"Huh...... Hehehe, maybe it's more appropriate for you to call the ancestor of the deity. Hearing Su Demon Woman say this, the Demon Master Cha has no interest in acting with her, pretending to be in front of smart people is tantamount to a clown jumping off the beam, and the Demon Master Cha will not lower his own value. The clear black eyes gradually transformed into black and blue light, but the face was still the delicate little face of Mu Jiao, but it added a little demonic charm to the lining.

Su Youfei's eyes darkened, that's right, it stands to reason that they are all orthodox of the Demon Realm royal family, with the same root and the same origin, and the same blood flowing on their bodies, in a sense, she should indeed call him an ancestor. However, she was not interested in recognizing a kiss that she couldn't beat, and looked at the wind and Rong Yeqi who were tied to her hands and closed her eyes in the middle of the cliff, and Su Youwei's heart sank little by little.

"Say, how can you let go of the wind and the night?" Now that the person facing the demon lord is the demon master, they can't come hard, Su Youyu took a step back first, ready to negotiate conditions with him.

"Why do you only ask how to let go of the wind and Rong Yeqi, don't you want to know the relationship between the deity and the wooden carry?"

"I'm not interested in what you have to do with you, I only know that Mu Jia is my brother one day, and he will always be my Su Youyu's younger brother. "From the moment the Demon Lord appeared here with the face of the wooden mow, she had thought through a lot of things. But so what? Mu Jia has never done anything to hurt her, he really treats her as a sister to be close to and dependon, and she really loves and cares for him as a younger brother, this is enough for Su Youyu, nothing else matters.

"Oh, that's it...... Then it seems that the deity has chosen the right bet. The black and blue eyes of the Demon Lord Brake stared at Su Youyu and said meaningfully.

Being looked at by him like this, and saying so, Su Youyu's heart jumped irrepressibly, and she blurted out, "What do you mean?"

The demon master brake was very satisfied with Su Youwen's reaction, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was never suppressed, only to see him wave his sleeves, and a light curtain suddenly appeared in front of Su Youyu and them, and in the light curtain was a wooden curtain that had not been seen for a long time. It's just that at this moment, he no longer has the sunshine and handsomeness he used to have, his head hangs weakly, his thick hair covers his face, and he can't see his expression clearly. His hands and feet were all entangled in heavy barbed thorns, sharp barbed thorns cut into the skin, hooked the tender flesh inside, the flesh rolled up, the blood continued to seep out, and in some places it was even rotten and stinky, and under his feet there had been a small pile of blood, some of which had turned black due to too much time, and some of which had fallen to the ground freshly.

Su Youyu looked at this picture, her breathing was suffocated, her whole body trembled irrepressibly, and the hand holding Xiao Yihua continued to tighten, tighten, although Xiao Yihua hurt, she refused to squeak, because she saw that the wooden sword in the light curtain was also sour.

She has always been on the wrong side of her, always tidying her up, teasing her, and bullying her wooden moor, has always been a black belly and cunning appearance, how could she ever have such an embarrassing appearance? Although she loves and hates the whole wooden moor, she never thought that one day the wooden mow will become like this. Her blue eyes, which were the same as those of her mother, were full of tears, but she refused to fall.

In the end, Yun Jing saw it, and quickly pulled out Xiao Yi's hand, and said to Su Youyu, "Don't mess up, stabilize your mind, the demon master brake is deliberately stimulating you." ”