99."

"Ding, hatred from Wang Xilong +99."

"Ding..."

The system prompt sounded one after another, and Li Ming didn't care.

Stretching out your palm, the huge aura rolls in your palm.

"Trash like you, I can't look at it, compared with your senior brother, you are too far behind, like that, you can be regarded as a reader."

Saying to himself, he pressed his hand on the top of Wang Xilong's head.

Spiritual energy gushed out like a tide, destroying all life in an instant.

Even the corpses were blinking and disappearing.

"Kill you, isn't this thing still mine, stupid."

Li Ming pouted and stood up, and the jade wrench that fell on the side flew into his hand on its own.

......

When Li Ming returned to the Academy Palace, he saw a scene that could be called hell.

The head of the last Supreme Realm in the Academy Palace was cut off by Wang Qiang with a sword, and at this moment it was hanging on a willow tree dripping blood.

There were corpses all over the ground.

Rivers of blood flow.

"A group of Mixed World Demon Kings!"

Li Ming scolded with a black face.

For him, who was just an ordinary person in his previous life, such a picture is really difficult to accept.

But he knew.

These are essential.

If Tian Yan wants to dominate the South Continent, tens of thousands of people will die.

In a world where the strong are respected, no one will pity anyone, some are just killing and the law of the jungle.

If the Spirit Xuanzong breaks through Tianyan.

He and He Yue will also not have a good end.

Even, as a girl, He Yue may be subjected to even more terrible humiliation...

Thinking of this, a trace of firmness appeared on Li Ming's face.

The right way is just a label.

Just like He Yue said, just because of the 10,000-year battle between Ling Xuan and Tianyan, the number of people who died directly or indirectly was at least hundreds of thousands.

There are merits and losses in this.

And how to calculate?

"Deacon, come quickly, Old Zhao will take you to see a good thing."

Behind him, Zhao Hu's voice sounded.

Li Ming stopped looking at the corpse on the ground and turned to look at Zhao Hu,

"What good thing?"

Zhao Hushen glanced around mysteriously and said in a low voice: "

Deacon, you come with me."

Saying that, he grabbed Li Ming's arm and walked towards the inside of the palace.

Walk through the path paved with characteristic bluestone slabs.

The two walked towards the depths of the Academy Palace.

The battle is over.

Along the way, many men in black escorted the disciples of the Academy Palace past them.

In fact, there seem to be many dead corpses.

Compared with the tens of thousands of disciples in the Academy Palace, it can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket.

When Wang Qiang and Zhao Hu brandished their combat knives to kill.

Someone hit a stone with a pebble.

Some people die laughing.

Some people choose to blow themselves up in order to buy time for their disciples to evacuate.

Some people still curse with sage books and axes in their hands.

But more.

It is the head that has been lowered to listen to the teachings in front of the portrait of Zeng Shengxian.

Close the mouth that once spoke of the righteousness of the country.

Kneeling down just to survive....

Zhao Hu led Li Ming through the green brick and white walls to a delicate courtyard.

"This is the residence of that palace lord Wang Xilong, and we found it inside a secret door in his house... Gee, anyway, deacon, you'll know when you see it.

Zhao Hu opened the door with a smile and sold it by the way.

Li Ming followed him into the house in confusion and entered a narrow corridor along the secret door.

After about 100 meters, it suddenly opened up.

As far as the eye could see, dozens of dancing girls wearing only transparent tulle clothes were squatting in the corner, forming a group and looking at the black-clothed guards around them in horror.

Vaguely visible large expanses of whiteness.

Li Ming was speechless, and said angrily: "This is the good thing you want to show me?"

"Don't worry, deacon, these are not ordinary girls." Zhao Hu smiled, and then suddenly shouted: "Hey, give the deacon a long look."

"To die, what are you shouting?"

Li Ming was taken aback by Zhao Hu's voice.

It's a hard kick in the ass.

But then.

His eyes widened in shock.

Just after Zhao Hu's shout.

A group of poor dancers reluctantly stood up.

Under the tulle clothes, several furry tails suddenly stretched out, and they swayed left and right cutely.

"Groove!"

Li Ming wiped his eyes.

Is this heaven?

Catwoman, Fox Woman, Bunny Woman, Leopard Woman....

"How's it going, deacon."

Zhao Hu frowned and said.

"Ahem, I'm not that kind of person."

As he said this, Li Ming's eyes did not turn when he looked ahead.

It's not that he has any thoughts about these girls.

Two lifetimes as human beings.

This is the first time he has seen a live Catwoman, Rabbit..... and other various langs.

Not cold plastic.

Instead, flesh and blood, standing alive in front of themselves.

The tulle looms, and the furry tail wags around.

This visual impact!

Who can not look twice?

"Hey? What about Lao Wang and Zhang Wenren, they were still here just now.

Zhao Hu scratched his head suspiciously and said to himself.

"Regardless of them, whether the deacon wants to touch his tail or not, he will move if he is soft."

"Forget it, I won't touch it, I'm not interested."

After Li Ming glanced at it curiously a few times, he withdrew his gaze.

He knows better than anyone what the situation is with the master of his own household.

If you get angry with her again.

Maybe you have to drug yourself again, it's too sinful.

The donkeys of the production team can't hold it!!

"Deacon, I understand, you stand still, I will let them line up for you to touch one by one."

Hearing this, Zhao Hu showed a look that a man could understand.

Li Ming rolled his eyes and was about to scold him.

But the words are not yet out.

The system prompt tone suddenly sounded:

"Ding, dissatisfaction from He Yue +99."

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