"You're all doing this?"

Rong Wengui slowly took two steps back and looked at the person in front of him vigilantly. Although he was not sure where this was, just looking at the dark and dull wall and the faint shadow that disappeared after being waved by the other party, he knew that this place was definitely not a good place.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The Demon Shuai looked at Rong Wengui's sudden enlightenment expression, and a burst of inexplicable pleasure surged in his heart. After so many years, he finally saw the head of Maoshan showing a foolish expression. It is worth the vain that he has been guarding this Demon Realm for so many years!

"Of course! Is Master Wang surprised?"

"court death!"

Rong Wengui looked at the crazy smiling face of the Demon Suit, and a burst of anger rushed straight from his chest. He pinched his fingers and several silver lights rushed towards the Demon Suit. When he thought of Gu Yaopan's expression of surprise and disappointment when he finally saw him being swept in by a black hole, he wanted to tear the old demon into pieces.

"Demonic desire!"

The demon coach lowly, facing the silver light that was hitting his face, there was no panic at all, but instead a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The demon desires appeared unwillingly from the wall behind Rong Wengui. The demon's reprimand had a strong restraining effect on it. It had to snort gently, spit out a stream of black thin threads like spider silk, and in an instant it silently wrapped around Rong Wengui's whole body.

A dim black mist appeared in front of the demon coach at the critical moment, blocking the silver light that was charging forward, and in a moment it eroded the silver light.

"Dong!" Rong Wengui fell heavily to the ground, his whole body was tied like a silkworm pupa, and he could only stare at the demon coach in front of him angrily, struggling desperately but having no choice but to do anything to him.

The demon handsome man walked coldly in front of Rong Wengui, looked down at the old acquaintance, and after a while, he said lightly:

"I think, Master Wang hasn't figured out where this place is yet, and what is your identity?"

"Cao Lang!"

A thin figure floated in from outside the black tower and stood respectfully in front of the magic coach. Even the corner of his eyes did not glance at Rong Wengui on the ground.

"You come and talk to Master Wang, I won't be with you!"

The tall figure in black turned around and walked out of the black tower, ignoring Rong Wengui who was lying on the ground at all. The demonic spirit embedded on the wall looked at Rong Wengui's actions, curled his lips disdainfully, and continued to sleep.

The moment this time, the soul-tied silk tying made it waste all the demonic energy that it had finally digested. It would be better to make some for itself! If you miss the big show, it will not be fun.

"Who are you?" Rong Wengui finally took his eyes back when he saw the demon coach walking away and fell on Cao Lang who had not made any noise. Of course, he still remembered who this person was. The war in the suburbs of Beijing impressed him deeply.

Cao Lang slowly floated to Rong Wengui, squatted down, and slowly looked around Rong Wengui's face, which was tied into rice dumplings. The corpse gas sprayed out of his mouth made Rong Wengui hold his breath.

"President Rong will also come to our Demon Realm, which really surprised me!" Cao Lang said while beating Rong Wengui:

"But it doesn't matter. I'll be my own people in the future. I'll tell you about this demon realm!"

"What Demon Realm? What are you going to say?" Rong Wengui looked at Cao Lang, and a bad premonition arose in his heart. The vague violence in his heart began to move again.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Cao Lang's expression was a little mocking.

"President Rong! You really don't have to work so hard to suppress your desires. Here, you can do whatever you want! As long as you have the ability!"

As he said that, Cao Lang pointed to the sky outside the black tower, and a few bat-winged women flapping their wings, naked, exposed bodies were hovering in the air. His graceful figure could attract people's desire, fire, burn, and body just by just a glance.

"Those, you can do whatever you want! You just need to remember one thing: you can't violate the words of Lord Demon, otherwise no one can save you."

Perhaps Cao Lang's voice was too noisy, and the demonic lust on the wall turned his face dissatisfiedly, leaving a bare back of his head facing the two of them. Rong Wengui's tightly wrapped threads slid down silently.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Feeling the relaxation of his restraints, Rong Wengui jumped directly at Cao Lang, kicking him out of control and flying back ten feet away, hitting him heavily on the dark wall.

"Swish!" A silver light shot from the outside of the black tower at Rong Wengui who had just stood firm. His murderous aura forced him to retreat repeatedly. After turning it over, he barely avoided the silver light.

"The newcomer who just came in should not be so arrogant!" Xiao Ni's crisp voice came from outside the black tower, and her slender figure stood at the door of the black tower. Rong Wengui could only see a blurry outline when he looked over.

Qingchi flew backwards backwards in Xiaoni's hand obediently and let out a clear moan.

"Are you Gu Yaoni?"

Rong Wengui's brows frowned, and his pupils shrank slightly when he looked at Xiaoni's hand. How could the Qingchi Sword be in Xiaoni's hand?

"Yes!" Xiao Ni caressed the green dragon in her hand casually, and paused slightly when she glanced over Rong Wengui, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of her mouth, and turned her head and looked at Cao Lang.

"Did you die? Get up quickly if you are not dead, my father is still waiting for you to help!"

Cao Lang tried hard to turn his body over, and several ribs pierced from his body, and a few drops of black blood fell on the ground in the black tower, evaporating instantly without leaving any trace.

"Don't look at it, you will become like this." Xiao Ni noticed Rong Wengui's vigilant gaze and said lazily.

"This is the den of the demon clan. You can only explain one thing when you come in: you are also a demon clan now. You don't care about guys like Yao Pan and can break in and find people alone. So, let go of the face of your righteous people, you are just a demon here!"

Xiao Ni looked at Cao Lang indifferently and stuffed her bones back into her original position. They had long been demonized and no longer cared about the pain in their bodies. The trauma that could make them hurt all came from the depths of their souls.

"You are just a demon here... just a demon... devil..."

As if he was hit by a blow in his head, Rong Wengui's face turned pale, and the violent aura in his chest seemed to be ignited, rushing upwards, hitting the valve in his heart bit by bit, and his originally clear eyes gradually turned blood red.

"Haha!" Xiao Ni smiled, turned around and walked out of the black tower, and Cao Lang followed her obediently.

Over the past few days, she has seen enough of this demonized reaction and is not interested in listening to the howling of ghosts and ghosts again. Just as Xiao Ni stepped out of the black tower, a strange low laughter came from behind her.

"Am I a demon? No wonder...no wonder..." The sound of crying or laughing was so terrifying.
Chapter completed!