"Ladies and gentlemen of Linyuan City, the materials have been transported to the City Lord's Mansion of Linyuan City, everyone go to the City Lord's Mansion and collect them according to the number of heads in the family!"

It was still the blood knife guard, and after the words fell, the people moved one after another, pouring into the city lord's mansion of Linyuan City, and soon the lively streets were left with the holy woman and Gao Fan.

"You, the Holy Maiden, asked you!" The Blood Knife guard shouted.

"My name is Gao Fan, and I am an immortal cultivator." Gao Fan looked at the corners of his arrogant mouth and replied arrogantly.

"Why did the immortal cultivators come to the Demon Realm?" The Blood Knife Guard asked, "Could it be that you were sent by the Immortal Court!" ”

Gao Fan rolled his eyes: "Who is sent by the Immortal Court, I naturally have something important to do with the Demon Realm, what do I have to do with you!" ”

"Bold!"

The temper of the Blood Knife Guard was obviously very short-tempered, and when he saw Gao Fan throwing himself face like this, he simply rushed over and slapped Gao Fan with one palm.

"Humph!" Snorted coldly, Gao Fan didn't care about the strength of the other party's infancy, and the surging demonic qi also greeted it with one palm!

"Peng!"

The offensive of both sides broke out, and the strong energy dispersed in all directions, blowing the robes of the people around them and making a hunting sound.

Feeling the powerful power in the other party's palm, Gao Fan unambiguously added another strength, the nine Rakshasa beads in his body were running wildly, and when he was so provoked, the little devil showed a bit of anger like emotion, and the demonic qi churned and directly repelled the blood knife guard!

"Hmph......" snorted, the Blood Knife Guard obviously didn't expect to suffer a loss, and took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

"I really underestimate you!" The Blood Knife Guard was furious, and he drew the blood-colored long knife behind his back and was about to fight again, but the Holy Maiden spoke.

"Stop."

The Holy Maiden spoke softly, stopping the Bloody Knife Guards who wanted to fight again.

"Yanling, don't make trouble." The holy woman said so, and then faced Gao Fan, "You said that you are an immortal cultivator, why do you have demonic energy on your body?" ”

Gao Fan accepted the invitation, hugged his arms and looked at the saint without speaking.

"If you are a demon cultivator, you can be regarded as half a demon, so I don't care about today's affairs." With that, she turned around and was about to get into the carriage.

Gao Fan rolled his eyes, glanced at the bloody knife guard who was stupidly retracting the knife, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Wait, are you from the demon capital?" ”

"Yes and what." The bloody knife guard asked with an unkind face.

"That's the case, I'm also going to the Demon Capital, can you take me for a ride?" Gao Fan thought that he was going to the Demon Capital anyway, and instead of walking slowly according to the map, it was better to follow them.

Yan Ling's eyes widened: "Are you dreaming......"

"I didn't ask you!" Gao Fan choked directly, turned his head to look at the holy woman, "Just take it as a good thing?" ”

"......" The saint was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"No! What are you, why ......" Yan Ling wanted to say more, Gao Fan frowned, this guy is really annoying.

"I don't even have that right!" The saint whispered, her tone already tinged with anger.

Yan Ling's face was stunned, and she nodded helplessly: "Okay, but we don't have any extra horses." ”

"Isn't there a carriage?" Gao Fan simply lost his face, pointed to the carriage and asked, looking at Yanling's eyes full of pride.

"You ...... the erector"

"Come on." Yan Ling was about to explode, but as soon as the saint's voice fell, a figure flashed, and Gao Fan got into the carriage, and then the saint also entered with the maid.

"Damn...... You'd better be honest with me! ”

Yan Ling roared outside the carriage, but Gao Fan didn't pay any attention to his thoughts, just watched the interior decoration of the carriage and kept smacking his lips.

The interior of the carriage is relatively simple, just a main seat, two benches and a table, but from the glittering luster of the bench table, it can be seen that it is definitely not ordinary, although it looks ordinary, in fact, it is extremely luxurious, and the tables are all placed with fruits that Gao Fan has never seen.

