Demon Race Ancestral Land Mid-air.
The wind howled.
Two figures stood in mid-air.
Black is in black robes, black hair, and black eyes. His body is as tall as a gun, his eyebrows are sharp and sharp, and his handsomeness carries the air of being ready to die, and I risk my life in a dashing way.
In the distance, Night God has red robes, red hair, and red eyes, with bare feet hanging in the air, flirtatious and lazy, like a Manzhu Shahua blooming in the Blood Sea, so beautiful that it makes people feel chilling.
One black and one red, looking at each other from a distance.
The air was stagnant at this moment.
And soon, Black narrowed his eyes slightly.
Because...
Not only did he see Night God, he also saw Meng Xue'er being carried by Night God.
The girl was wearing a wrinkled Maid outfit with messy black hair. He grabbed her by the back of her collar like a little chicken, her little face turned red and she had a weird look on her face.
I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of being caught as Hostages.
Still a surprise to see Black.
When I saw Michelle and Black, I just felt like my heart was "thumping".
Surprised or not?
Michelle Has he been arrested?
How did Night God capture Michelle alone and threaten him?
Damn.
I actually felt a little threatened by him.
If the Hostages that Night God thinks is Demon Race at this moment, Black will definitely not care.
But...
This is Michelle.
It's the spy planted by Human Race in Demon Race.
Although Michelle started working in this industry, he probably left a suicide note.
But...
If Michelle died like this, Black would still be a little unwilling.
This was the Human Race gap that he managed to protect without being discovered.
It's what's on his plate.
Can it be scratched by others?
Black's face remained calm, but his black pupils shrank slightly for a moment.
I was making crazy calculations in my mind to see what I could do to save this idiot undercover agent Michelle.
On the opposite side, Night God saw Black taking the initiative to leave the hiding place and fly into the air. He couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth and smiled.
I feel really good.
"Little insect, are you going to stop hiding?"
Originally, if Black continued to hide, he would have wasted a lot of Divine Power and time, but now he jumped out on his own...
It's so powerful.
Night God can't wait to give Black likes.
But soon, when Night God felt the breath emanating from Black, the smile on his face solidified.
His brows tightened sharply.
"You... actually broke through to Middle God all of a sudden? How is this possible?!"
Night God was shocked.
He was very sure that before Black, there was a little Demon Race that was no bigger than God Level, and even Lower God couldn't even touch it.
How come after half a day, not only did it break through God Level, but it also skipped Lower God and became Middle God directly?
What kind of outrageous upgrade speed is this?!
Divine Realm This has never happened!
Divine Core needs time to condense, Law needs time to comprehend, even if Talent goes against the grain, we still have to follow the basic law, right?
How can Black directly break through to Middle God?
Something weird!
Very weird!
Night God looked deeply at Black, the interest in his eyes almost overflowing.
His curiosity about this little bug has almost surpassed Killing Intent.
"No one can skip the big realm and directly achieve Middle God..."
Night God actually started reasoning to himself.
"Let me guess, could it be that... you are actually Middle God? You just deliberately pretended to be something less than God Level?"
But soon he shook his head again.
"No. Even if you sealed Cultivation Level, I would definitely notice it. But you were really just an ordinary Demon Race before, and you didn't even touch the edge of God Level..."
Night God shook his head, rejected his guess, and then became more interested.
"Little insect, tell me, how did you do it?"
Black is speechless.
The way he looked at Night God was like looking at a psychopath.
"What is the relationship between us? Do you think I will tell you?"
We are enemies.
Enemy!
Have you ever seen an enemy humbly ask for advice, and then the other party gave him all he had to teach him?
Night God sighed, with a disappointed expression on his face.
Can't you satisfy his curiosity?
But Night God really wants to know.
So...
A roll of eyes.
Night God paid attention.
"It seems you won't tell me properly... Well, I'll threaten you."
He tightened his fingers and pinched Meng Xue'er's fair neck, applying slight force.
"If you don't tell me, I will kill your little slave girl!"
Meng Xue'er's throat was strangled, and his breathing was cut off instantly. His delicate little face turned red from the pain, and blue veins appeared faintly.
She struggled instinctively and slapped Night God's arms randomly with both hands, but that little force was not even enough for a Peak High God to scratch her itch.
The feeling of suffocation flooded her like a tide, her vision began to turn black, and her consciousness began to blur.
But before losing consciousness, she subconsciously turned her eyes and looked at Black.
Look at the one who locked her up in Birdcage, forced her to wear Maid clothes, and threatened her at every turn...Great Demon.
Black was unmoved at all.
He even tilted his head and looked at Night God with an expression of "Are you kidding me?" His tone was casual and even a little mocking.
"You said it, she is just my Little Maid. You don't naively think that I will save her, do you?"
"No, no, no, are you so single and stupid?"
Michelle:...
At that moment, she felt like her heart was stabbed hard by something.
despair.
Overwhelming despair.
It's not because she thinks Black will definitely save her, she's not that pretentious.
But even if it is...
Even if you just hesitate for a moment?
Even if it's just a frown?
Even if you just show that you care a little bit?
No.
Nothing.
In his eyes, she is really just an insignificant Little Maid.
A tool that can be easily discarded.
Meng Xue'er slowly closed her eyes, and the last weak expectation in her heart that even she couldn't explain was completely extinguished.
Night God saw Black's reaction and nodded in deep agreement.
I seem to agree very much with what Black said.
"Sure enough, this Hostages is not easy to use."
He said, how could Black, a little bug like Warlord, care about the life of Little Maid?
I guess in Black's mind, this human undercover agent is just a tool to make him laugh.
When you call it, it comes and when you wave it, it goes.
Not worthy of attention at all.
Night God sighed slightly, closed his long white fingers, ready to crush Meng Xue'er to death.
However...
At the moment when Night God Killing Intent appeared and his fingertips were about to close together, the space beside him suddenly shook.
An almost imperceptible Spatial Fluctuation surged out of the void.
Immediately afterwards, a Short Blade, as black as ink and with a cold luster, stabbed out from the side silently, so fast that even the light was swallowed up.
Take it straight to Night God's throat!