It's still the same night, it's still the same magic capital, but tonight, it's different on the Huangpu River. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huge and luxurious cruise ships are moored in the harbor, and from time to time there are well-dressed men and women walking up, and of course, there are some people who don't look very normal, such as the man who just entered, holding a skeleton in his hand.

There were no waiters on board, no wine or food in the empty hall, and a few people stood scattered under the ornate chandeliers.

However, there were more and more people, not only Huaxia, but also many foreigners, all of whom looked at the rest of the people vigilantly and curiously, all waiting for the person who summoned them.

Finally, with the sound of a whistle, the cruise ship slowly started and began to drive on the river.

Lin Yu suddenly appeared on the second floor of the hall, standing behind the railing.

She was wearing a black trench coat, with her arms crossed, looking very cold and impersonal, and she appeared quietly, and in the entire hall, more than two hundred people, none of them even found out about her existence.

Until she raised her hand.

In the hall, the originally chaotic crowd suddenly fell silent.

Everyone closed their eyes intoxicated, what a rich dark atmosphere, which made people enjoy and obsessed.

The young gentleman in the tuxedo raised his head and looked at Lin Yu who was standing at the guardrail on the second floor, his pupils shrank slightly, it was ......

Lin You clenched his fists, and the people below came to their senses and looked up.

"You're!" a foreign man with a horse's face had just opened his mouth and shouted, his head rising into the sky, blood splattering three feet high.

With a flick of his fingers, a small cluster of black flames flew down from Lin You's hand and landed on the corpse that had fallen to the ground and was still twitching, quickly burning him to ashes.

Her eyes swept over those below, no disdain, no contempt, no fluctuation, dead silence, and ruthlessness. If Boling was here, he would definitely understand that Lin You looked like a real demon lord at this time.

Finally, in the silence, she spoke, her voice hoarse, like a feather cutting through her heart.

"I didn't tell you to speak, you must be quiet, last night I issued a summoning order, and only one person was seen, so I killed the man-bear. There are a lot of people here tonight, but it's not enough, I will give you strength, after you go back, you should kill, continue, you should seize power, hurry up, because you only have three days, three days later, I will see three thousand troops on the coast of the East China Sea, all of them must be above S, if the people are not here, then, this world will no longer need demon cultivation. ”

There was a long silence after she finished speaking, and finally, someone spoke up and raised the first question.

"Why should we listen to you!What proof do you have that you are the Demon King!" said a woman with flaxen hair, a twisted expression, and a strange doll in her arms.

However, after she said this, she could no longer speak, because the doll in her arms had inserted its hand into her chest.

She bowed her head in disbelief, a coughing sound came out of her throat, and before she could fall to the ground, a small cluster of black flames burned her to ashes.

Lin You was still like that, not in a hurry, there was no killing intent in his red eyes, but he was ruthless in his shot.

The man in the tuxedo slowly knelt down and gave a knightly salute, "Welcome back, my monarch." ”

After him, the rest of the people also knelt down slowly, and if they hesitated, they would die in the blink of an eye.

Only killing and power can make these people bow their heads, but it takes a little favor to make them do things seriously.

As a result, the demonic qi that was so dense that it almost became substantial condensed in the hall, and those who had just knelt down absorbed the demonic qi with a happy face, and even began to break through directly.

It was a feast, a feast that made all righteous people tremble.

The demon cultivators, who had been silent for thousands of years, finally began to recover, and they wanted to bring countless deaths and blood to the world, using the blood, tears and fear of others to help themselves reach a new realm.

The tuxedo gentleman was the first to wake up from the breakthrough, he looked at Lin You who was high above him with some obsession, and couldn't help but say, "Your Excellency, my name is Horn." ”

Lin You glanced down at him, he was still a gifted demon cultivator, so he nodded, "Where is it responsible?"

"Europe. ”

"Under the pressure of the Vatican, it is not easy to survive until now, and after going back this time, I will find out the movements of the Vatican. Lin You said coldly.

"Yes. ”

Demon cultivators are cunning and simple, they believe in absolute power and selfish desires, and if you can meet their demands, then they are the most faithful slaves and the most reliable friends.

What Lin You didn't expect was that she saw Abe Qingming in the crowd.

How can it be regarded as someone she knows, Lin You has a trace of interest.

Calling Abe Qingming up, she asked curiously, "You are also a demon cultivator?" ”

Abe Qingming still looked calm and carefree, gently shaking the fan, "The yin and yang art I practiced, the most powerful phantom spirit that can be summoned is actually a dead soul, naturally a demon cultivator." ”

Yes, those who are on the side of death have always been labeled as demon cultivators, no matter what you do is good or bad, and regardless of your background and camp, human beings are sometimes so unreasonable.