The saint didn't say a word after she came in, and sat on the main seat accompanied by the maid, her eyes slightly closed, exuding a quiet temperament all over her body.

"Let's go!" The roar of the wild goose was heard again outside the carriage, and with a shaking of the body, Gao Fan could feel that the car had begun to move forward.

"Are you going to go back to the Demon Capital next?" Gao Fan was an idle person, so he talked to the saint.

"Go to the City Lord's Mansion first and organize the distribution of materials for the people of Linyuan City." The saint spoke.

Gao Fan thought it was very interesting, in his impression, the saints were all cold, and the saints in front of him seemed to have questions to answer?

"Hey, what's your name?" Gao Fan asked.

"Can you ask the name of the saint?" Before the master could speak, the maid couldn't hold back, "You guy, you're so unreasonable." ”

Looking at the half-grown girl in front of her, Gao Fan rolled her eyes, and just as she was feeling bored, the holy woman spoke again: "Su Yingyu." ”

Nodding and writing down the name, Gao Fan stopped talking, and soon arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, and in Yan Ling's wide eyes, Gao Fan had to come down together to help.

There's no way, I expect someone to take me for a ride, how much strength does it take, doesn't it?

The City Lord's Mansion is located in the central area of Linyuan City, and at this time, it is surrounded by residents, and dozens of people are grouped to distribute the materials in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

The appearance of the holy maiden once again attracted everyone's attention, and the eyes that looked at her were full of reverence and love, the title of the demon saint was really not for nothing, and this kind of influence was enough to see.

"Holy Maiden." The city lord of Linyuan City had been waiting there for a long time, and when he saw Su Yingyu coming, he respectfully said.

It was a fat man with a fat body, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that his life was obviously good, and his stomach was full of oil and water.

"Well, we're here to help." The saint said softly, and her words were full of cultivation and noble temperament.

"The Holy Maiden should have welcomed us in person, where would you dare to bother the Holy Maiden!" The fat city lord smiled flatteringly, and looked at Su Yingyu's eyes full of obscenity.

"It doesn't matter." Su Yingyu said lightly, directly bypassing the city lord to participate.

The so-called materials are nothing more than some daily necessities, and the current situation in the demon world is a constant struggle between the royalists and the new royal faction, and the basic life of the people will be affected to some extent.

For example, in this Linyuan City, Gao Fan understood from the people that it was because of the war that he was poorer than in previous years, and the food and other materials brought by Su Yingyu did stabilize the people's hearts.

"Thank you, Holy Maiden!"

"The royalists will win!"

"The royalists will win!"

For the common people, the royalist faction is a member of the royal family of the demon capital since the demon lord Mo Wu Evil, and the rising new forces are called the new royal faction, which is disgusted by the people because of its warlike style.

The night of the demon world is similar to that of the mortal world, and the last batch of supplies has been distributed at nightfall, and the coolie Gao Fan shook his neck slightly, and the crowd in front of him did not disperse.

The cheers were like waves of tides, and under such momentum, Su Yingyu saluted slightly and left under the reluctant gaze of everyone.

Gao Fan followed closely behind and asked, "It's getting dark, are we going to find an inn to rest now?" ”

"No, go back to the Demon Capital." A layer of fine sweat appeared on Su Yingyu's body, and with a slender white neck, Gao Fan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

This is Su Yingyu suddenly turned around, looking at Gao Fan's eyes with a little curiosity: "Anyway, why do you want to go to the Demon Capital?" ”

Gao Fan naturally didn't want to expose himself too much, so he asked rhetorically, "Why are you in such a hurry to go back?" ”

As soon as these words came out, it was disrespectful in Yan Ling's eyes, and he was angry again: "The Holy Maiden is in a hurry to return to the Demon Capital, and is ready to participate in the battle for the qualification of the Demon Lord's reserve heir!" ”

"Demon King Reserve Heir?"