MTL - All the Cultivators In the Immortal World Think That the Peak Master is Ruthless.-Chapter 308 missing 7
Chapter 308 Missing 7
Gu Qingmo touched the storage bag, and there was no melon, so he could only find a piece of jerky to make do with it.
The Twelfth Demon Lord saw Gu Qingmo coming back, like a great enemy.
Although he didn't know who the man in white was, the beast's intuition told him that this man was very strong, at least above him.
I thought that when Gu Qingmo came back, he would help Mo Chuli to deal with him, but the man started eating jerky!
What does this mean, are you despising him!
Mo Chuli saw that the Twelfth Demon Sovereign was a little distracted, grabbed the gap, stabbed the root of his tail with a sword, raised the tip of the sword, and when the tail broke off, blood spurted out.
"Ah!" The Twelfth Demon Lord cried out in pain, making a strange roar.
Gu Qingmo immediately covered Mo Chuli's ears and looked at the beastman who was gradually rotting into water with a cold expression.
Orcs are a strange race that only exists in records. They are half-beasts and half-humans, but their habits are closer to those of beasts. They have strong attack power and have a very long lifespan.
Orcs cannot cultivate like any other race, they can only constantly temper their own bodies, not physical cultivation is better than physical cultivation.
Mo Chuli was surprised to see the twelfth Demon Lord who destroyed his corpse. If the orcs died, wouldn't even the corpse be left behind?
So convenient!
Gu Qingmo stared at the corrupted corpse, his face a bit ugly, "Blood puppet?"
"Is this a blood puppet?" Mo Chuli's face was also not good-looking, and he was also a little puzzled.
They have only seen two kinds of blood puppets so far, none of which is like the Twelfth Demon Lord.
What's more, he had never heard that the Twelfth Demon Lord was a blood puppet.
If so, who is the manipulator?
Gu Qingmo was silent for a long time, seeing Mo Chuli a little nervous, then he said, "Let's go, go directly to the battlefield."
Mo Chuli: ...Did you really make a detour before!
Mo Chuli didn't understand such jumping thinking, and he didn't know what Gu Qingmo was thinking, but he was a good apprentice who just listened to his master.
"Yes, Master."
…
Above the black hall, the man was playing with a purple-black puppet in his hand. The puppet was half-human and half-beast with a dark crystal inlaid at the base of its tail.
Suddenly, the crystals on the puppet cracked inch by inch, and the cracks spread to the entire puppet. The next moment, it turned into powder and slid down from the fingertips.
"Sure enough, a puppet is a puppet. Even if it is given consciousness, it is still a waste." The man patted off all the powder that fell on his body, and raised his eyelids lazily, "Where have you been?"
Protector Zuo held the delicate and fragrant food, and put the dishes in front of the Demon Venerable one by one with no expression, and did not answer his question, "The third Demon Lord has sent back news that the Misty Asgard has been destroyed, and there are four remaining. It will be resolved soon, and the liberation of the demon world is just around the corner."
The Demon Venerable was not angry either, and poked the roasted pigeon in the middle with a smile. The skin was crispy and the meat was tender. It was oily when poked, and the fragrance made people drool. "
Left Protector's expression remained unchanged, and he took the dinner plate and backed out.
Mozun lifted the outermost skin of the roast pigeon with chopsticks, and pulled out pieces of tender meat, "Master should understand what I mean, wait, we can meet again, the disciple is really looking forward to it. ."
After Left Protector came out, the two people outside the door gathered around.
Guardian Zuo looked at the woman full of stitches, "Why are you here, how are you doing what Lord Mozun ordered?"
The right guardian seemed to be angry, and the spliced face was twisted for a moment, "Why can you always stay by the side of the adults, I will be running around, and in the end, I can't even see the faces of the adults!"
The left protector glanced at the right protector coldly. Although their identities and status are the same, it can be seen from the assigned affairs that the left protector is closer to the Demon Venerable.
As for the right protector, as long as he is not blind, it can be seen that the Demon Venerable dislikes her quite a bit.
However, the Right Protector himself did not have any self-awareness, and always wanted to lean in front of the Demon Venerable.
As a result, everyone can enter and exit the main hall, only Zuo Hufa is allowed to enter and exit freely.
"Are you questioning the adults' decision?"
The left guardian glared sharply at the right guardian, as if she would be executed on the spot if she said yes.
Right Protector snorted angrily, turned around and left with enchanting steps.
"First Demon Lord, what are you doing here?" Zuo Hufa looked at the man with a wicked look on the side.
The first Demon Lord, the strongest among the Twelve Demon Lords, but has a rather strange habit, not only likes to wear women's clothes, but also likes rouge gouache.
Today, the makeup of the first devil is not too bright, that is, the mouth is as red as if he had eaten dozens of children.
"It's me," the First Demon Lord leaned on the left guard's ear and whispered, "I just want to see what the traitors who killed the fourth, fifth, and seventh idiots want to do."
Left Protector looked at the flaming red lips, his eyelids twitched, "What does the first devil mean?"
The first demon lord put his arms around his chest and pulled his **** mouth. "Ming people don't speak secretly. I have seen all the things you did."
Left Protector's expression remained the same, as calm as if he didn't know what the First Demon Lord was talking about.
"The Demon Lord means that I killed the other three Demon Lords, is there any evidence?"
The First Demon Lord seemed to have heard something incredible, raised his head and laughed, "Evidence? When will we talk about evidence?"
Left Protector took out the wristband and silently tied his wide sleeves.
The first devil hurriedly held his hand, "Who said it was going to be done?"
The rules of the demon world have always been like this, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. No evidence is given, only fists are recognized.
Whoever has the bigger fist has the final say.
Even if the Guardian Left kills the first devil on the spot, he will not be held accountable. It doesn't matter who fills the vacancy.
The First Demon Lord is still conscious of his own abilities. If he can't beat him, he won't fight. He doesn't want to die.
Zuo Hufa looked at him and expressed doubts.
The First Demon Lord whispered, "Have you seen Gu—"
"You guys are so noisy! I told you not to let me eat!" Before the first demon could finish his words, the dark door beside him opened a small slit, and a slender chopstick flew out from it, just sticking to it. He wiped the face of the First Demon Lord.
The first devil hurriedly took out the mirror and couldn't help sighing. Fortunately, he flashed fast, otherwise he would be disfigured.
Left Protector didn't care about this at all, and said to the door, "This subordinate will go and get another pair of tableware."
"hurry up!"
"Yes."
The first Demon Sovereign saw that the Guardian Zuo walked away quickly, and quickly chased after him, "Guardian Zuo, Lord Demon Venerable has also come today?"
Left Protector cast a glance at him, but did not answer.
When the first Demon Lord saw this, he understood that it was the real Lord Demon Lord, not a puppet.
However, the time for Lord Demon Lord to come this time is too long. In the past, it would take at least twenty years to arrive in January or so.
But this time, since five years ago, every time he comes here, he sees the descending Demon Lord, not a puppet.
First Demon Lord: I want to be a women's clothing boss, no one wants to stop me!
(end of this chapter)
