"Your name is Kim Sun-rae?"

Ye Xuanming, the leader of the Seven Killings Sect, had an incomprehensible smile on his face, just like this, like a fierce beast that eats people and does not spit out bones, entrenched on the throne of the Demon Palace at this height.

Here, it's a little strange.

There were only three of them, and no other Demon Cultists appeared.

Could it be that seeing him Jin Shanlai this little minion, the dignified Seven Killings Sect Master even secretly received him?

Hehe.

twitching the corners of his mouth, Kim Sun-rae wished he hadn't come to die.

This devil doesn't look at his tender meat, but secretly thinks about stewing him and steaming him.

Kim Sun-rae shuddered twice.

has never been so cowardly, standing in front of this Ye Xuanming, he Jin Shanlai is not a human being. Maybe it's just a white chopped chicken, and it's not enough to stuff the teeth.

The trembling poor little cabbage was messy in the wind, and when he heard that the sect leader actually knew his name, he shook the courage of his whole body.

Surrendered his hand, cheered up his spirit, and replied solemnly to this cannibal demon:

"Yes! The little one is Kim Sun-lai, who is willing to obey the instructions of the sect leader. ”

The sound was like a bell, and Jin Zhukuai's voice suddenly increased an octave because of the desire to survive.

In this ghostly demon hall, there are still echoes.

"Huh. The fire unicorn says you're loyal and smart. But so? ”

Depend on! Ye Xuanming is actually praising him?

And on the secret letter sent by the fierce and vicious Fire Qilin Qiu Wanzhang, could it be that all the words of praise written to ensure his service to the general altar were written?

This Wang Po sells melons and boasts, but Jin Shanlai is stunned.

Why do you think that this fire unicorn is too interesting, so loving, it makes him embarrassed.

actually bragged about him Jin Shanlai in front of this big devil?

smiled bitterly, and felt a little empty in my heart.

However, after glancing at this Ye Xuanming, he arched his hand and said, "Sect Master!" The little ones are just a little clever, and they are not worth showing off in front of the sect leader. And when it comes to this loyalty, Xiao believes that this is a necessary quality for the Seven Killings Sect members. It's not worth praising the sect leader's subordinates! ”

Finding that the demon was still kind of talkative, Kim Sun-rae calmed down.

As soon as he calmed down, his three-inch incorruptible tongue finally played to the level of the past.

said something neither humble nor arrogant, and it was very righteous and cloudy.

Hehe.

Ye Xuanming smiled, and Jin Shanlai also smiled.

Playing a drum in my heart, I don't know if this demon is happy when he laughs? Still upset?

The Seven Killings Sect Master can't be speculated by ordinary people's thinking at all.

Therefore, Jin Shanlai's clever tongue is like a spring, but it also makes him very weak-hearted.

If you're not careful, you're dead.

Every word he says now is trembling, testing the temper and bottom line of this sect leader with his life.

Fortunately, thousands of clothes are worn, and sycophants are not worn, Jin Shan finished speaking, and the Seven Killings Sect Master chuckled.

looked at Kim Sun-rae inquiringly, and there was no other weird reaction.

The air suddenly cooled down, and I was most afraid that the world would be so quiet.

Kim Sun-rae didn't know what the sect leader was looking at.

He was silent, but for the first time, he understood what it meant to be a horror that could kill people with his eyes.

The messenger stayed where he was, and he didn't know what the Sect Master was feeling.

Can you see a flower on this kid's face?

Puzzled and glanced at Jin Shanlai, who also looked at the messenger with an inexplicable expression.

Compared with Ye Xuanming, Jin Shanlai decisively felt that the envoy was kind and amiable at the moment.

Yes......

If there is a thorn in the back, what is this!

Don't be silent and pretend to be deep! Do you want to boil him or steam him, come on!

Or was the ogre wondering if his handsome boy was better off sprinkling cumin and roasting it on a fire rack?

Monk Jin Shanlai Erzhang couldn't figure it out.

In my heart, I was tormented.