The man in red raised his handsome eyebrows, and his smile became more charming: "What? I want to tell you the reason for what I want to do?"
His voice was gentle and gentle, as light as running water, but the place it passed was like an ice floe.:
The man shuddered violently and quickly lowered his head: "I don't dare!"
The man in red floated in front of him like flowing smoke and patted his arm gently: "Don't you dare? What else are you afraid of?"
It was just such a light palm, but the man's arm seemed to have been splashed with sulfuric acid. There were constant hissing sounds, and the air was filled with the smell of withered flesh. Half of his arm was corroded in an instant.
Half the skeleton is left...[
The man didn't know whether he was in pain or frightened, but his face turned pale, he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly: "Sir Demon Lord, spare your life, I don't dare to do it anymore!"
Others were also frightened by the scene before them, and fell to their knees one after another, not daring to say anything.
The man in red looked at him coldly, until his forehead was bleeding, and then he smiled gracefully: "You are so good, I will spare your life for the time being, go ahead!"
"Yes!" Although the man's face turned pale in pain, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He did not dare to be negligent, he used his horizontal hand as a knife, cut off the entire arm that was still extending upward and corroded, and bandaged it roughly, then bent down and saluted, and hurriedly left.
Naturally, the others did not dare to stroke the tiger's beard any more, and they all kowtowed and left, following his instructions to make arrangements.
The man in red left another man named Tianbao behind and gave him a few more instructions: "Go to Suiye City...remember to get the black box. I will pick it up at this time tomorrow."
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Although Tianbao was a little puzzled, the Demon Lord was always unpredictable in his actions and had learned from past mistakes, so naturally he didn't dare to ask anything.
He agreed, turned around and disappeared.
The man in red saw that they were all gone, and then he slowly sat down. A faint red light flashed, and he returned to the size of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. His red pupils turned into black pupils, and his white hair turned into black.
He breathed a sigh of relief, his little face was a little pale, and there were very fine beads of sweat on his white jade-like forehead.
He smiled bitterly, he really didn't have much demonic power left in his body, but just a moment of returning to his original appearance made him break out in a sweat.
Fortunately, his prestige is still there, so those people respect him like a god and don't dare to look up at him, otherwise they have to see his flaws!
Demons are inherently ruthless, cunning, and duplicitous. They have no concept of good and evil, and naturally have no true loyalty. They only obey the strong and can only be subdued with an iron fist.
He had been sleeping for almost five hundred years, and these demon subordinates became suspicious of him and dared to question his orders.
If he doesn't use thunderous means to quickly frighten them, and as time goes by, they may see his weakness and they may rebel immediately...
He sat cross-legged on the roof, looking up at the sky, looking at the flickering stars, with a slight smile on his lips.
That girl is expected to make a lot of money tomorrow. I wonder how successful she will be.
She is actually very satisfied in this life, and he is by her side, and seeing her happy makes him happy too.[
He sat there, absorbing the essence of the moon. The faint moonlight slowly surrounded him like a tangible thing. Others only knew that he had amazing demon power. In fact, in the beginning, he practiced the Tao of Immortals...