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Chapter Eight: Nalan Fiber

The man in black was unwilling to accept it. He just stared at Nalan Mufeng with his eyes. He didn't know how Nalan Mufeng would treat him. But thinking about it, he knew that there would definitely be no good end, no matter who fell into his hands. Here, even death is a luxury. He is a demon king who is famous for his ruthlessness. He is not afraid of death, but he is more or less aware of Nalan Mufeng's temperament. He only hopes that he will not And what loss will it cause to the spiritual world?

"Phantom, let me drag him out and do whatever you want with him."

"Yes." Although Phantom was suspicious, he still believed in his master.

Phantom raised his head and glanced at Nalan Mufeng, and a hint of darkness appeared in his pair of ink eyes that looked like the sky in the dark night. The two of them had been together for many years, and they knew what the other person was thinking with just one look. Phantom called the Demon Soldier General He dragged it down.

"Master, what are your plans for this matter?" Phantom asked,

"Let's just let it go after a few days." His deep, rich and slightly magnetic voice carried a certain careless laziness, but there was something inexplicable and unfathomable hidden in it.

Phantom raised his head, slightly puzzled.

The man in black is not a demon. Now that the man in black knows his master's strength, if he lets him go, wouldn't he be destroying himself?

Phantom was confused, but when she met his dark and deep eyes, she felt at ease inexplicably.

How could his master be stupid? He must have his own ideas for doing this, and he just had to follow it.

"Yes," Phantom lowered his head and knelt down, "This subordinate deserves to be punished for questioning the Lord."

"Go and do some work." He raised his head, but there was no intention of arguing with the Phantom in his words. His eyes were looking at the sky, and his tone was as if he had discovered something very interesting, "'It's really interesting."

Nalan Mufeng curled his lips and smiled, and his overly delicate face seemed to become much more alive in an instant.

Unparalleled elegance is nothing more than this.

"Demon Lord, that saint..." Phantom asked worriedly,

"Didn't our world master named Yi predict a thousand years ago that today, a thousand years later, the Saint will appear again?"

However, Nalan Mufeng was aware of it, and Yi Chengyu must have known that, and now he wanted to use him to find the saint, this wishful thinking was completely defeated.

"You don't have to worry about the saint's affairs. I will handle it myself."

"Yes." Phantom lowered his head and said, "This subordinate is resigning."

Nalan Mufeng nodded, "By the way, where did that woman go?"

Phantom turned around and naturally knew who the woman he was talking about was, "She is on the tower. Does the Lord have something to do?"

Nalan Mufeng's eyes were dim, "Nothing's wrong, but the weather is changing now, so let her not walk around."

Nalan Mufeng didn't feel much about the woman who had saved him. He just wanted to keep her here to see what tricks she could do, but he didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

"Yes," Phantom responded, then turned and left.

On top of the high wall, there were all demonic soldiers wearing silver helmets and iron armor, but there was one person in pink clothes that particularly caught the eye.

She was dressed in pink, and her slender body stood among the soldiers, but she did not lose any of her aura. The navy blue hairband was entangled between the black hair, her hair was swaying and dancing, and the black hair on the back of her head was blowing in the wind. She was a The back view is particularly stunning and intoxicating.

The girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she had a pair of extremely enchanting star eyes, which were as clear as black pearls and extremely agile.

There was just a hint of darkness in those eyes. Under the slightly straight bridge of the nose were lips as pink as spring peaches in March.

She pursed her cherry lips, her eyes were unpredictable, her green hand touched her chest, her eyebrows were tightened, and her starry eyes stared at the dark sky without saying a word.

Is it her? Is it her? She is the only one who can bring this feeling to me.

The five fingers were clenched tightly, and the nails dug deeply into the flesh without realizing it.

The phantom stood behind her, and his handsome and cold face did not loosen even when he saw her.

Nalan Xianzhen noticed his presence, her eyebrows moved, and the voice she spoke was not at all like her cute and soft appearance, she was extremely cold. "Is something wrong?"

"The Lord has told you not to walk around casually. The weather is changing now and no one knows what will happen? The Lord does not want anything to happen to you."

She smiled "haha", her lips pursed in a curve, with faint dimples on her lips, like an elf who had fallen into the mortal world, "My brother is so worried about me, so naturally I will not let him down,"

Phantom nodded, turned around and disappeared.
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