Chapter One Hundred and Seven: Xu Moling Saves Nianyun

"Dare to ask the little brother what happened outside, why is everyone in a hurry?" The guards in the prison were transferred out several times, and Xu Moling felt even more strange when he saw it, so he asked.

He didn't know that Nian Yun had come, but when he saw this posture, he had some guesses in his heart.

The demon soldiers who were guarding were very unhappy that they were not sent out, and they didn't want to deal with it, but it was Xu Moling who asked him, and it was the queen of the demon clan who came to rescue him.

So he said proudly: "Today, the demon king has a dewy relationship with our demon king, and he will be able to release you in a few days, you say that this deal is worth it." ”

Several of the jailers at the door laughed and laughed, and their voices were very lewd and lewd.

"What do you think is the difference between the taste of the queen and that of ordinary women?" asked one of them flirtatiously.

"What's the difference, could it be that there's something more?" said another, more obscenely, and the others laughed together.

"This kid has tasted it, he knows, hey boy, tell me a few brothers, how do you serve the demon queen on weekdays?" These disciples didn't pay attention to Xu Moling's changes at all.

Seeing that he lowered his head gloomily, he only thought that he was thin-skinned and unbearable to be humiliated, so he laughed at him even more. It's just that they didn't see that Xu Moling's pupils were already covered with a layer of gold, and the two clenched fists exuded faint energy fluctuations, if they could be serious, they would definitely be able to feel fear.

"Nianyun!" Xu Moling suddenly erupted, and as soon as he stretched out his palm, the cage made of fine iron broke inch by inch from the seam. As for those who were passing by nearby, or who had just walked to the door of the prison, and those in prison clothes nearby, they all turned into a puff of black gas.

The obscene discussion trio can't even find a piece of clothing.

This Fang Nianyun had just been helped out of the hot spring pool by the maidservants, and they put on the almost transparent plain gauze deep robe for her, and the Demon Lord was waiting in the hall separated by a wall, but it was too Meng Lang to dress like this, she stretched out her hand and summoned a purple cloud to envelop her body.

Because she was the queen of the demon world, the maidservant behind her hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to say anything.

Nian Yun returned to the dormitory, and the eyes of the Demon Lord, who had been waiting impatiently, lit up suddenly, although she covered her body with Ziyun, but it was such a looming temptation that made his mouth dry.

He picked up the acacia wine cup and handed it to Nianyun.

Nian Yun took it in her hand and stretched her neck to do it, so far, she didn't want to talk to him anymore, she just hoped that tonight would pass quickly, and it would be regarded as a dream that was not very pleasant.

Seeing her so simply, the Demon Lord hurriedly took the cup in her hand, picked her up and put it on the couch.

He felt as if he was young again, once upon a time, Leng Xia had been lying here, and when he woke up in the morning, he crashed into her full eyes.

The Demon Lord kissed Nianyun's lips, but she tilted her head,

He was not annoyed, he simply sat up and took off his robe, and suddenly his body shook, which was an instinctive reaction to the breaking of the barrier he had set.

The Demon Lord's eyes suddenly turned red, and he stared at the door, which had actually passed through the barrier of these buildings.

In the Demon Realm, only the enchantment outside the prison was set by him personally, and the key that Blazing Soul kept temporarily was transformed by a rib in his body.

Xu Moling was also killed outside the prison at this time, his two eyes were golden, and the momentum of the whole person was so strong that he couldn't be forced.

Without even taking out his feather sword, puffs of black smoke came out of the guards outside the prison and shattered to pieces.

The Demon Lord was surprised. Although he knew that this kid's strength was not low, but the guards in the prison were all elite soldiers in the demon clan, and there were so many people that they couldn't hold on for a while.

At the moment when he was puzzled, Xu Moling had already cleaned up the demon guards outside the prison, flew towards the Demon Palace, shrunk into inches and looked slowly, but appeared at the door of the Demon Palace in a few breaths, and the guards at the door were not prepared, they didn't even see Xu Moling's appearance clearly before they turned into a few wisps of black smoke and dissipated.

Nian Yun, who drank the medicinal wine, still had some sense left, but the drowsy abyss pulled her hard, making her limbs weak and her abdomen hot, unable to use a little mana, and unable to lift half of her strength.

"Mo'er~" The name she called out out of worry also became hoarse and charming due to the effect of the medicine.

This is another kind of teasing in the ears of the Demon Lord, but he is destined to be unable to accept the grace of the beauty at the moment, Xu Moling has already passed all the way and is about to rush over.

"Eh, a bunch of fools, even a little crane can't suppress it. The Demon Lord sighed hatefully, glanced at Nian Yun who was lying on the bed with a flushed face, and put on his clothes.

"Whore, let go of Nianyun!"

He didn't expect Xu Moling to have such an momentum, and he actually broke the door of the palace directly, just a moment ago, he saw that he was still being entangled by the guards five miles away, and the defensive barrier he had just built was useless.

Xu Moling's eyes were golden, full of anger, he didn't know why he was so powerful, that is, when he heard that Nian Yun was willing to commit himself to the Demon Lord for himself, his stomach seemed to explode, and after the pain, there was a steady stream of mana to support his conquest.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Nian Yun, who was about to fall unconscious, lying on the bed, the purple clouds covering her body were dissipating little by little, and the disheveled Demon Lord was sitting next to her jade body.

He didn't know where things had got, but the guilt and anger in his heart erupted for the first time, and the power of the artifact in his body was completely stimulated, and his abdomen seemed to light up, shining with a brilliance that did not belong to this black land.

The demon guards who had been chasing behind him shouted and rushed up from behind, Xu Moling naturally couldn't let more people see Nian Yun's appearance, just heard him roar, and a row of people fell when the feather sword swung out.

He took advantage of the situation and pulled a black cloak that he didn't know who it was, and threw it over, just over Nianyun's body.

The Demon Lord sneered coldly and got up to fight with Xu Moling, this fight made him even more stunned, the original Xu Moling was even worse than Nianyun, and now this power actually made him feel a little pressure.

He is naturally also a smart person, and when he saw Xu Moling's eyes red and golden, and his belly was shining, he understood that it was the artifact that gave him support, and he was even more coveted after learning such a truth.

This artifact can actually withstand the power of a god, if it can be collected and slowly refined, I am afraid that there will be no one in this heaven and earth who he needs to fear.

It's just that it can't be suppressed for a while, and there are even signs of defeat.

"Sword Feather Yang Ninth Style. Xu Moling stood in the void with the feather sword in his hand, and the feather sword in his hand was like a demon lord's approval, although the speed was not fast, but with the power of thunder, he couldn't move a bit.