Vampire cute baby tomb robber

312 Seventh Highness, Regaining the Demon Palace

"That's why women are stupid. No matter how smart a woman is, she loses her ability to think before the word love." Fanny arrogantly looked down at her feet, her red robe overflowing.

The fallen angel gave him a strange look: "What are you upset about?"

"When did I say that I was unhappy?" Fanny stood up the staff in his hand, and countless cracks appeared on the ground.

The fallen angel looked down at the slits, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and the wings behind him trembled slightly with his movements: "You're not upset, it's me, right?"

Fanny didn't speak, his ruby-like eyes were long.

That stupid woman, will she still keep talking about love?

Love?

That's what the devil doesn't need.

What's more, he is that person again.

Born with a smile on his face, he is a lofty Seraphim.

Not even Jesus can be compared to him.

In the whole world, which angel is born with a smile?

I have to cry a few times in empathy.

He was different, his thin lips were slightly hooked and curved.

Some people say that perhaps Lucifer's rebellion has existed since he was born. He brought the brilliance of hope and the elegance of nobility, but also a rebelliousness that no one can tame.

This is also one of the reasons why people who read the Bible later did not think it was strange that he abandoned the glory of the vice-lord of the kingdom of heaven, brought a third of the angels to rebel, and chose to fall to the earth and become a demon.

Even born with a smile on his face, what else can he not dare to do?

no……

Because, he has always been omnipotent.

The seventh prison.

The Temple of Demons stands majestically at the foot of the volcano, stretching windingly to the banks of the Solo River, where no sunlight can shine, and the thick fog covers everything.

Countless long and pointed roofs towered in mid-air, bustling and gloomy.

Beiming Liancheng's slightly curly long hair fell vertically with the cloak, sweeping across the icy steps and the expensive wine-red carpet.

The last floor is a coffin carved with flowers. Inside the black coffin, one can faintly see the sleeping person inside.

He wears a half silver mask with long feathers of the same color on both sides. The thin lips under Canqi's mask are slightly raised, with an evil smile that is not a smile.

He was wearing a robe that was dyed black, half as white as snow and half as black as ink.

Even the six wings behind him are the same, the radiant left wing, the pure black and evil right wing, and the strong color difference give people an indescribable shock.

His hands were wearing black gloves, and they were elegantly folded on his chest. Right on his chest, a huge cross crossed to his back and was firmly nailed to the coffin.

Beiming Liancheng stopped in his tracks, narrowing his amber eyes.

The cross was destroyed inch by inch and crumbled to rubble.

The black robe was lifted up, and when he turned around again, a half-silver mask had already appeared on his face, and his wings were completely stained with jet black ink.

Evil, from now on...

The devil world is completely boiling!

Under hell, thousands of miles of sky.

The Pantheon held a carnival for three days and three nights.

However, their great ruler seemed to be as lazy as ever, and did not appear at the carnival feast, but stood at the top of the Pantheon of Demons, overlooking everything in the Demon Realm.

Sheila stood behind him, looking at Nangong Baiye in his arms, hesitated to speak: "Your Highness, you don't need to act anymore, after all, you hate humans so much, why don't you leave Miss Baiye to your subordinates?"

Beiming Liancheng listened quietly, without a trace of waves on his ice sculpture-like profile.

Give her to someone else?

When this thought came up, Beiming Liancheng felt empty and aching with boredom.

"Go down." He said coldly, without looking at Sheila.

Sheila frowned: "Your Highness, Miss Bai Ye is not suitable to stay here."

"I'll say it again, go down." Beiming Liancheng's amber pupils narrowed slightly, and there were several loud bangs, and the bright crystal lamps fell from both sides one after another, and fell straight onto the marble floor. Broken into petals one after another.

Sheila felt the coldness in the air, and she didn't dare to say another word. She just bent her waist and stepped back step by step...

"It's useless for you to get angry at him." In the chaotic night, the gentle Bei Mingxun came out from the flickering light. He was covered with silver fur, a bit like the protagonist in a comic, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, There were bursts of low-pitched ridicule: "As early as the beginning, you should have known that since you chose to be reborn, you were doomed to lose her."

Beiming Liancheng raised his eyes, glanced at him lightly, did not speak, just hugged Nangong Baiye, and continued to look down at everything under his feet.

"Have you forgotten?" Bei Mingxun took a step forward, then leaned on the stone pillar, turned his face sideways, and smiled: "The Lord curses you. You can have the supreme power, but at the same time you can't ask for it." .Your Highness, how long has it been since you saw the sun? How long has it been since you didn't know what you want?"

Beiming Liancheng spoke this time, and simply gave him one word: "Get lost."

"Hehe." Bei Mingxun's eyes suddenly tightened, and the gentleness on his face was replaced by evil: "One day, I will snatch her from your arms, I believe, that day will not be far away. After all, she has already regretted it."

Beiming Liancheng turned his head, his deep and narrow eyes were like shattered ice: "You won't have that chance."

"Really? That's not necessarily..." The light flickered, and Bei Mingxun's figure was no longer there. It turned out to be just a phantom.

The real him was still standing in the desert not far from the Temple of Demons, with a sandalwood round table in front of him, and a chessboard and a purple sand teapot on the round table.

He held a black chess piece in his slender fingers, and it fell down with a snap, his eyes slowly dimmed...

As early as the beginning, he had issued a warning to Nangong Baiye.

But she ignored his warning.

The so-called Fifth Hell doesn't mean that you don't have to be here to exist.

Where the heart is, there is purgatory.

From the moment they entered the cemetery, he opened the Fifth Hell.

everyone is his pawn

It would have been a hit.

But he still underestimated her intelligence and attention to detail.

His scheme was thoroughly analyzed in front of her.

He thought that in this case, she must be a suspicious person.

That's why she kept repeating that code word in her ear.

Bei Mingxun still doesn't understand why she still chooses to enter the desert.

She is not afraid of losing her soul in the end.

In fact, she has regretted it now, doesn't she?

Even he didn't expect the identity of that person.

After all, what is more cruel than devouring is... exploiting.