Chapter 528: Terrifying Painting Demonic Magic

Cold sweat trickled down the dark elf's forehead, and he suddenly became nervous after listening to Han Bing's words.

Although the dark elves came from the dark world, he knew that in the vast and endless dark world, the dark elves were just a small character.

"If you appear here, will you lure out the real terrifying masters in the dark world? ”

The facts soon confirmed the dark elf's suspicions.

In a depression on the hillside, a thick cloud of black smoke suddenly appeared.

Thick black smoke condensed on the hillside and then slowly spread again. It slowly darkened all around.

The exclamations of the villagers came and went.

The ice retreated from the hillside and blended into the crowd of fleeing people.

"Don't panic, let's light the torches first!" In the midst of the chaos, the old village chief shouted.

There was not just one, but more than a dozen torches! In the thick darkness, the light of more than a dozen torches gave people a sense of security to a greater or lesser extent.

The crowd slowly calmed down, everyone huddled together, and everyone's eyes looked around in horror.

The cold ice was already feeling bad, and the thick darkness was mixed with a biting chill.

Han Bing didn't care yet, but these ordinary villagers couldn't stand the cold. The villagers' teeth were so cold that they were huddled and shivering.

Han Bing gritted his teeth, and he suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

More than a dozen torches could not illuminate the thick darkness in front of them.

Just as the villagers looked around in surprise, a clear flute suddenly sounded in the thick darkness. As soon as the flute sounded, there was a momentum that soared into the sky.

A beautiful young girl, holding a piccolo, slowly walked out of the darkness.

The girl moved lightly, shook Miaoman's figure, and walked out of the darkness with a smile, her skin was soft and delicate, and her lips were lightly opened, revealing two big front teeth, and a pair of eyes as clear as the cold stars of the autumn night, as if full of spring water. The pair of eye-catching mini dimples looks even more youthful and playful.

Han Bing was stunned.

The golden giant was stunned.

The Dark Elves were stunned.

All the villagers were stunned.

The girl put away the piccolo and took out a milky white square silk handkerchief from her bosom. She held a silk handkerchief in her left hand and a silver needle in her right hand. The bright red thread passed through the eye of the needle, and the movement, the gesture, was so chic that it made people jealous.

The first to react was the dark elves.

The dark elf stared at the big eyes and exclaimed, "Gu King?"

The Golden Giant didn't know about the Gu King. These villagers didn't know about the Gu King either.

But Han Bing knew. He never dreamed that the terrifying Demon Gu King of the Dark World would also come. He didn't even expect that the terrifying Gu King was actually a beautiful woman who captivated the country and the city.

The ordinary dark demon Gu turned Zhao Jingcheng upside down. If it's the Gu King, then it's worth it?

The Gu King glanced at everyone, then lowered his head and concentrated on embroidering something on the square silk handkerchief. No one knows, what is the Gu King embroidering?

Everyone didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the Gu King's gourd, except for the dark elves.

The dark elves looked at the Gu King's dancing gestures, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.

The cold ice has sensed that something is wrong, and what can make the dark elves nervous and scared must be the existence of extreme horror.

The dark elf wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered to himself, "Draw demons...... Draw a magic ...... Terrible painting ......"

Han Bing's face slowly changed and became ugly.

The Demon Sutra is the self-creation of the gods and demons, and there are hundreds of terrifying evil arts recorded on it. Planting faces, painting demons, and many more terrifying evil arts. The gods and demons died in the war of the gods. The Demon Sutra of the Maddy is nowhere to be found. I didn't expect that the Gu King would actually draw magic magic! Could it be that there is any connection between this beautiful woman and the gods and demons?

The dark elf seemed to have taken a fancy to Han Bing's thoughts, he sighed, and suddenly said: "The Gu King is the youngest daughter of the gods and demons madness! ”

The Ice Chill Spirit shuddered, and he looked at the needle and thread in the Gu King's hand, and a chill had already arisen in his heart.

The Gu King suddenly raised his head, glanced at the dark elf, and then looked at the silk handkerchief in his hand, and smiled strangely.

The dark elf's eyes widened and he gasped, "What are you embroidering...... Is it me?"

Gu Wang Wan'er smiled: "What do you mean by embroidering? I embroidered your master." ”

As the Gu King spoke, he suddenly threw the square silk handkerchief in his hand out heavily.

Milky silk handkerchief!

Bright red silk thread!

The fire on the silk handkerchief is lifelike and vivid.

Just as everyone looked at the silk handkerchief flipping in the air in surprise, a white light suddenly flashed on the silk handkerchief.

The milky silk handkerchief was gone, and a wizened old man appeared in front of the dark elves.

With a withered face, closed eyes, a loose cream-white robe, and a string of skull rosaries in his skinny hands like chicken feet.

Huo Cong, the old man in front of him, turned out to be Huo Cong!

The dark elves froze.

Han Bing was also stunned.

Huo Cong closed his eyes and faced the dark elf with a cold expression.

"From now on, the Gu King is your master!" Huo Cong said coldly.

The dark elf hissed, "You...... How is this ...... Possibly?"

Huo Cong frowned: "This is my order, if you dare to disobey, I will kill you!"

The dark elf trembled: "I...... I...... Can't do it...... You're not my master, you're ...... You're just embroidered by the Demon Gu King......"

The corners of Huo Cong's mouth twitched suddenly, and he suddenly made a move, gently patting the dark elf's short body.

The dark elves didn't have time to dodge, and were slapped by Huo Cong.

"You...... It's really mine...... The master ......" The dark elf trembled and burst into tears, and he suddenly knelt down in front of Huo Cong and cried loudly.

Huo Cong's eyes were still closed, and there was still no expression on his thin face.

"From now on, the Gu King is your master!" Huo Cong's voice suddenly became sharp: "This is my order, did you hear it?"

The dark elf fell to his knees and said with tears streaming down his face, "I hear you...... From now on, the Gu King will be my master. ”

Huo Cong nodded, and there was finally a hint of joy on his thin and indifferent face.

Han Bing stood aside in a daze, the dark elf who was still invincible just now has now become a subordinate of the Gu King!

The Gu King understated and took down the Dark Elves without much effort.

The little ice in the eyes of the dark elves, what can they do to compete with the Gu King?

The ice was retreating! However, he was not willing to flee! He finally found the legendary treasure of gold and silver with great effort and heavy price. Now, the endless treasure of gold and silver is trampled under his feet, how can he be willing to leave?

(End of chapter)