Back in the lounge, Tang Ming leaned against the door, gasping for breath.

What Professor Qiao appeared in the magic mirror was a thick black mist, that is, the old guy was the great demon above Mo Wei.

Magic Wei, divided into small magic Wei and big magic Wei.

Little Mo Wei belongs to the peak of the lower third order, at this level, not only is the magic power powerful, it is said that the life span is more than twice that of ordinary people, and he can easily live to be one hundred and fifty years old. Little Demon Wei is much more terrifying than the big demon soldier, even if he has not been to the demon world and has not grown demon wings, he can easily pinch a big demon soldier to death.

It is emphasized in "The Complete Book of Satan" that a little demon with no magic wings has five times the magic power of a big demon soldier with magic wings, and can drive many magic spells. The Little Demon can drive one low-level spell, the Great Demon can drive a lower-level mid-level spell, and the Little Demon Wei can drive five lower-level mid-level spells. There are instances of small demon soldiers skipping the level to challenge the big demon soldiers, but there is almost no successful record of the big demon soldiers jumping over the level to challenge the little demon Wei.

If the old guy made a move just now, even if the Death Demon came to help, Tang Ming would not be an opponent one hundred percent.

It's also thanks to the fact that he didn't bring the spirit demon wallet and the golden vest, and also thanks to the demon king law on the magic mirror, otherwise it would definitely arouse the old guy's vigilance.

It seems that the strength of the Rhona and Huygens families is even more terrifying than expected, and only one subordinate who came to collect the corpse has the strength of the Demon Wei level. Now talking about revenge is completely fantastical, for him, the first task is how to get rid of Rona's tracking and how to control the East Asian emperor.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea, see that you are so frightened that you are not possessed, where is a little bit of the style of a golden vest?" Still in a daze, a cold snort came from the reception room.

The voice is hoarse and unpleasant, and it is difficult to distinguish between men and women, but it is very familiar.

Tang Ming Huo Ran opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the reception room, and his heart sank again.

On the sofa in the reception room sat a bloated man in a white suit, wearing a white cap, white gloves, and a wide white scarf around his neck, covering most of his pale face, looking at Tang Ming with an extremely cold gaze.

The man in the white suit was drinking tea with a tea cup, and the smell of tea and the rising white mist made his face look unreal.

This face is indeed not his true face, because in Wan Xiaogang's memory, the owner of this face is one of his subordinates, and after being killed by him, he made a human skin mask, and most of his human skin masks were handed over to the person in front of him. Every time this person meets Wan Xiaogang, he appears in a different face, sometimes a woman, sometimes a man, with a strange voice, different mannerisms, and even a different temperament, which is elusive.

"Lord Shen, you're here." Tang Ming wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, smiled a little, and walked quickly into the reception room.

"Well, I'll come and see you."

"Lord Xie cares!" Tang Ming bowed.

"Sit down, looking at you like this, you should be going to see Professor Qiao, right?" Lord Shen handed over a cup of tea and looked Tang Ming up and down.

Tang Ming bowed down and took it, and sat down slightly cramped: "My lord! You guessed right, I was sent by Wang Dafu to give Professor Qiao a meeting gift, that old guy is not only so high that he is scared to death, but also extremely vicious, just entered, without saying a word, the muzzle of the gun was directly on the head, if I didn't argue with reason, I'm afraid I will never see you again. Poor Zhou Feng's little assistant was tortured alive into a puddle of mud, and when I came out, the little assistant was already dying, and it was estimated that he couldn't climb out of No. 8868. ”

Lord Shen didn't say anything for a long time, and suddenly sneered: "The old guy is like this, he is the real demon." Otherwise, how can he achieve Mowei? Take care of my errand, and I will find a way to make you a true demon, and at that time, you will find that in fact, what the old guy did was nothing more than pediatrics. ”

"Yes, I must be right behind you. Sir, you've beaten that old guy, right? Tang Ming said tentatively.

"You doubt my methods?" Layers of coercion suddenly burst out from Lord Shen's body, causing the coffee table to buzz.

"Don't dare, don't dare! My lord, I'm afraid that if you come to me and run into Professor Qiao, it won't be good to fight. Tang Ming pretended to be sincerely frightened, and hurriedly bowed to the side.

"Sit down, you don't have the guts. It stands to reason that I am not his opponent, he is a little Mowei after all. But I'm not at his mercy, he's just like you, he's never been to the Demon Realm, he doesn't have feathers on his back, and his attack speed is average. A hairless bare pig, even if you barely buy a fake hair, you can't fly fast, you can't fly high, although I can't beat it, but you can fly high. For example, this is the 88th floor, and if I dare to jump from here, the old guy will dare to jump, because there is no artificial lower wing that dares to fly up to 300 meters. Do you understand? ”

"Your Excellency! But my lord, I don't know a little, since the old guy has never been to the Demon Realm, why can he advance so quickly? Tang Ming continued to probe, this question had also bothered him for a long time, and he was originally going to ask the Jie Demon Envoy, but that guy was so busy every time that he slipped away before he could speak.

Lord Shen was silent for a long time, and finally said: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, if the devil wants to advance, in addition to cultivating with magic crystals, he can also improve his cultivation by enslaving people." ”

"Enslaving people?" Tang Ming was puzzled, there was no introduction to this aspect in the "Complete Book of Satan".

"Yes. It is not ordinary people who are enslaved, but angels. Enslaving a little angel and letting it cross his breath for himself is equivalent to absorbing a piece of medium-grade magic crystal at a time; If it is an archangel, one crossing qi is equivalent to 10 medium-grade magic crystals. If my guess is correct, the old guy must have enslaved three or five little angels in his hands, and with these angels to cross his qi for him, of course his cultivation speed is faster. ”

"Oh, I see." Tang Ming suddenly realized.

He remembered that in the satanic space, the Demon Envoy had been tricking him into buying little angels to serve him, and it turned out that there was really something special about it. Buying a little angel, but 30 lower grade magic crystals, and the magic power obtained is equivalent to 100 lower grade magic crystals, which not only enjoys the service, but also improves the cultivation, which is indeed very cost-effective.

But he didn't want to do this, on the one hand, he didn't have a lot of money, and he didn't have many magic crystals and spirit stones to squander; On the other hand, there is always a light in his heart that has not been extinguished, and this light makes him resist this inhuman act from the bottom of his heart. When the love fell back into his heart, he despised this practice even more.

Just as Tang Ming was pondering, Lord Shen sneered: "Don't be whimsical, if you want to enslave angels, you can't do it by violence, with your current magic power, it won't work." Or do it for me wholeheartedly, do it well, and when I find the relevant spell and successfully enslave the angel, I will naturally reward you with one or two opportunities to cross the qi, and this time will not be very far away. ”

"Yes, sir!" Tang Ming hurriedly said.

"The tea is cold, let's drink tea." Lord Shen pointed to the teacup in Tang Ming's hand, his eyes were very cold, and his tone was like an order.

"Oh, well, drink tea, and you can drink it too!" Tang Ming bent down to pick up the teacup, drank it all in one gulp without hesitation, and after drinking, he also hiccuped.

Lord Shen's gaze softened a lot, and he said, "There are a few things that you need to handle immediately. First thing, Lan Yuer bought a heart-shaped pendant at the Christmas charity auction and snatched it. ”

"Pendant? No, my lord, it's a rotten stone, and no one wants to take it over even if the little witch screams out of her throat. Tang Ming said in surprise.

"Nope! It should be a spiritual treasure, you have all been deceived by the priest, we must grab it as soon as possible. When Lord Shen spoke, a large amount of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and there was a little fear in the ruthlessness.