"Welcome, Otherworldly."

The silver-haired man applauded his warm welcome.

Qingluan smiled back, his silver eyes were bewitching and gorgeous, "First time we met, the Lord of the Netherworld." ”

The first meeting between the two sides seemed uneventful.

"It seems that the two of you are here prepared today." The silver-haired man was not surprised that Qingluan had broken his identity, and said with a smile, "But there is one thing I'm curious about, how did you find here?" ”

As he spoke, his gaze looked at the lacquer descendant behind her through Qingluan, "It's just a clone, but it doesn't have the ability to tear apart the small world." ”

A trace of surprise swept through Qingluan's heart.

This ghost lord actually saw that the lacquer descendant was a clone?

Hearing this, the lacquer descendant hooked his lips and smiled evilly, but he didn't answer.

Qingluan, as the master, was ignored, but she smiled indifferently, and her silver eyes gradually formed the appearance of vertical pupils.

"Ma'am." Qi Yi was behind Qingluan, bowing his head respectfully, "Do you want to take them...", he made a gesture to wipe his neck, and his slender dark red pupils were bloodthirsty and cruel.

"Presumptuous!" The girl with different eyes scolded angrily.

Immediately received a look from the lacquer descendant, which contained endless killing intent and blood, and suddenly shocked the girl with different pupils, "You...."

Don't dare to move.

"Interesting." Seeing this scene, the silver-haired man chuckled softly, "A dignified demon god, willing to obey the orders of humans. ”

This time Qingluan was even more surprised.

This Netherworld Lord not only knows that the Lacquer Descendant is a clone, but also knows that his body is a demon god.

The strength of the other party is beyond her imagination.

"Don't talk about this nonsense." Qingluan was too lazy to say, and went straight to the point, "What do you want to know about taking Lan'er away?" "If it is the secret of your otherworldly." The silver-haired man replied.

"What secrets can we have." Qingluan laughed.

It seems that Lan'er didn't say anything about the "seed".

"You've worked so hard to get to the secrets of another world." The silver-haired man raised his head, his narrow fox eyes, and purple-gray pupils revealed a smile without warmth, "It's just that now, I'm more curious about your purpose today." ”

"Actually, today, I have a big gift for you."

Qingluan smiled brightly and harmlessly.

"Oh?"

As soon as the voice fell, Qingluan's figure shot out.

"Master!" As soon as the girl with different pupils screamed, a black shadow flashed around her, and the cold woman instantly held a knife in front of the silver-haired man.

The lacquer descendant curled his lips, and the arc gradually rose.

Qingluan, who dodged over, did not dodge or dodge, and grabbed the silver-haired man with his right hand.

"Hmph." The cold woman snorted coldly and quickly drew her knife.

Seeing Qingluan's strange movements, the silver-haired man raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell to the corners of her lips that suddenly raised, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, "Stop." However, the cold woman was faster, and immediately withdrew the knife after pulling it out.

Before the sound fell, the cold light swept by.

Qingluan's entire right arm was cut off by the blade, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"Master...?" The cold woman put away the knife and turned around, her expression puzzled.

The girl's slender arm rolled down to the feet of the silver-haired man, and he lowered his head slightly, his eyes meeting the one eye in his palm.

In a trance, a dazzling sight came from a distant place.

The gaze of the laws of the world.

"Not good!"

The silver-haired man's face changed, and his purple-gray eyes instantly lit up with complex and strange patterns.

Click.

A crack appeared in the sky, followed by several more cracks, and the whole sky shattered with a bang.