The conspiracy of the Immortal

"Do you really want to do this, King?" A gray-clothed maid knelt on one knee and bowed her head, not daring to look at the bewitching and cold noble woman in front of her. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The atmosphere was very stiff, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down the face of the woman who spoke, and the body became trembling as the noble and cold woman was silent.

"What? Are you sympathetic to her? ”

Finally, the noble cold woman spoke, and the cold tone accelerated even more, and the fear of the gray-clothed maid, she didn't dare to say more, but her head became lower and lower, gradually approaching the ground.

"Do you know what you've done wrong?" The noble and cold woman in black spoke, and the corners of her eyes lazily skimmed to the gray-clothed maid who was gradually sifting chaff on the ground.

"Slave...... Slaves...... No...... ...... "The gray-clothed maid spoke incoherently and laboriously.

"That's not clear, so you say I'll keep you for it? Well? The noble woman in black still had that cold and lazy tone, but there was a deep murderous intent hidden in her words.

Before the waitress could react, the woman in black released a killing move, and in the blink of an eye, the kneeling woman turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.

"Yo Yo Yo ...... What is this for? A low, seductive male voice came from the side of the woman in black, and the woman turned her head to look at the person.

"Lord Demon Venerable is so leisurely, he even has a hobby of listening to the corner." The woman said sarcastically.

"I didn't listen to the corner, I just talked about it." The man shrugged his shoulders innocently, as if he was so innocent, the woman in black glanced at the man next to him, with a look of disdain, as well as a thick mockery and jealousy.

"When I see the purple color of your bag, I feel like I want to vomit." The woman in black looked at the Demon Venerable with thorns.

"Yo Yo Yo ...... Could it be that your awkward little white face has finally opened up and made you happy with your son? Then I want to congratulate you. The purple-clothed Demon Venerable didn't mind Hades' sarcasm, and his face was cynical.

"You ......" Hades Rakshasa gritted his teeth as he looked at the Demon Venerable as he spoke of her pain.

Ye Yin Yu is a man that no one in these six realms dares to face her, because he is a man she has worked so hard to get, but it has taken thousands of years to get it.

Although he was still trapped now, if that woman found something like that, then everything she had been doing for years would be in smoke.

So, if you try to destroy her, she can design her once, she can design her a second time, Hades Rakshasa is full of sinister thoughts.

"Don't come to the Demon Realm in the future, you're not welcome here." The Demon Venerable issued an eviction order.

"Did you give up that treasure?" Rakshasa listened to the words of the Demon Venerable, her face was incredulous, and she used the strategy of 10,000 years ago to lure the Demon Venerable to take the bait.

"Don't use your clumsy tricks to fool me again, it's useless, you can go."

The Demon Venerable turned his back and no longer paid attention to the Rakshasa Spitting Gaze, and seeing that the Rakshasa could not be tempted, he clenched his fists and looked at the back of the Demon Venerable with a gloomy face.

"Chonglou, don't forget, even if you have a mind on her, but don't forget your own identity, what you have done, even if you want to never, it is impossible."

Demon Venerable's back stiffened slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little unhappy, but he didn't have a seizure, just snorted coldly, and walked alone towards the depths of darkness.

"Wishful thinking, even if you can't do it, there are other realms, this king doesn't believe it, and those people will have the same thoughts as you and give up the treasure."

Rakshasa is still thinking about his dreams, but often no matter how well they are prepared, they are dreams after all, not reality, so his extravagant hopes are about to fail.

But there are often so many uncertainties about things, such as ...... That person.

In the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, a purple-clothed man with golden eyes stood quietly in the center of the hall, his long purple hair tied with a golden hairband, casually draped on the side of his shoulder.

He looked nostalgic, but he looked helpless, Xiao Ran'er, is this time, am I still late? But I obviously met you at the most timely time.

The man turned around, and if he was seen by Yuran at this moment, he would be extremely surprised, because he turned out to be ......