"These are not your brothers."

"There are only a hundred true senior disciples in the middle hall."

The old man Badotti said proudly. "These people you see are all coarse cloth clothes. Look at their waist cards, but the words "handsman" are written."

"The daily life of the central hall did not require so many servile servants, but there were major events in the sect these days. I was very busy, so I went to the outer hall to pick you up two hours later. Fortunately, you got along well with the disciples of the outer hall."

When he said this, the old man Bardot stared at the enchanting eyes secretly.

His test for this girl in red dress has basically ended. He doesn't want her to hate herself because she has experienced bad experiences in the outer hall, so she has more explanations of the last sentence just now.

Badot, you are too careful. How come I don’t know what you are thinking? It’s just showing goodwill now? It’s too late!

A smile flashed from Yaorao's lips: "Oh, I understand. I heard from the brothers in the outer hall that the sect leader will try to reach the peak of the first-level war god these days, so everyone in the sect celebrates this good news as a festival, right?"

When saying this, Yaorao thought in her heart: Humph! Demon Heart Hou, you are a devil leader, you have to make such a big fuss about having a child. Let’s see how this girl makes your entire sect subvert!

"Yes...or, no!" The old man Badotti smiled mysteriously.

"You will see some people later. Cough cough... I will have to give me a face at that time! This time, I am so cautious in the headquarters because some very special guests came!"

There is such a reason!

Guest? Yaorao was suddenly very interested in this topic!

The place where the true masters of the Northern Demon Cloud gather, the inner hall of the main hall.

In one of the most gorgeous rooms in the inner hall, there was an amazing old man sitting.

There is a saying: "Preface is born from the heart." It means that a person is good or evil, which can be seen from his expression and eyes. If this sentence is true, then the old man sitting in a high position now is probably the most cruel and vicious person in the world!

Generally, a red "killing line" will grow on the eyebrows of a madman who kills too much. Record his killing disaster this year.

There was no killing line on the old man's eyebrows, but his whole body was covered with rich blood. He could smell a disgusting smell without getting close to his body. It seemed that even the killing line could not record his killing evil.

The thick blood color opened and vented in the air like the tentacles of a monster... and suppressed the air.

There were two slender silver swords without scabbards on the side of the old man's waist. The dazzling sharpness gave people a feeling of panic, as if the old man often killed people at will, so he was too lazy to put the sword in the sheath, and it was even more handy when hanging naked.

This is true. The two Xuan-level long swords that had been following him for many years had already slashed people until the blade was broken, the tip of the knife was curled, and the silver sword also had a strong blood color that could not be washed away by water!

The number of people killed so much that blood can change the color of the sword. What kind of perverted concept is this?!

The old man's crazy hair was as domineering as a lion's head. Although his eyes with a lustful feeling were only half open, the bright vision that exposed a ray of light had already made people lose their souls and hearts!

What a powerful murderous intent! What a terrifying shock!

Even if the old man had no intention of killing now, his lifelong murder had already formed a resentment on him. Whether he was sitting, sleeping, or walking, it gave people a sense of fear that he would kill someone immediately!

This is the sect leader of the North Moyun General Assembly of the Giant Islands - Lord Mo Xin Hou!

Even the servants of the Demon Heart Hou dared to stand within ten meters of him. The tables and chairs he used were special products made of enchantment by fine steel. Each piece must at least reach the level of a mysterious magic weapon. Otherwise, any hard golden nanmu would immediately turn into a ball of broken wood under the murderous intent emitted by him, not to mention the flesh and blood body that was too close to him!

This is the strength of an unparalleled terrifying demon! The dark demon who made the entire Giant Islands thrilled humans is, in some cases, even more terrifying than the demons.

The Demon Heart Hou was casually tapping the table.

Seeing his actions, the servants knew that their extremely noble sect leader was about to drink tea.

A trembling servant immediately held up the gold teapot and walked up to the high position. Ordinary people would be surprised to see this scene, because the summoning position of the man holding the teapot was already at the peak of the lord!

One and a half-step master, in the main hall of the North Moyun, he was only worthy of Lord Mo Xinhou pouring tea!

The man was obviously not a cooked tea pourer. When he approached his beloved sect master, he was unable to adapt to the overwhelming blood and killing intentions, and immediately became dizzy and unstable. He accidentally dripped a drop of water on the table.

Swish! The man's cheeks immediately turned pale as paper.

He was about to kneel down on the ground in panic. However, the Marquis of Demon Heart, who was sitting in a high position, waved casually without even raising his eyes...

The man carrying the pot suddenly bleeding from his seven orifices and fell to the ground and died instantly! His death was tragic!

To the extreme harshness!

Even if a drop of water is shaken, it will kill people and death!

This Demon Lord Demon Heart can really be regarded as the best in the world! I guess even the demon kings of the demon clan are not so cruel and tyrannical.

Seeing another dead on the ground, some uniformly dressed peddlers rushed out of the corner of the gorgeous room. They quickly moved the dead bodies on the ground, scrubbed the floor with water, and then replaced them with a new carpet...

The people who cleaned the scene were numb and skillful in their movements, as if they had practiced thousands of times. After they quickly restored the scene to its original state, they quietly bent down and retreated, so fast that it seemed that they had never appeared in this room.

"Old Demon, this is your disciple of Beimoyun after all. It would be a pity to kill it like this?" A thick voice sounded in the room, full of energy.
Chapter completed!