Chapter VIII: Escort (II)

didn't go far, the messenger came with Xin Yueling's warrant, secretly holding the golden jade and the card, and the divine sense read the order in an instant, and returned the jade card to the messenger. Secretly said: "Lord Xin Yueling's order, immediately escort you to Lord Situ Demon General." ”

"Can you do without the word escort?" Ye Ziluo complained.

The darkness has been ignored. A few demon soldiers were ordered, including the Takza Commander, and the other two men who were also Captains. Along the way, the qi of the dark and the three Wu Chiefs were locked on Ye Ziluo's body, once Ye Ziluo made a move, the dark had already attacked, and the three Wu Chiefs would attack together with the dark attack. One Demon Lord and three Demon Martial Artists will move together, and Ye Ziluo, who is of Demon Martial Lower Strength, will turn into interstellar dust in an instant.

Ye Ziluo didn't like this feeling very much, the darkness was already good, and the murderous aura on the three Wu Commanders was very explicit, which made Ye Ziluo feel cold all over his body.

After leaving the military base planet, Ye Ziluo immediately summoned the little green hair. All the demons were shocked to see that there was one more person out of thin air, but they saw that the adults had not moved, and they settled down, only to see that the extra was an elf and delicate teenager, in the demon world, the child struggled between life and death since childhood, even if he was born beautiful, he quickly sharpened out of murder and toughness, how could he be like the little green hair so incomprehensible and innocent appearance, clear big eyes, watery, joyless and cute, it simply makes people love to the heart.

All the demons were stunned, and unconsciously, the murderous aura was a little less, and then looked at the strength of the little green hair, although it was a ghost body, but with a little judgment, it could be seen that this little guy who couldn't fly independently in the starry sky was too weak to be afraid.

Therefore, everyone turned a blind eye to the action of the little guy sticking to the dark adult.

As the little green hair happily pounced on the beautiful brother, the dark had once again fallen into an embarrassing realm that he couldn't get rid of.

Ye Ziluo was refreshed, what does it matter with the murderous aura of the three captains, looking at the embarrassed demeanor of the dark, it is enough to return the ticket price.

With the powerful lubricant of Little Green Hair. The way of escorting became talking and laughing, and it was as lively as if it was traveling, of course, this feeling was that of Little Green Hair and Ye Ziluo, and as for the dark and a few demons, their faces were distorted, and their mental activities were rich.

Flying over several uninhabited planets, in the distance on their left, there were circles of beautiful brilliance, like goose yellow, pale pink skirts on the beauties' bodies, pink colors, and elegant feelings. It's like a dream, which makes the little green hair very curious.

"Brother Dark, what kind of place is that?" When he thought of it, he asked, and the little green hair had no scruples.

"Lost, that nebula is called lost."

"Why is it called lost?"

"It means that whoever comes close will lose their way and unknowingly walk into a nebula and become one of the stardust." Secretly. The Lost Nebula Cluster is a forbidden place in the starry sky of the Demon Realm, and no one dares to approach it, and it is rare for him to say such a long word, in fact, he is worried that the little green hair will not be able to break in. But at this moment, he hadn't realized his psychology yet, but the corners of Ye Ziluo's lips on the side were hooked. He smiled knowingly.

He looked at the Lost Nebula, a bit like a chain of fluttering fairies, both of which were beautiful and murderous. Maybe this kind of killing machine is nothing to the cultivators of the Chaos Force. Ye Ziluo's heart moved.

"Several. Please stay. A voice rang out, and it sounded gentle and comfortable, but it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and it shook everyone's bodies—they didn't even notice anyone approaching!

However, when he saw the appearance of the Majin slowly emerging from the sky, his shock turned into worry. It was a plainly dressed man, in a light gray gown. Black hair shawl, gentle eyebrows and eyes, looks indescribably elegant and comforting. That kind of bearing doesn't look like a demon at all. Only a demon above the Demon Lord can hide his evil energy, but in addition to hiding the evil energy, he must also reveal this gentleness, and his strength and heart may be visible.

And this person, secretly knowing, even if the three Wu Commanders don't know, they can still remember who it is by looking at the person's qi---- Mo Ling, they are in the hostile camp at the moment, and the individual guests under His Majesty the Condensing Incense Demon King. The so-called individual means a master who does not hold a position in peacetime and is only recruited in times of war. Murray is one such demon.

With him, he even took his subordinates behind him, but he was afraid that none of them would be able to escape. The darkness has been darkened.

There is a big difference in the strength of the two sides, but they are used to seeing life and death, and they are not afraid, they are only silently thinking about countermeasures, and they are holding fists in their hands and saying: "It turned out to be the Ink Demon." I don't know what you are here......"

The little green hair obediently retreated behind Ye Ziluo, and the other demons moved silently, in a semi-curved attack posture.

"What do you say, Lord Darkness?" Mo Ling's attitude was still so gentle, he took out a folding fan from his sleeve, shook it gently, and said, "I just want to invite everyone to sit with Princess Ningxiang." He was ordered to guard this place to confirm whether the Evil Pupil Demon King's subordinates had sent people to increase their troops, but when he saw a few demons in a lonely place, and then saw that his status and position were not low, he couldn't help but change his mind, and moved the idea of arresting and returning to show his merits.

Ye Ziluo shook his head, compared with Brother Gao Yue's, Mo Ling's demeanor of shaking the folding fan was as if he was shaking, too contrived to be eye-catching.

"Your Excellency is so polite." The last word has not yet been spit out, and the darkness has been shot out like a cannonball, hitting the opponent directly!

The three demon captains behind him followed and shot out.

Ye Ziluo had seen that the darkness was already powerful, and hurriedly beckoned the ghost war and others in front of the water mirror to watch carefully.

Poor people on the field could no longer imagine that they would become the object of viewing.

Mo Ling leaned back, the shadow of the fan swayed, and he easily pushed away the hundreds of fists that had been dark, but at this time, the attacks of the three demons were also close at hand.

Mo Ling leaned forward and backwards, moving and moving, and avoided all attacks in a moment, "Try my fan." He sneered. The white fan in his hand turned into powder in an instant, and the so-called powder was actually countless tiny sharp needles.

The needles exploded and shot in all directions.

The needle is small and sharp, but who dares to underestimate it?

The darkness has not retreated but advanced, and the fist shadow dances whirringly, and all the sharp needles close to the body are beaten into powder by the fist wind!

"This kid is violent enough, aggressive. Not bad. Ghost Zhan praised him without words, and he had a tone that secretly met his appetite.

The three captains put on their armor and shot backwards, and none of them were injured under the sharp needles, but when the three of them were forced back, Mo Ling only had to deal with the dark one. Even if it takes two breaths, it is enough for a demon lord to deal with a demon lord, and he is fighting this idea.

"This kid should have a lot of pills on him." Ye Ziluo seemed to be talking to himself, he promised to treat Fang Peng's injuries, but he didn't have the Demon Realm Pill, looking at Mo Ling's cultivation, he could be regarded as a master in the Demon Realm, and the texture of the pill he carried with him should be pretty good.

In normal times, Ye Ziluo didn't have the ability to rob him, but now Mo Ling's attention was there.

Hehe, Ye Ziluo laughed silently.