"Master, can you leave the next matter to me to deal with?" Ruoxuan suddenly spoke, with a hint of request in her eyes.

Mo Yu glanced at her, paused slightly, and said, "Okay." ”

"Thank you master!" Ruoxuan was overjoyed in her heart, and couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude, "Next, please ask the master to be wronged." ”

Taking a deep breath, her figure moved and fell directly to the altar, and her body suddenly exuded a little bit of the aura of the origin of ten thousand demons.

Looking at her back, Mo Yu was thoughtful, but he didn't say much, and stepped to follow.

"Abyss Demon Clan High Priest Krot, see the two messengers!"

The altar was on the third floor, and the sacrificial priest with white hair and wrinkled face spoke again, and he bent his hands forward and touched the bottom with his forehead, offering the most noble etiquette of the demon clan. Although he was a little surprised, the aura of the two envoys was not very powerful, but the suppression of the bloodline that made him tremble made him dare not be disrespectful at all, and he spoke in the most ancient and noble language of the demon race.

"The great sacrifice does not need to be polite, and all the sacrifices, please get up. A beautiful crisp female voice came, but it was the tone of the underground demons, and it was vaguely familiar.

Krot didn't dare to think about it, and only then did he get up slowly, carefully sweeping the two messengers in front of him with his afterglow, his eyes suddenly widened, and he lost his voice: "Princess Ruoxuan!"

Behind him, the twelve demon priests, their faces were also shocked, the princess of the demon dragon clan would actually be summoned by the sacrificial altar, this ...... What's going on here?

Ruoxuan's face was calm, exuding the aura of the origin of the beginning of ten thousand demons, her whole person exuded a sense of nobility and majesty, and her demeanor was like a god sitting on the clouds, which made people feel awe-inspired.

"Great Priest, now I am the messenger of the Demon Realm. ”

Her voice was cold, but in contrast to her temperament, it became more and more majestic.

Krot's heart was shocked, he didn't know what was going on, but the aura on Princess Ruoxuan's body did make him feel terrified. But what made his heart beat even more was the black-robed man behind her, this person's expression was plain and calm, and his aura around him was not obvious, but in him, Krot felt extremely terrifying majesty, as if his mind could control his life and death with a single thought. This kind of invisible majesty, even on the Demon Emperor, he had never felt it.

If Princess Xuan becomes the messenger of the Demon Realm, this news will definitely have a violent impact on the situation of the entire Demon Race, and even cause turmoil in the entire Clan.

But in front of everyone's eyes, she was summoned through the altar, how could she deny her identity? What's more, behind her, there was a very high probability that there was a real Demon Realm Emissary!

The thought turned quickly, and the High Priest of Krot quickly saluted respectfully, "Yes, Lord Messenger, please forgive me for my rudeness. ”

The twelve priests had twinkling eyes, and when they heard that Crott had confirmed her identity as a messenger, their faces stiffened slightly, but they didn't dare to say anything more.

Ruoxuan's heart was slightly relieved, she turned around, looked at the countless demons who were kneeling down under the altar, and said in a clear voice: "I, the Demon Dragon Clan's Oglion Sonata Ruoxuan, swear as the messenger of the Demon Realm, and now it is not far from the day when my Demon Clan returns to the surface!

Intentionally, its voice spread far away, clearly reaching the ears of millions of demons under the altar.

There was a brief silence, followed by an earth-shattering cheer!

"Long live the messenger!"

"Long live the Demon Dragons!"

"Long live Lord Ruoxuan!"

Countless generations of depression, the pain of the entire race, at this moment was completely vented! Witnessing the arrival of the envoy of the demon realm, all the demons were full of confidence in the future of the race!

Among the twelve sacrificers, the faces of several people suddenly sank, and their eyes showed anger, but they were suppressed and did not burst out.

Krot smiled bitterly, but he also knew that Princess Ruoxuan would never miss such an opportunity.

But in this way, I am afraid that a war that will sweep the entire demon race will come soon. Although he didn't want to see it, he couldn't interfere with it.

"Two messengers, please follow me and rest for the time being. ”

Ruoxuan glanced at him and nodded slightly.

And from beginning to end, Mo Yu was a bystander, and through the strength of the doppelganger at the beginning of the Ten Thousand Demons, he was able to perceive the changes in the mood of all the demons on the altar, and naturally guessed something.

But he didn't stop it, after all, no matter what angle you think about it, it is a good choice for a controllable empress to appear in the demon clan.

As for how to accomplish this, his eyes flickered slightly, and he gradually had a plan in his heart.

......

The ninth layer of the abyss is mastered by the Demon Emperor clan, and it is naturally possible to get the news from the sacrificial altar as quickly as possible.

The Demon Emperor has been on the throne for a thousand years, but he looks like he is only in his thirties, wearing a black robe embroidered with mountains and rivers, with a majestic bearing, and his body is filled with endless coercion, sitting on the throne, he doesn't say a word, and the space is depressed as if it is about to freeze.

Below, seventy-seven princes and princesses stood respectfully, no matter how lawless they were outside, but in the face of His Majesty the Demon Emperor, they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Haotian, she is your fiancée, so you will take her back to the Demon Palace. Finally, His Majesty the Demon Emperor spoke slowly, his voice was flat, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

A handsome demon prince stepped out and said in a deep voice: "Erchen takes orders!"

He paused, and seeing that the Demon Emperor did not continue to speak, he saluted respectfully, turned and strode away.

In the eyes, the cold light shines!

......

The eighth layer of the abyss, the hereditary territory of the Demon Dragon Clan!

"Father, if Xuan returns as an envoy of the Demon Realm, this is the best opportunity for my Demon Dragon Clan, otherwise one day, the Demon Emperor will attack our Clan!

"Big brother is right, this demon clan's heaven is half supported by my demon dragon clan, and the demon emperor's pulse is unjust, so don't blame us for turning our faces and being ruthless! With the help of the identity of the little sister demon realm messenger, even if it fights with the demon emperor's lineage, my demon dragon clan may not lose!"

Another young man had a murderous face.

The Demon Dragon Patriarch has a majestic bearing, his brows are furrowed, and although he is happy that his beloved daughter is safe and sound, he can't relax now.

The Demon Sect clan is really on the edge of the cliff, and if they make a mistake, they may be doomed. As the patriarch, he is responsible for all the clansmen, so even though he knows that every more delay will make his beloved daughter more dangerous, he is still silent.

"Big brother, don't hesitate any longer, even if there is no Ruoxuan's return, the Demon Emperor will not be able to let us go. In this way, it is better to strike first!" On the next seat, the man who looked a little similar to the Demon Dragon Patriarch spoke in a deep voice, "I'll leave now and personally pick up Ruoxuan home!"

"Second brother?" the Demon Dragon Patriarch said in a low voice, glanced at him, and finally nodded slowly, "Take the Eighteen Demon Dragon Guards, you and Ruoxuan will return safely." ”

"Yes, big brother!"

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