The bridal palace is not far from the central valley. Along the way, Jueshan Demon Lord kept talking: "At this point, it is really wandering between life and death. Even if I am sure, I can't resist the thief God suddenly made a joke. Since that's the case, why not have fun... Although the woman Huanrong is worse than the Huangquan of the past, she is still a beautiful woman of the Western Sect. Are you not interested at all?"

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"After that being said, your boy's temperament has changed drastically, he is brave and diligent, and he is not afraid of demons, is it..."

He dragged a long voice and specifically grabbed Gui Yan's heart. After he was almost done, he smiled and said, "Is it because of the hard man who ruined his life and stopped?"

Gui Yan was originally considering what he would do next, but because the Jueshan Demon Lord was tossing back and forth, his mind was messy. Dankeng must have used some brain-spinning sound behind his back and forth. This is true. Although there is no more direct evidence at the intersection of form and spirit, the distracting thoughts arise from Jueshan Demon Lord's strange words far exceed normal levels.

There is no doubt that the Demon Lord Jueshan must have quite a reservation, and he wants to make it difficult for him to detect the loopholes in his words for a moment, otherwise why should he do this?

The Demon Lord Jueshan did not expect that Gui Yan's self-immortal observation had reached the wonderful state of infiltration and infiltration. He was still nagging: "Let me think about it. After becoming a real person, there is no problem with the rebirth of the broken limbs. If someone cannot grow back, it must be a powerful hand who is proficient in "confinement", which can change the law of your physical dependence. Kill you like slaughtering a chicken, and there is such a bad taste..."

The topic is far away, and the ghost is tired of trying to calm down and wants to clear his thoughts, but the time is too short, and soon, the bridal palace is in sight.

When I arrived at the ground, Gui Yan discovered that what Jueshan Demon Lord said was "drawing the ground into a prison" was really appropriate. This place is not like Mingtang Palace, which is trapped in a corner, but a sea plain with a wide view. Although the terrain has not been raised for a long time and has not been worn away by the pressure of the seabed, suddenly discovered such a wide area from the underwater mountains built by stones, which still makes people feel clear.

On the undersea plain, except for the occasional ore scattered, there is nothing else, and the sight is not blocked. In the center of the plain, the lonely figures are naturally Mrs. Huanrong.

From a distance, Mrs. Huanrong knelt sideways, her posture casually, and her crow-like black hairs drooped, as if she had been asleep for a long time. When she got closer, she saw her hair shadow, her eyes were empty, and she seemed to be unable to open it forever.

Her clothes were also very casual, with only a wide black robe covered with no straps, and the laces were torn open. Because she tilted her body, the clothes were half-covered. A curve extends from the delicate collarbone to half of the chest and all the way to the abdomen, which reveals a snow-white body, like mutton fat and beautiful jade, which gives the ghost anger that this woman is really weak...

Judging from the revealed body, she was slender and had a slim face, with a slim face, and her cheeks were slightly sunken. She didn't look like a mature "maid". She was weak in the boudoir and seemed to fall down when the wind blew. Especially the eyes without focus, she felt like she had sucked an excessive amount of ghost prison scattered, confused and letting her meat.

Of course, Gui Yan would never think that this person is the object of "letting the mermaid meat", not only the title of Master of Tribulation, but also the alarm sounding in the depths of his heart after stepping into this plain, and the oppression that is vaguely close to you and invisible and intangible.

It's like a group of invisible people, surrounding you and pointing at you, you can feel their breath, or even buzzing whispers, but you can't see any images, like an illusion - well, this is an illusion.

"The realm of Huanrong's Demon Demon is being confined by the bridal chamber palace and is difficult to communicate with the Demon Lord who wants to defile it. It is safer here. But if you seek death yourself and are infected by her mind and resonate with her, take the initiative to throw in, don't blame others!"

The two stopped at about three feet away from Mrs. Huanrong. At this time, the Demon Lord Jueshan reminded him a few times, turned to look at Huanrong, and laughed and said, "Miss Huanrong, are you in a good mood today?"

Huanrong must have heard his voice, but when he reacted, he seemed particularly slow and lagging, as if he was still confused: "Absolute good..."

It seemed that she hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice was hoarse and weak, with only two words, and it was also very difficult.

In Gui Yan's opinion, this is more like an addict who absorbs the Ghost Prison Sphere, and he is terminally ill. It can be imagined that the long and endless confrontation with the Heavenly Demon Realm has eroded most of her vitality and will. It is no wonder that the Jueshan Demon Lord is full of confidence.

Just as she was thinking, Huanrong let out a long breath, showing a low, dry and murmur, but this action seemed to clear the turbidity between her heart and lungs, and return to reality from the false realm. When she spoke again, Huanrong's voice was as thin as before, but gradually became fluent and became more and more cold:

"I once said that the ten evil people are the leader, the thugs, and the rats... It is rare to be a good person. You have not changed your nature for thousands of years and are still vulgar. You have to be a role model in the 'rats'!"

Gui Yan was so excited that he finally found the demeanor of a master of Tribulation. He also felt that it was natural. If it weren't for this, he would not have used the deliberate deeds of the Demon Lord of the Essence and Demonic Lord to take these methods.

The Demon Lord Jueshan didn't care: "I laughed at you, but I laughed at you. Sister Meng Huanrong, you can respect me, and crawled in according to the routine of "rats". Ha, when the devil Lord was about to be defiled, I thought you were going to laugh at him, but I didn't expect that you would come in so frankly... It's so sad that you have been in a state of delusion for thousands of years."

Gui Yan next to him glanced at him, was this guy coming here to humiliate others?

The Demon Lord Jueshan was not finished yet, so he turned to him and said, "Don't look at her thin now, she was plump and gorgeous back then, and elegant. Unfortunately, she has been struggling in the realm of delusion for many years, and has made thousands of demons pass by, and she has become like this..."

The ghost was disgusted and agreed with Mrs. Huanrong's comment: Standing with Jueshan Demon Lord has actually reduced his style.

At this time, Mrs. Huanrong looked at her for the first time and her eyes were condensed: "Are you a ghost sick?"

Gui Yan bowed slightly: "I've seen my wife."

"Zi Yu has found a good partner. Did you intercept Qin Xing's demon seed?"

What was transported back from Qinxing like that?

The sudden change made Guidan unknow what to answer, and only heard Mrs. Huanrong’s faint hoarse voice lingering in her ears:

"You can capture the demon seeds, but you can't... You can't... from refining your body to demon consciousness, and then stepping on the path of the demon master. You really look at people with admiration. It's rare to make people's eyesight to look at people with great abilities."

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Chapter completed!