After the river crab beast was fooled, in front of Ye Mingyu, it communicated with the god of the underworld.

As the number one member of the united front, the god of the underworld was tragically exposed!

But a blessing in misfortune.

He was in the underworld, and Ye Mingyu didn't have time to travel across planes to find trouble for the time being.

And even if there is time.

Ye Mingyu will not throw watermelons for sesame seeds.

This hidden "idle egg" criminal group is definitely not composed of just one person.

As a greedy man, if you want to do it, you can make it big!

What is the ability to only catch the god of the underworld? Where is the comfort of catching it all!

After these things were done, the river crab beast began its spy career in a daze.

Ye Mingyu was preparing for the evening meeting.

That what the hell is going on, it sounds like it's very powerful.

You have to be cautious!

Be mentally prepared in advance, if the negotiation breaks down, you have to kill the other party first!

This powerful and brutal enemy, once given them a chance to breathe, will use all kinds of disgusting means.

For example, kidnapping Lu Xiaoxi or abducting Yeyezi.

The situation is dangerous.

Ye Mingyu must take precautions.

Around six o'clock in the evening.

"The tail scales of the Gemeng beast, the heart of the ice ghost, a bottle of dragon blood, and a super-concentrated fierce magic missile...... Forget it, I don't bring this. ”

Ye Mingyu muttered, stood by the table, and stuffed various alchemy materials into his backpack.

To the left of the alloy table, the saint sat on a chair with her chin resting on the back, staring at her slender ivory nails, and asked boredly:

"Do you want me to come with you?"

"No need, after all, it's the Intelligence Chamber of Commerce, I'm afraid they'll recognize your identity."

"This is indeed a problem, and I accept your concern."

The saint said, brushing the lock of fine hair from her ear, licking her lips, and smiling.

All in all, very tempting.

Ye Mingyu said in his heart, are you really not the reincarnation of a succubus?

But as a gentleman, especially when he is about to face important negotiations, he is unlikely to make any out-of-the-ordinary moves before the negotiations.

He said, "I'm out," and left under the gaze of the saint.

At seven o'clock, the night was already rising, the lights were lit with the stars, and the music was coming from the café.

Ye Mingyu took a car and went to the agreed place.

The magic car drove over the Champs-Élysées, and the Empire State Building towered into dark clouds in the distance.

He got off near the Empire State Building.

"Right here." Ye Mingyu said to the driver.

"Here?" The driver was stunned.

Normal people will feel hairy in their hearts when they come here.

Around the Empire State Building at this moment, the scarlet illumination circle is circling, which is completely different from the fire tree and silver flower in Champs Town, and it can even be said that it is two worlds.

"That's right."

Ye Mingyu got out of the car. Watching the magic guide car that is leaving quickly.

The roar of the engine faded away, and he was the only one left here.

In front of him was a hollow sunken at a forty-five degree angle, and next to it stood a parking lot sign, dyed with a shimmering red glow along with the circle.

"Can't you just order something from the sun?"

Ye Mingyu complained, without the slightest fear, and entered the parking lot.

There was a hint of coldness from the mage's robe on his body, the alchemy materials prepared in the satchel on his waist, and the long-handled staff in his right hand walked down the slope step by step.

Bang!

Bang!

Stepping on the stone gray parking lot floor, the spotlights on both sides suddenly hit.

The darkness of the parking lot was swept away by brilliant lighting effects.

The ground was full of all kinds of rune stickers, and when the wind blew, the stickers all over the wall rattled, and the stickers were printed with twisted lines, flowing with the color of molten gold.

Demon language.

Ye Mingyu recognized the words on the sticker.

Since it is a modern magical society, the existence of demon kings and brave men is indispensable in history.

Where there are demon kings, there are naturally demons.

The dark sun and the abyss of flowing magma inhabit the kings and lords of the commander's side.

These stickers are engraved with their language.

Suddenly, I remembered the young headmaster's reminder that the intelligence chamber might have a connection with the demons - now it seems that most of the news is true.

Ye Mingyu stepped on the rattling rune paper.

The wind whipped the corners of the traditional mage's robes, revealing light brown animal skin boots.

Inexplicably, there is some inner taste of a mysterious mage challenging the demon king.

Ten meters in front of Ye Mingyu.

A throne-like chair sits in the center of all the spotlights.

On the chair, a girl with horns plays with a single-lens reflex camera in her hand, and behind her are two rows of servants in pitch-black deacon uniforms.

After the spotlight was on, the girl's already fair face looked even more pale.

Just like the delicate makeup of the dead in the coffin at the time of the funeral.

It seems that she has lived in the abyss for a long time, and even the light can deprive her of the color of blood.

"It's a long-lost human breath."

The girl said.

I picked up a DSLR camera and took a picture, and after checking it, I nodded with satisfaction.

Then she rose from her throne and raised her chin haughtily.

The agate-like pupils faintly reflected a scarlet light.

"You don't need to introduce yourself, you must have guessed my identity."

Ye Mingyu didn't speak.

The girl lifted the corner of her skirt and bowed slightly, raised her head and chuckled:

"It's an honor to see you again, a reincarnated person in this realm, an immortal thing that has gone through thousands of epochs, I am the Demon King Satan, of course, I prefer to call you - dear betrayer."

Ye Mingyu clenched his staff.

This was the second reason why he was reluctant to bring the Holy Maiden.

He had heard that the Intelligence Chamber of Commerce was related to the Demon Clan, and he guessed that there was this old man standing behind the Chamber of Commerce.

Defector.

A stinging-sounding appellation.

But Ye Mingyu is not qualified to refute.

Because as far as the facts are concerned, in that war between the demon king and the brave, he did defect.

As the Demon King's henchman, he inherited the will of the dead brave, and then stabbed the holy sword into her heart.

The severed tip of the sword is probably still in her body.

"It's all old grudges, if you just want to talk about that, I'll not accompany you." Ye Mingyu said indifferently.

"Then let's talk about something else, well, you want me to give up claiming compensation for the damage to the school district? Yes. ”

Satan looks like a good talker.

She fiddled with the camera in her hand, as if adjusting the focus, and at the same time replied easily:

"The wealth of the world has no meaning to the demon king."

Satan snapped his fingers, and the deacon handed over a document and stamped it for her.

Then he threw the file over.

The paper infused with magic was as sharp as a boomerang, cutting across Ye Mingyu's cheek, and he used a spell to freeze it.

Ye Mingyu held the document in his hand.

"You also released the news about me?" He stared at Satan closely.

The girl demon king yawned and winked playfully:

"Of course, do you like this greeting gift?"

"It's annoying, and it's a violation of my personal privacy."

"I'm sorry about that!"

Satan really put on an apologetic posture, put his hands together in front of him, pursed his lips, and looked at him very cutely:

"I can delete this information, it's very simple, just a few conditions."

Condition?

As long as it's not excessive, you can say yes.

After all, as long as the hot search continues, his life in the abandoned house will be thrown into a mess.

Ye Mingyu pondered for a moment:

"Tell me about it."

"Come back to me." Satan said with a smile.

"That's not the only thing."

"It's really resolute, in that case, the negotiations broke down, and I failed again."

Satan is still laughing.

The camera hanging around her neck fell in front of her, and she looked at Ye Mingyu.

In the white spotlight, only the rune paper rattled.

The pupils reflect the delicate face of a girl.

The smile is shallow, like a crooked crescent moon.

But don't know why?

Ye Mingyu looked at this innocent smile, and always had a sad feeling.