Yanque smiled lightly, "It was an accident, I can't remember the specifics, but is there anything wrong?" ”

Cong Ying smiled and glanced at her, "No." I'm just asking at random, this thing is very delicate, as if it was specially made for us demons. ”

Guan Hong didn't listen much, but Yanque sighed in her heart, and there was a vague conjecture in her heart, could it be that the system was carrying her behind her back and using her.

Once a person has doubts, then all the next things, as long as they are involved, there is a layer of doubt in their hearts, and even Yanque, a person who has lived for two lifetimes, can't remember, and even has deeper doubts in his heart.

But none of this was shown in front of Cong Ying.

She smiled quietly, as if she had just heard something ordinary, "Maybe it's a coincidence." By the way, what did you just say that you need your husband's help? ”

Hearing this, Guan Hong also put away all kinds of thoughts in his heart and turned his eyes to stare at him.

Cong Ying was very steady, "It's a small thing, but it might be a little difficult for you, um. It's a bit difficult for you now, I."

He hesitated slightly, as if he was making a judgment or decision, "I'm a little unsure if I want to tell you now." ”

The finch raised her eyebrows, "You talk about it first." ”

The monsters floating around them gathered again, gathering around the three of them.

Cong Ying raised his hand slightly, and scattered them, looking at the slightest mercy.

Yanque and Guan Hong were noncommittal, and there was no surprise to him about these actions.

The air around them couldn't help but be quiet.

When he moved again, Cong Ying had already spoken again:

"I guess you already know that we've been trapped here for thousands of years?"

When asked this, Yanque and Guan Hong nodded one after another, "You have already talked about it before." ”

Being reminded so unceremoniously, Cong Ying was not a little embarrassed, and continued:

"Then you can understand our eagerness to get out of here, right?"

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Guan Hong

The two glanced at each other in unison, this is not nonsense!

Cong Ying didn't care about the eyebrow lawsuit between the two and continued:

"This is what I want to ask the Demon Lord for help."

Yanque: "You want him to help you get out of here?" ”

Cong Ying: "Yes, as soon as you came in, I woke up, and I thought it was time for us to leave. ”

Yanque: "But didn't you say that our strength is not strong now?" ”

Cong Ying: "That's right, but I have a way to help you, I wonder if you two want to try it?" ”

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Guan Hong

The two looked at each other again.

Guan Hong: "How do you want to help us?" ”

In fact, even if the two of them hadn't had much contact with the things of the cultivation realm, they knew that the demons and the human race had some inevitable dirtyness, and they wouldn't really want to help him.

But Cong Ying didn't seem to care about this at all, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him talking about these things with the two Terrans, which made the two of them have to shift their attention to his name for Guan Hong-

Demon Lord?

An existence that is terrifying in the memory of inheritance, could it be that the true identity of Guan Hong is really that what kind of demon lord is it?

But that's not right, right?

If Guan Hong's true identity is really the Demon Lord, then how could he pass the test of the official family ancestor?

Or is it that in fact, the ancestors of the official family were originally descendants of the demon race?

(End of chapter)