Programmer?

The Dark Elf flashed back for a few seconds, and realized that she had never heard of such a profession or race in this world.

But her Sleeping Spell had little effect on Qiao Xiu, and the moment Qiao Xiu fell, she let her guard down a bit, but it cost her.

Qiao Xiu directly grabbed her hand in an instant, and she wanted to break free but found that her arm was like a titan python entangled, and the strength was so great that she couldn't break free at all.

The Chaos Demon's racial abilities were far superior to those of the Dark Elves, and even if this Dark Elf possessed vigorous skills and countless sinister and cunning magic, he could not break free from Qiao Xiu's shackles at this time.

This time it wasn't a friendly handshake, and it lasted only a few seconds.

For a few seconds, the dark elf only felt that her palms were filled with a cold breath, and the pain poured into her palms along with the cold breath.

She had a feeling of her soul being ripped out.

Qiao Xiu let go of her hand, and she instantly took several steps back until it was attached to the wall behind her, and then glanced at her palm.

A scarlet mark appeared in the palm of her hand, and the shape of this mark was almost the same as the mark belonging to the Bone Gong in Qiao Xiu's hand.

"I wanted to negotiate with you in a more friendly way, but it seems impossible."

Qiao Xiu's body overflowed with gray magic, full of disorderly magic power, which instantly broke the sleeping spell that the dark elf had cast on Qiao Xiu, and even the last bit of sleepiness faded from Qiao Xiu's body.

"So I can only use this slightly rough method..."

The dark elf covered the mark on his palm with his other hand, trying to use magic to erase the strange mark, but failed.

The contents of the sigil are not complicated, but the owner to whom it belongs has a power far beyond that of this dark elf.

"Master Qiao Xiu, he has been branded with the mark of a lich, and no one can keep calm..."

The dark elf gave up on her own ability to remove the mark from her hand, because she had no time left, and the spellcaster who had fallen to the ground and passed out had gradually woken up due to Qiao Xiu's intervention.

This is no longer a suitable place to talk to Joshua, and a dull gray mist fills her body, ready to deceive the knights outside by turning her appearance back into Mrs. Nishizawa's cronies.

The transformation didn't go well, the dark elf's disguise extended to the mark on her palm, and her disguise was like cracked glass in an instant, crumbling the moment it touched the mark.

The loss of her disguise ability didn't send the dark elf into a panic, and she immediately drew her dagger, turned around, and put her hand on the doorknob of the projection room.

She planned to use a forced breakout to leave the Falosi Mansion, and with the dark elves behind her, she was absolutely sure that she would be able to escape from the dozen or so knights guarding outside.

But the moment the dark elf's hand touched the doorknob, Qiao Xiu's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"If you leave like this, you won't be able to get a sample of 'This Demon Is Not Too Cold' in the future, and I don't think Duchess Kuroki will make the same mistake twice."

This sentence really made the dark elf's movements stiffen, it seems that Qiao Xiu guessed correctly, the reason why she went to great lengths to run into the screening room was for the sample film of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold".

The dark elf withdrew the dagger, turned to look at the awakening spellcaster, her fingertips running over the same inscription as she had just gone, and the poor caster fell into a deep sleep again.

She really needs to store the original spar of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold", in addition to her promise to bring the sample of "This Demon is Not Too Cold" back to the Demon Realm, there is also the side effect of relying on this movie to suppress her own abilities.

The Inquisition did give her many powerful abilities, but the side effects of those abilities were fatal.

While still in the Inquisition, she relied on the singing of the Holy Lady Herolia to ward off the crazy whispers, and after betraying the Inquisition, she found a flower-filled bush and sat quietly for the whole day to get rid of these side effects.

But the movie "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" can eliminate the negative emotions in her heart in a short period of time, and the dark elf can be sure that this movie will not get tired even if she watches it ten more times.

"Master Qiao Xiu, you have in your hands... Did you store the original hedron from this movie? ”

She glanced at the protozol that was protected by the magical barrier, and she thought that Qiao Xiu had already 'sold' the film to the Duchess.

"Of course, Mrs. Nishizawa is just an agent and a part-time 'investor.'" Qiao Xiu said.

"I need one."

The dark elf weighed it, she couldn't use magic to break those barriers in Qiao Xiu's presence, not to mention that there was still a dangerous mark on her palm.

The chaos magic attached to this mark made her entire left hand unable to perform any spell casting movements.

So at this point, the dark elf had to make a compromise.

"Although it is a principle that DVDs will only be sold a few months after the release of a movie, I see that you are a special customer, so I can sell you the original hedron that stores "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" in advance." Qiao Xiu said.

"So... At what cost? ”

The dark elf ignored what Joshua meant by 'DVD'.

She is not stupid, the value of the movie "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" is far beyond anyone's imagination, whether it is the economic benefits or influence brought by the release of the film, it will bring unimaginable benefits to the makers of this movie.

But this premise is based on the screening rights of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold", only in theaters with the permission of the producer.

"Price, let me think about it, it was originally just that you were willing to join my entertainment company, and I could share something interesting with you, but unfortunately... Miss Dark Elves, you have managed to erode my trust in you, but for the sake of the fact that you have solved the trouble of the Inquisition for me, I will sell you for a 50% discount. ”

Qiao Xiu spread out his hands, and the mark belonging to the Bone Gong in Qiao Xiu's palm slightly emitted bright light, and the dark elf also felt that the mark in his palm began to ache slightly.

"The price is your soul, how?"

This time, Qiao Xiu finally did what the devil on Earth who represents the evil and orderly camp should do, and that was to use the soul of life as a bargaining chip.