Before setting out for the expedition, Ye Ranbai heard a member of the Demon Palace quietly chewing on the root of his tongue.

"It's been a long time since the Demon Lord has killed anyone."

"Yes, the demon lord's temper seems to have improved a lot recently, and today's leaders are just calling people in alone, and they haven't used the palace rules."

"That's right, that's right, according to the past, even the most favored Yanxuan Palace Master had to be injured."

"Has the Demon Lord encountered anything happy lately?"

"No, I've heard that the Demon Lord seems to be injured."

……

The strength is on top, the ears are like opening the light, and the leaves that have become clairvoyants are white, and when I hear this conversation, my heart is really terrifying.

She hadn't been to the Demon Palace for a few days, and she wasn't irritable enough to speak?

The gentle standard of the Demon Palace, is it so low!

Along the way, Ye Ranbai was thinking about how to play an irascible and ruthless role.

Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

"Female devil, I can destroy your palace, and I can also let you run away again!"

In the army of demons, a middle-aged man in white stood in front of the army, and a scar on his eyebrows added a bit of seriousness, lowering the handsome appearance of the whole face a lot.

Ye Dye Bai didn't squeak, and there were some doubts in his eyes.

The face of the enemy general is familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.

It wasn't for the besieging enemy when they first crossed over, and the faces of those people had long been firmly remembered by Ye Ranbai.

If you have a (fake) secondary eye in the center of your eyebrows, and add a trident, you can call a second brother.

The second brother is a little old, it would be nice to be younger.

Well?

Young......

"Who are you? Get your name in! ”

Rong Ye stepped forward and roared, his two-meter-tall body, like a copper wall, suppressed the momentum of the middle-aged man in white.

"The deity is the deputy sect master of the Divine Sect, Tu Jian, and the name of Hualong Daoist."

When Ye Ranbai heard the word Shenzong, he carefully looked at the Hualong Dao people, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and he finally completed his memory, remembering where he had seen this face.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and Ye Ranbai already had a good way to stop the war.

"I don't know the people of Hualong Dao, can I know the people of Huadong Dao?"

The female devil spoke, and Hua Long Daoren's face changed slightly, and there were some bad guesses in his heart.

"The East China Daoist is the biological son of the Hualong Daoist, how can he not recognize it?" Yan Xuan chuckled and picked up Ye Ranbai's words.

These words are very technical, which makes the opening under Ye Ranbai more convincing.

"Coincidentally, my subordinates met the East China Daoist not long ago, saying that the East China Daoist wanted to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and was willing to return to the Demon Palace."

The lie was said very smoothly, and Ye Ranbai was very proud of the four words of abandoning the dark and casting the light.

This is how the art of language was born.

At this moment, Hualong Daoren's face turned completely black.

Yan Xuan waved his handkerchief on the side and continued to answer seamlessly:

"East China Dao people know each other so well, as elders, teach by word and deed, Hualong Dao people secretly want to return to the Demon Palace for a long time~"

"Our Demon Palace, but there is everything~"

Words, answers, and Xuan have a unique trill, his eyes are discharged, and he doesn't know the situation, but he thinks he has fallen in love with Hualong Dao.

For Yan Xuan's obvious reversal of right and wrong, Ye Ranbai admired Ye Ranbai very much.

I began to wonder if I had inadvertently said something.

Regarding the capture of the East China Daoist alive, except for her brother, no one should know.

Of course, even if you know, you can't be right.

No one would have thought that the Demon Palace Demon Lord, who was above 10,000 people, would sneak out to experience life.

Yan Xuan is amazing, he can play a double reed without a script.

Something big mattered, Ye Ranbai was about to speak, when he was suddenly interrupted by a strong divine sense fluctuation.

"East China, in, in your hands?"

In the army of demons, a blue figure walked out.

The mountains and rivers floated on the snow-white long sword, and the voice was cold, but the eyes were tightly locked on the leaf dyeing white.

For a moment, Ye Ranbai actually had the illusion of being seen through!

You don't need to use a sword to kill invisibly!

This is sword cultivation!