Chapter 383 Saving Silver Weng (4)

The red clothes are dazzling.

Yun Yiran's eyes are like autumn water, that smile actually softens everything around him.

The beauty is stunning, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to, all the beautiful words in the world are used on Yun Yiran, and the cold ink does not think it is too much, he directly stretches out his hand and pulls Yun Yiran into his arms: "It seems that Shan Zichen is also a bit good .”

"..."

Yun Yiran was taken aback for a moment, a little confused.

Leng Shuimo narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became extremely deep: "I can actually see you smiling instead of being indifferent."

"..."

Hot feeling!

Yun Yiran could clearly feel that his heart speeded up inexplicably!

She hastily broke free from Leng Shuimo's imprisonment, and her escape speed was as fast as a gust of wind!

In an instant, there was only Leng Shuimo left in the room.

The original soft light quickly faded away, although his face was still pale, but the aura on his body was full of murderous aura, he glanced around before calling out coldly: "Ghost thousand."

Gui Qian appeared immediately, knelt down and saluted, "What orders does the Demon Lord have?"

"It's time to prepare!"

"Yes!"

Gui Qian's expression was slightly restrained, and he quickly responded.

However, when he raised his eyes to look at Leng Shuimo, he couldn't help being startled: "Mozun, your body..."

At this time, although the Demon Lord's aura was still so strong that it was suffocating, his face had a strange paleness, which made him frown slightly.

Leng Shuimo glanced at Gui Qian, and said coldly: "I have cultivated Balrog."

"Blaze?! Demon Lord, you..."

Balrog.

These two words represent death.

The so-called flame is the fire of hell, and the devil is the supreme body in hell. The combination of the two can bring the most powerful power to the practitioner, but it can also become the sharpest knife!

All the demon masters before Mimo had cultivated Balrog, but in the end they all died because of Balrog, so the horror of Balrog has been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and they have not heard these two words for many, many years.

However, their Demon Lord actually cultivated the Flame Demon? !

This news obviously made Gui Qian's face extremely ugly, and he clenched his fists: "Mozun, why did you do this!"

"In order to promote the matter and achieve the best results, it is natural to pay a double price!" When Leng Shuimo said this, his eyes were gloomy like ghosts in hell, and the aura around him was reduced to the lowest level in vain.

"But... that's too risky?!"

Gui Qian still didn't understand, he clenched his fists: "If you are like this, what will the Concubine Mo do?! What if something happens to you, Mozun, what will the Concubine Mo do?"

"she……"

Only said one word.

Then, Leng Shui Mo stood up slowly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of extremely cold frost: "Remember, in the future, seeing the concubine Mo is like seeing the deity, you have to protect her, and don't let her get hurt in the slightest." !"

Every word is cold.

His expression was also suffocatingly cold.

At that moment, Gui Qian felt his heart tighten, and he gritted his teeth: "Mozun, please forgive me for being limited in ability, and cannot complete the task you entrusted to me, Mozun!" Mo said in a word: "So, I ask Mozun to take care of Mofei!"

"Is it?"

Leng Shui Mo swept towards Gui Qian, with murderous look in his eyes: "Gui Qian, do you think this deity has been too kind recently?!" As he spoke, he moved his hand slightly, and directly knocked Gui Qian down to the ground.

(End of this chapter)

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