Magic Palace, bamboo forest, pavilion.

The man held a black and white chess piece, facing the intricate chessboard, and did not drop the white piece in his right hand for a long time.

"She's been using sword idiots as an excuse lately."

"Don't kill people, and don't care about the affairs of the Demon Palace, the bloody ceremony is hasty, in the past, this kind of killing occasion is her favorite."

"Whether it is Huajin Palace or Heixia Palace, she has performed exercises in the middle of the night one after another, and it doesn't look like a serious injury at all......"

"Even the previous assassination...... The red clothes also survived......"

After thinking for a long time, he put the chess pieces back into the chess box, moved his gaze, and placed it on Elder Sun, who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, and said, "Don't act rashly in the near future, observe the situation." ”

"Also, find out what the sword idiot is doing."

"Yes."

Elder Sun respectfully retreated, not even daring to look at the chess player, counting the floor tiles the whole way.

"Are the floor tiles pretty?"

Ye Ran Bai looked at the Twilight Shadow Brothers' gaze to the floor tiles under their feet, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's not good-looking, only the demon lord is good-looking." The Twilight Brothers opened their mouths to be a sycophant.

Eh, it's so straightforward, I'm embarrassed.

I was wrong, every time I thought you were simple and upright, you slapped me in the face with facts.

Regarding the story explained by Twilight, Ye Ranbai was very delicate in his heart after listening to it.

Be lenient in confession and strict in resisting.

It's the usual routine.

Ye Ranbai was not prepared to ask at all, how many moths appeared in the Demon Palace during the time when she was in love with her brother.

However, it can't stand Twilight's uprightness.

After returning to the palace, he honestly got rid of his old bottom.

To sum up, it is an urn to catch a turtle and then there are turtles in it, a fish eats the turtle, happily jumps out of the cage, and finally finds that the eaten turtle is a fake turtle.

Then the fish gets angry and destroys the turtle's cage, only to accidentally release the crocodile in the cage, and the fish burps.

The truth is everything that the turtle designed, using itself as bait to turn a group of fish around.

Ye Ranbai said that her smart little brain really couldn't come up with such a complicated plan.

One ring after another, it's like staging a power show.

How long is the brain, can you give this seat a point?

"Well, I'll know, and you'll take care of the rest." For Ye Ranbai, who was still a little confused after listening, if he didn't understand something, don't meddle casually, messing up is a small matter, and shaking out the vest is a big problem.

Professional things have to be done by professionals, laymen look at the results, and when necessary, shouting "" is the best encouragement.

"Demon Lord, what should Rong Ye do?"

Rong Ye, the source of the catastrophe of the power plot, because she interrupted the bloody ceremony and milded the exercises, but she failed to make people leave naturally.

Ye Ranbai slapped his thoughts to death, and in the spirit of carrying out love and peace, he said: "Suspend the leader of the demon army...... If there's something you can't easily solve, send him to do it. ”

The words, which are very euphemistic, are hinting to Twilight that if they commit a crime and want to find the person who carries the black cauldron, it will be good to throw it to Rong Ye.

Demon Lord, for his sake.

Twilight was so moved that she almost shouted, "I wish to smear the demon lord's liver and brain, and die for myself."

However, the words of allegiance were blocked back by Ye Ranbai's next question:

"When did the Deputy Demon Lord come back?"

Come back?

Interrupting from her train of thought, Twilight reacted, and then said:

"The Demon Lord, the Deputy Demon Lord came out of retreat half a month ago."

Lying on the grass, opening your mouth is a mistake! Sure enough, clichés are a difficult job.