"Shut up, you pretentious woman!"

"I've said everything, I'll cover you!"

Rest as she gritted her teeth, the thick book emerged and floated above her head.

Zhao Qingyi sighed slightly and stopped talking.

until...

A sound rang out.

"people?"

The voice is low and hoarse, but it is a little gentle and gentle.

It was just destroyed by this hoarse voice.

Instead, it's a bit gloomy.

A monkey wearing a Confucian shirt slowly walked out from behind the group of beasts, carrying his hands on his back, and walked towards the two of them.

With just one step, it seemed as if crossing the space, stood in front of the two of them.

The eyes were filled with the light of wisdom.

The body was filled with a surging demonic aura, full of oppression.

The two felt a little desperate.

Demon Lord level.

It may even be the owner of Yingjian Mountain...

The terrifying pressure cut off the possibility of the two people surviving the last chance.

"Oh..."

"So what about people?"

"Baopo, I'm leaving first!"

Without any hesitation, I grabbed my pink backpack with peace of mind and flipped the books above my head violently.

A irritable energy surged in its body.

A sign of self-destruction.

Everyone knows what they need to face if they become prisoners of the demon race in the demon realm.

It is already a consensus to commit suicide before being arrested.

And at the moment of self-destruction, a wisp of energy was dispersed to destroy the demon core in the backpack, including the sky demon flower.

Everything is nothing more than a moment.

"well..."

The monkey sighed softly, Anxin's tyrannical energy in his body was instantly suppressed.

Even the book above my head was no longer flipped.

Return to peace.

"Young man, the road ahead is still long."

"Why tell me life and death lightly?"

The monkey's voice was still gentle, but under the somewhat harsh and hoarse sound, it was inappropriate.

It's more like a mockery.

"If you are not a demon, I almost believed it."

An Xin sneered, took two steps back and pointed the tip of the short blade at Zhao Qingyi's abdomen.

Can be stabbed at any time.

Zhao Qingyi's peaceful back smiled...

When an iceberg laughs... it's so amazing.

It’s a pity that I didn’t see this scene.

"Demon..."

The monkey murmured softly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, but soon calmed down: "Yes, but... so what about the demon?"

"For one year, my demon clan will not offend your human clan."

"But in the demon realm, killing a few is still within the rules."

"It's a pity that this skin."

Looking at the beautiful faces of the two with different styles, the monkey felt a little regretful.

"Baopo, don't blame me."

"I'm for your own good, too!"

He shouted suddenly, Anxin took a step back, and the short blade in his hand stabbed Zhao Qingyi's abdomen without hesitation.

Zhao Qingyi's expression remained unchanged, and she slowly closed her eyes, as if she was waiting for something.

but...

The short blade in Anxin's hand disappeared out of thin air and appeared in the monkey's hand.

"The human race...is still the same."

The monkey looked at the short blade in his hand and sighed a little, as if he had recalled something. Finally, he threw the short blade on the ground, stared at the two of them, and said lightly: "I... are you allowed to die?"

As the sound fell, the two of them tightened, as if they were bound by invisible energy.

It's hard to move.

The monsters behind the monkey were ready to move, and their eyes were filled with greed.

Human races, especially human women, are rare goods even in the demon realm.

"I'm useful to these two."

The monkey said lightly, turned around and looked at the monsters behind him, and his demonic aura was everywhere.

"roar!"

The monsters stopped moving forward and retreated in fear.

Under the suppression of this level, he shivered.

"Retreat!"

The monkey looked at the distance between the monsters and himself, a little dissatisfied and spoke again.

The monster retreats again.

It is hundreds of meters away from him.

"Do you want to live?"

Looking at this scene, the monkey nodded with satisfaction. His wise eyes looked at Anxin's eyes and said softly, but it brought great pressure to Anxin and Zhao Qingyi.

"I hope you, a demon, can give alms?"

An Xin smiled full of sarcasm, lowered her head slightly, and kept thinking in her eyes.

A terrifying demon lord has not yet killed them, so he must have any plans.

It is highly likely to target the human race.

Must seek death.

but...

Now she is not even qualified to commit suicide.

For a moment, it seemed a bit ridiculous.

"How are people?"

"So what about the demon?"

"Who says monsters cannot coexist with people."

"Living under the same blue sky."

"And all this starts with peace."

"I have some gifts for the human race here. I wonder if you are willing to pass on a word for me?"

"Just say I am Yingjian Mountain, or I can cooperate with the human race."

"The sky cloud stream can also be replaced by the owner."

"I don't suffer any loss when chatting, what do you think?"
To be continued...