"Who are you Miyamoto Musashi?"

"Irrelevant people, he practices swordsmanship, and I practice illusion. Abe Haruaki confessed honestly.

"Then you Japan, don't you have a young generation who can be used?" Lin You wondered.

Abe Harumaki frowned slightly, "Naturally, Miyamoto Musashi is known as the martial god of Japan, and his only apprentice, who is also his daughter, is his successor, Miyamoto Jing, known as the Imperial Blade." ”

"How do you compare?"

"I haven't fought to the death, I don't know the specifics, but I'm probably no match for her. ”

After learning about Japan, Lin You sent Abe away, and she said to those who had all woken up below: "Three days later, on the coast of the East China Sea, I will attack Kunlun, I hope you will not let me down." ”

Her words caused an uproar, but no one dared to object, I had just seen her methods, and now I was absolutely impatient to oppose it.

Those demon cultivators from all over the world, after getting the benefits and lessons, under Lin You's order, they scattered as birds and beasts, they were all looking forward to three days later, the demon cultivators were not afraid of death, most of them were crazy, and when they thought that the demon lord was going to lead them to attack the holy land of the righteous path of Huaxia, they were excited and swayed.

After everyone left, Lin You slammed the cruise ship with a slap, and then disappeared into the night, she was ready to eat the wedding dress magic in these two days.

That day in the Hanhai Tomb, she was sure that she was not the only one who had seen through the magic of the wedding dress, Wen Xi'er must have also read it, Ming Qinghe was not clear, but there should be eight layers, as for Randall and the others, because they were not Chinese, they were born with no advantage over those things.

In fact, the moment she saw the magic of the wedding dress, she knew what it was.

In the final analysis, it is indeed a magical exercise, and even if you can't cultivate it, you can see something beneficial to yourself in it.

The wedding dress magic is divided into nine layers, you can practice cyclones in the nine acupuncture points in the human body, those cyclones can be used to store internal force, and at critical moments, you can also explode the internal force to get twice as powerful as usual, if you cultivate to the ninth layer, all nine cyclones will erupt, that is nine times, you know, the battle between the same level, the slightest difference may ask for your name, let alone nine times.

That's all torture.

It's just that even if he was the Hanhai King who had invented such a powerful technique, he had never practiced to the ninth layer.

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In the imperial capital, in a simple and cold apartment, Han Yixiang sat at the dining table with a cold face, looking at the exquisite food in front of him, but he didn't move.

Shen Qingmei, who was sitting across from her, didn't care about her cold expression at all, "Be obedient, eat more, you see you've lost weight." ”

"I'll probably be much better off if you stay away from me, Shen Qingmei, let me go, I really thank you. Han Yixiang frowned and said, he was such a gentle person, but he was forced to speak in such a tone.

Shen Qingmei put down his chopsticks, "Isn't what I made delicious? Didn't you like it before?"

Han Yixiang sighed, "It used to be before, now it is now, you used to be my best friend, and now you ......"

"What about now? Huh, someone who plots against you?" Shen Qingmei's eyes flashed with danger, and his lazy and charming temperament was no longer there.

"What do you want? I have already given you everything you want, Zhao Yanlin has given it to you, and you have also got the power of the Shen family, you said back then, we will go our separate ways, why do you regret it now?" Han Yixiang tried hard to make herself speak well, she didn't want to quarrel with this crazy woman.

Shen Qingmei walked to Han Yixiang's side, walked around behind her, and hooked a strand of her hair with her fingers, "Back then, I robbed Zhao Yanlin with you, and you cried like pear blossoms and rain, and my heart was broken, at that time, I thought, how can he make you cry, and then I destroyed the Zhao family." Those miscellaneous pieces of the Shen family, they have been disgusting since they were children, and they are still disgusting when they grow up, and they dare to pay attention to you, you are my best friend, my only baby, how dare they, huh? Later, I made them all mentally ill, and they are still in the hospital. Xiaoxiang, do you know, I have been waiting for you for so many years, waiting for you to grow from a little girl to a big girl, waiting for you to learn how to love someone and care for someone, but unfortunately, you have learned everything, and the person who taught you is not me. Shen Qingmei's voice was very good, but Han Yixiang only felt like falling into an ice cave, and his whole person was trembling slightly.

She wrapped her hands around herself, her fingers pressed tightly on her shoulders, "What happened to Zhao Yanlin......

Shen Qingmei bent down, pillowed his head on Han Yixiang's shoulder, tilted his face slightly, and said close to her ear: "He learned how to serve people in prison, accompany me well, I won't kill him, okay?"

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