Mo Xiaoyou's move, Luanhuo, suddenly made the hair stand on end, and the gaze of looking at her gradually changed.

"You don't have to look at me like that, we'll talk about it later. There's still something I haven't figured out about this weasel. ”

Feeling the hostility that suddenly appeared on the body of the string of difficulties, Mo Xiaoyou didn't have time to deal with him now, what she was eager to know now was the matter of the Protoss in this realm.

She had a feeling that she had suddenly teleported directly from the Valley of Cause and Effect to this world, and it must have something to do with the Protoss!

"Of course I'm a native of this realm! Hiss ......"

The white bones of the forearm of his right hand, as well as the painful pain, reminded Huang Shulang of how bad his situation was at the moment. However, the fear of the ink demon in his heart made him not even care about the pain, and when she looked at it again, she said the answer as quickly as she could in her life.

"How did you know about the Protoss?"

"What's so strange about the Protoss? All the demons in this world know the existence of the Protoss! Where did the human race come from without the Protoss? The humans of this realm believe that they were created by the goddess of the gods! ”

"Goddess? Nu wa? ”

Except for Nuwa and the Queen Mother of the West, Mo Xiaoyou really hasn't heard of any famous female gods. And the Queen Mother of the West lives in the Kunlun Realm and has never participated in the troubles of the three thousand worlds, so the only thing that Mo Xiaoyou can guess is the Nuwa who once appeared at the Lingyu interface.

As soon as she said this, her pupils shrank, and the muscles in her body tensed, as if she had instantly transformed from a harmless little beast into a wild wolf that could choose someone to devour at any time.

Mo Xiaoyou naturally felt the changes around her body, but she didn't say anything about it, and her dark eyes were still staring at Huang Shulang who was lying on the ground.

"I don't know what Nuwa is, I only know that all the gods in this world respect this goddess, and our demon clan is just surviving under the suppression of this goddess."

"Oh? So, you didn't make an organization or something to fight it off? ”

Hearing him say this, Mo Xiaoyou suddenly thought of something, the corners of his mouth curled, and he didn't take the opportunity to ask another question about the goddess and the gods, but instead asked about something that was unrelated.

However, Huang Shulang, who was still talking about the goddess just now, was unusually silent after hearing this question. The smell of charcoal burn in his arm was still in the air, and Huang Shulang's face was as pale as snow because of the pain, but he bit his lower lip and looked like he was going to die.

"Isn't it just a Ziwei Palace, and as for you to make a look of death?"

Mo Xiaoyou snorted slightly, but the words he said made Huang Shulang raise his head suddenly, and there were only five words in his wide-open eyes, plus a series of question marks and exclamation marks: "How do you know?!" ”

Mo Xiaoyou was very satisfied with his reaction, she finally got up from the bed, pulled the cloth shoes she wore at home, paced to the small table at the window at a very slow speed, and poured herself a cup of tea very seriously, and after taking a sip slowly, she said:

"I not only know about Ziwei Palace, but I also know that the reason why you pretend to be the second son of Tian is the idea of your hall master, and this time you came to me, the purpose is not to eliminate a potential opponent for the Tian family, but to arrest people for the Ziwei Palace, right?"

As soon as she said the last three words, she saw Huang Shulang convulsing all over her body, foaming at the mouth of her mouth, her eyes suddenly rolled up, and in just a breath, she fell to the ground, no longer alive.

Ink Demon: ...... Was her previous words so poisonous?

Difficulty: ...... Obviously, there is.