But before she could even take two steps, she was stopped by a young man in green clothes. The man's aura was restrained and broad, making Mo Qingmei immediately feel wary.
Very strong!
Not much different from the Demon King!
"Master..." Mo Qingmei lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was weak.
Qingfeng glanced down at her and asked in a deep voice: "Have you ever seen a girl in red?"
Mo Qingmei was stunned for a moment, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes. Did that girl just now have any noble status? The strong human race in front of her was actually looking for her?!
"I've seen it before. She entered the teleportation circle." Mo Qingmei seemed to be frightened and did not dare to look up at him, with a hint of crying in her voice.
"Which direction?"
"It should be the direction of the abyss and snow." Mo Qingmei lowered her head, covering up the slightly raised corners of her lips. How could she tell him that the girl was beaten into the demon clan's rear camp.
If such a strong man entered the demon clan's rear camp at this time, wouldn't it drastically change the plan?
Qingfeng stared at her suspiciously for a few seconds.
Why does the smell on her body smell so bad? It smells like... rotten fruit.
Qingfeng frowned: "You have a strong smell on your body."
"What?" Mo Qingmei was stunned. Before she could react, Qingfeng had already disappeared in front of her.
The next moment, her face turned green. She raised her hand and smelled it. She didn't feel any peculiar smell, but it revealed a bewitching fragrance.
now_
The demon tribe’s rear camp, somewhere_
Yunzheng suddenly fell to the ground, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and felt a pain in her back.
The person who attacked her at least had the cultivation level of Tribulation Realm!
She raised her eyes and looked around, and found that this place was completely different. All kinds of black-bodied and purple-eyed monsters were kept in captivity, and all the passers-by were demons.
The building is dark and windy, and the environment is much better than the human camp at the rear.
Some are low-level demons who cannot transform into human form, and some are high-level demons who have already transformed into human form.
She lowered her eyes and looked at Wen Renheng, who was lying in front of her. He was already out of breath and weak, and he wanted to call out loudly.
"She is..." Human race.
Yunzheng immediately stepped forward and covered his mouth tightly.
She sent a message and threatened him coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, Wen Renheng, be careful, I will kill you now."
When Wen Renheng heard this, a dark look flashed in his eyes, and he weakly replied to her: "I promise I will never talk nonsense."
At this time, the demons who discovered the human scent followed the scent and came over, surrounding Yunzheng and Wen Renheng tightly.
"It's the human race!" The strange-looking demon race exclaimed.
"Kill them!"
Yunzheng's eyes flashed slightly, and she violently pulled Wen Renheng up, then secretly pressed the short knife in her hand to his waist, and first sent a message to warn Wen Renheng: "You'd better not mess up.
Speak, be careful, I will strike you with a knife and make you impotent from now on."
Wen Renheng felt something cold and hard on his waist and pursed his lips.
"Listen to you."
Yunzheng replied: "You are a smart person, you should know what to do."
When Wen Renheng heard this, his eyes flickered. He glanced coldly at the demons around him and shouted in a low voice: "How dare you, my prince is here, how dare you come up to me?!"
When the demons heard this, they saw his face clearly, and it turned out to be His Highness the Fifth Prince. They were extremely frightened and knelt down to apologize.
"See Your Highness the Fifth Prince!"
"We are too blind to see Mount Tai. Please forgive us, Your Highness."
When Yunzheng saw this formation, he glanced sideways at Wen Renheng. He originally thought that he had a high status, but he didn't expect that he was still a demon prince.
Wen Renheng said coldly and ruthlessly: "Get out."
"Yes yes yes!"
The demons were preparing to evacuate this place, but they never thought that a team of demons would suddenly come towards them. The sound of whips suddenly sounded, and a low-level demon onlookers had his devil horns cut off by a whip, and his blood was purple.
splash.
"Don't block the road here, get out of the way." came an extremely pampering voice.
Yunzheng raised his eyes and saw dozens of young demons riding on huge monsters, coming in a mighty force. The women were charming and graceful, wearing very few clothes, and the turbulent waves on their chests were eye-catching.
Demon men are strong and mighty, some are handsome, some are ordinary, and some are ugly.
They all have a pair of purple eyes, either light or dark.
The leader, a young demon dressed in dark red robes, said with a joking smile, "Hey, Your Highness, the Fifth Prince, has returned from completing his mission? Why did he bring with him a peerless little beauty, whose face is so tender that it can make your eyes water?"
"Why does she have such a strong human aura?!" The woman who had just been whipped with a whip glanced at Yunzheng with sharp eyes.
As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up the magic whip and whipped it fiercely in the direction of Yunzheng.
There was a sound of "咻", and the long whip was swept.
Wen Renheng's face changed slightly, and he immediately turned his head to look at Yunzheng, but he never thought that the short knife she was holding had entered half an inch into his waist.
The stinging sensation of cutting flesh made Wen Renheng a little angry.
He knew that she was threatening him.
Wen Renheng raised his palm and grabbed the woman's long whip. He looked at her with a sinister expression and said, "Bai Niansang, it's enough to stop this. This is the personal maid given to His Highness by my father..."
Before he could finish speaking, he felt the dagger at his waist penetrate a little deeper.
Wen Renheng's face turned pale and he secretly cursed Yunzheng hundreds of times.
In the eyes of those young demons, his expression was like anger and beauty, which further showed the importance of this little beauty in Wen Renheng's heart.
At this moment, the little beauty hid behind Wen Renheng as if she was afraid, making all the nobles and demons laugh.
This personal maid is beautiful and fair-skinned. If she were in their hands, she would probably have to be pampered.
When the whip-wielding Bai Niansang heard this, he glared at Yunzheng with a bad expression, then looked at Wen Renheng and said sarcastically: "A little maid can make you lose your temper, how can you compare to those of yours?"
Royal brothers and brothers?"
Wen Renheng's face was gloomy, and his eyes looked at her with a hint of hidden murderous intent.
At this time, a dim light flashed in the eyes of the young demon Futu who was the leader, and he only heard him say:
"Your Highness, today is the day when we worship the Demon Tomb, why don't we come together?"
When Yunzheng heard this, he secretly sent a message and asked Wen Renheng: "Where is the Demon Tomb? Why do you worship?"
Wen Renheng didn't want to tell her, but the dagger she held moved again. He felt very aggrieved and gritted his teeth and replied.
"The Demon Mausoleum is the graveyard of our demon masters. If we, the younger generation, go to worship, our magic power will be improved."
Hearing this, Yunzheng suddenly lost interest.
Now she just wants to find a place to interrogate Wen Renheng. What mission is he going to do in the martial arts training field? What are the plans of the demon clan?
Suddenly, a sound of bells and drums sounded.
‘Boom——’
The surrounding demons knelt down one after another towards the north, while the young demons riding the monsters looked at each other in disbelief.
The leader, Futu, looked to the north and said in a deep voice: "The magic bell has rung, let's go quickly."
"Your Highness, please take your leave first!"
After saying that, Futu and others rode on the magical beasts and left, bypassing Wen Renheng and Yunzheng.
Just when Yunzheng was about to seize Wen Renheng again, her consciousness suddenly shook, and then she saw an old and dilapidated beauty mural in the mysterious inner room.
The picture flashed by.
Yunzheng's pupils shrank slightly. The person on the mural, half with black hair hanging around his waist, half wearing a mask to cover his face, holding a wine glass and paying homage to all things, his red clothes burning with flames.
For some reason, she felt a sense of familiarity in her heart.
The scene just now was caused by the sound of bells.