It's better to go back to the main hall and find Atchenhi, and it's better to ask him if Solomon has any magic weapons that can keep people from getting lost.

After a few steps, she turned back, and at the end of the road was still the same garden, which seemed to have been there for a long time, and there was green moss everywhere in the shade. The Sui wondered in their hearts, when they came, was there a garden?

Like、Yes, right?

The Sui wore the royal ring in their hands, and they got along with Yatdusty every day, and the two had similar breaths, so Atedusty didn't notice for a while that the queen, who was supposed to go far, had returned.

The main entrance of the main hall stood majestically, and a crack opened under the impact of the power of the Atchen Xi, just so that the Sui people could see it clearly.

Artedusty held Angie's neck with her left hand, and her right hand slowly sank into her head.

There was no blood, no other fluid. The hand seemed to be poking into the water with ease, and in the dead hall, Angie turned her back to the Sui, and her hissing voice passed over each demon king, and came out of the temple door that I don't know when it opened.

Sue covered her mouth, she didn't know what she was shaking now, her eyes couldn't help but look at the hand.

The hand was completely submerged in Anji's head, and the wrist moved from time to time to change the angle to prove that the hand was sitting in it. With each movement, Angie's body twisted into shape, and the wail made her voice hoarse, like a rough fingernail scraping through glass.

It was a hand she knew so well, it had brushed her cheeks, her hair, her body. That hand had been so warm, that hand had held her tightly, had made promises to her again and again, and had worn a ring on her hand.

The owner of that hand, she couldn't be more familiar.

But the way he looks now is very much like when she first saw him, nay, even more terrible than then.

"Huh, you didn't find it?" Atdusty pulled his hand out, shook it a few times in disgust, and slowly wiped away the dirt that didn't exist on it. "Anji, I never knew that you were still very cruel to yourself, were you afraid that I would trace your memory, so after meeting that guy, I erased my memory?"

"Then I don't know, you did it, or that guy did it. ”

Angie didn't answer Atdust, and she didn't have the strength to answer him.

She fell at Atdust's feet, her hands and feet lying in an eerie position, twitching twice from time to time.

Angel's exposed skin became crumpled with visible speed, and then slowly crept up on the age spots, and her hair was braided gray like weeds. In the end, it dissipated directly, and there was nothing left.

The consciousness of the demon king below exists, and they can't sweat, but they can't stop their trembling bodies and frightened expressions, and they can't fake it.

Atedusty wiped his fingers very carefully, and finally threw the handkerchief into the fire, causing the flames to spontaneously ignite out of thin air, and the demon kings were frightened to grab their heads and bow to the ground.

"You also know that there is no news from the outside world, where did you know?"

There was no trace of murder in Yat Chenxi's voice, and it was as flat as a casual question.

The demon kings explained in a tone: "No! King, king, you listen to our explanation!"

"We don't know who it is, no! No, we, no, our subordinates don't know who sent the news to Anji, and our subordinates listened to Anji!"

"Yes, yes, yes, my subordinates also listened to Anji!"

"So are your subordinates!"

Previously, one of my demon kings descended directly to the identity, I only hope that Arte Chenxi will be angry with Anji alone, and don't think of them!