The purple-clothed man suddenly appeared, Yahiko's face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly stood beside Bu Mei to isolate the two.

"The Demon Lord is too far away to welcome me, why don't you report it first so that I can prepare to welcome it early?"

"How can I not come on the birthday of the ghost king, but I didn't expect to hear such a sad story when I came, and it seems that the empty underworld city is a sad city. The demon lord chuckled, glanced at the sleepless moment, and then turned to look at the red dress.

"This girl, your resentment is very suitable for cultivating demons, since you don't have a good time in the Empty Netherworld, it's not as good as me going to the demon world. ”

Hongshang came back to his senses from his story, looking at the man who suddenly appeared a little distracted, the long hair of the demon lord in front of him was scattered, the white face was excessive, the magic lines were bright, the cool lips were slightly raised, and there was a hint of a smile, and the dark golden eyes were bright and uncertain, and the emotions could not be seen, but they looked like a deep pool.

The demon lord is an extremely demonic character, and he is still wearing a gorgeous purple body, standing among a group of beauties, and he has a slightly better momentum.

Hongshang had never seen such a good-looking man, especially this man said in a charming tone that he wanted to take her away, and a feeling of being separated from the world struck, but then Hongshang's face was extremely difficult to see.

"You men are liars, why should I go with you? ”

"Alas, that's really boring, is it possible that you really want to break off your love and be a book in this empty city. The demon lord seemed to have some regret, he sighed again and again, and locked his gaze on sleeplessly.

The demon lord's eyes were inquiring, and he swept his sleepless body curiously, as if he was talking to himself, "Strange, strange, the breath of this girl makes me so intoxicated." ”

"Liuyue, you're enough, since you're here for your birthday, at least respect my friends a little bit, and don't use your style in the demon world. Yahiko glanced at Liuyue, standing in front of him like a hen guarding a calf.

Sleepless glanced at Liuyue leisurely, it was just a demon that had only been cultivated for 10,000 years, although the cultivation was good, but the cultivation time was too short, and she was not in her eyes.

At this moment, she is a little helpless, but she can only rely on the old and sell the old for endless years.

Ignoring Liuyue, looking at Hongsheng sleeplessly, he stretched out his plain hand, and a red pill in his hand lay quietly, "You can let go of everything if you eat her, if you don't want to, it's okay, it's just that this person is a regular customer who has been more than half a step, and I will definitely not let you kill him at will." ”

Although she said so, she never looked at Nalan Sheng from beginning to end.

Hongshang looked at the pill, hesitated, looked at it and looked at Nalan Sheng, Nalan Sheng fell there in horror, there was half a point of the original twilight cloud bearing.

With a long sigh, Hongshang rolled the pill with a roll of her sleeve, and she swallowed it almost without hesitation, entangled for hundreds of years, but in the end it was just her own obsession, just like her self-righteousness at the beginning.

Hongshang swallowed the pill and left straight away without looking at Nalan Sheng, a pink cloud of smoke slowly floated in her sleepless hand, and as soon as her palm closed, the cloud of smoke disappeared.

The most innocent person today is Nalan Sheng, his wound is still very painful, and he fell to the cold ground, but his eyes are tightly locked on the direction where the red dress is gone.

In a trance, he seemed to see a picture, a drooping old man in a brocade robe stood in front of a wordless monument for a long time, behind him was an endless haze, a kind of loneliness like poison soaked him, the past was like a dream, has long been turned into a wisp of residual dreams with the years, and it is impossible to see half of the truth or falsehood.