Sixfold acceleration spell, a roar that tore through the air.

Ye Mingyu looked through the rearview mirror and saw that the disciples were gradually thrown away.

The pale light shrouded in the canopy, ripples like fish scales, it was an enchantment.

Who exactly arose this?

And what does it do?

Strange sensations come over me, it's the sense of drama that comes from performing on stage.

Ye Mingyu became more and more aware that a pair of invisible hands were manipulating all this.

He could have worked hard to figure out who was behind it, but it would be a bit of a hassle.

So in a state of abundance of faith.

Adapting to change is a good strategy.

So far, events have been going fairly well.

But how to say it exactly?

There are still things that are wrong.

The heartbeat of the girl behind her was transmitted to herself.

This kind of heartbeat rate is so violent that even if you are afraid, it stands to reason that it will not reach this frequency, and if it were a human being, it would have been shocked.

"At the front." Satan whispered.

Ye Mingyu didn't have time to pay attention to what was ahead.

Small fireballs suddenly roared from the flanks, and the temperature around them suddenly rose.

Satan grabbed Ye Mingyu and jumped out of the car with him.

This small motorcycle, which will never stop, exploded in the firelight.

Ye Mingyu fell aside under Satan's pull.

The light of the fire filled his eyes, like hundreds of barrels of gasoline lit in the streets, and the scattered sparks announced the death of the little motorcycle.

This is no longer the Cult of the Five Fireballs.

It's a cult of five million fireballs!

"Follow me."

The sleeves of his shirt were pulled, and Ye Mingyu hurriedly turned his head.

"Here."

In order to play the role of liaison, Satan wears a modified version of the deacon costume.

At this moment, the fire swept across the street, reflecting the heroic spirit between her eyebrows, like a rose on the battlefield.

She dragged Ye Mingyu into the building beside her.

Then the barrier of prevention and control was raised.

The inside and outside of the barrier instantly became two worlds.

The sound of fireballs gradually faded away, and Ye Mingyu noticed the atmosphere here.

The pink hall is dominated by frescoes on the walls of the Church of Santostan, the famous marriage hall of the Elven Imperial Court.

In addition to dust, there are ...... floating in the air

The taste of erotic powder?

What the heck?

Ye Mingyu looked at Satan with a strange look in his eyes.

And Satan was speechless.

She looked down at the ground at her feet, not knowing what to do next.

You can't be so uncompetitive, little Satan!

You are the demon king of the demon world, and in front of you is your former subordinate, although he usually avoids you, but this is just a shy disguise!

The two of them, who have feelings for each other, have finally come to the love hotel, and they can't just leave without doing anything!

This time, this time it must be ......

"Hey, I said ......"

"Huh?" When Satan heard Ye Mingyu's voice, he raised his head in a panic, straightened his hair that was blown by the wind, and his voice trembled, "Yes...... Is there something wrong? ”

It looks like a shivering white rabbit.

Ye Mingyu was a little speechless.

He looked at the smooth floor, which reflected his face like a mirror.

As handsome as ever, nothing is wrong?

Isn't it a blue-faced and fanged devil, as for being afraid of being like this?

"Oops, Your Majesty's cultivation is not enough, she is already starting to get nervous!"

The demon think tank noticed this scene and their hearts sank.

In the abyss, there is a fact that almost all demons know except for the demon king himself.

- Every time Your Majesty faces Ye Mingyu, it is equivalent to experiencing a forbidden spell-level will interference.

Will interfere once successful.

At worst, they are stupid and panicked, and at worst, they are hot-headed and make indescribable acts!

"Launch an emergency rescue strategy," the old servant calmed his nervousness, "now that the big thing is undecided, everything is still in time, what about our secret agents?" Hurry up and get out ......."

The voice did not fall.

The little bad demon who manipulated the artifact model suddenly exclaimed:

"Wait, there's a problem, our enchantment has been impacted!"

The entire space began to shake, and there were even faint signs of collapse.

Thick whirlpools swirled around each place, like a stream of water swirling into the eye of the pool, and in the gray-black air current, the space-time worm opened its bloody mouth.

"Damn, someone attacked!"

The signal of contact with Satan is forced into chaos.

The silver circle flowed, and the old servant took out his wand, and the incantation he chanted flew like sealed rune paper, turning into streamers at various cracks, trying to fill the cracks.

However, there is no use for eggs.

"It's the Demon God of Deception, this guy is against us!" The bull demon roared in anger.

He sensed the power of the deceitful demon god.

The power of faith from the other side of the altar surged and seeped into every part of the space.

The old servant's face turned blue.

At the top of the chaotic space, the rampant laughter of the deceitful demon god was heard.

The two faces are entangled and twisted, changing shapes above, sometimes sad and sometimes happy, sometimes sad and sometimes angry.

This is the Demon God of Deception, who is himself a collection of disguises in the world.

"He wants to trap His Majesty......" The old servant suddenly understood the other party's purpose.

From this moment on, this is no longer a drill.

It's a pity that Satan, on the other side of the space, knows nothing about this.

She looked at Ye Mingyu with a red face, and as soon as she said the word "I", she bit her tongue.

It hurts.

Satan looked at him with teary eyes.

If it was normal, Ye Mingyu would definitely tease a few words, at least get a little cheap on his lips first.

But the lymphocytes in the body suddenly become restless.

I don't know when, the tonsil emblem is becoming more and more strange, and now it also has its own early warning function, which is a hundred times more reliable than the left eyelid jump, and the right eyelid beat.

Now that the changes are prominent, there must be a reason.

But what's wrong?

"It's so quiet here." Ye Mingyu frowned and said.

"Huh? It's normal, it's a secret stronghold after all......"

Satan tells a clumsy lie.

Of course, she knew the reason: the demon think tank activated the strategic-level artifact and took away all the passers-by.

But you can't tell Ye Mingyu the truth, in fact, the girl in front of you is the demon king Satan, and she has gathered the power of the entire demon world to brush up your favorability......

This kind of thing, just thinking about it, is going to die socially.

"Even if it's a secret stronghold, it's not like there's not even a figure, go in and have a look."

Ye Mingyu motioned for Satan to follow.

He scanned his surroundings with his peripheral vision, and everything became eerie.

The church of Santostan in the mural is stained with black dust at some point, but unlike the dust, they flutter slightly, not in the hotel, but in the depths of the mural.

Stepping through the cold marble floor, everything in front of me, whether it was the counter or the stone pillars that supported the ceiling, became much sharper.

In front of the counter is a welcoming lady with a formulaic smile:

"Welcome."

Ye Mingyu took out his staff, hid Satan behind him, and stepped forward step by step.

"Open a room." He said.

"Welcome."

The smile of the counter lady remained the same, like a sculpture frozen there.

Then more and more counter ladies came out from all directions, surrounding Ye Mingyu and Satan.

It's like through the wall.

In the walls, in the floor, in the ceiling, they leaned out.

With the same face and the same perfect smile on his face, he said exactly the same line:

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