"Woooooo!" Ling'er looked at him incredulously, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
What's the meaning? What happened to Princess Huachao?
"Your master is as useless as you, but he died with two light stabs. You are useless, so I came here to send you to reunite with her." Wusha took out the dagger and weighed it in his hand. for a moment.
"Woooooh!" No, spare my life! I don't want to die!
Ling'er knelt on the ground regardless, and kowtowed continuously towards Wu Sha.
It wasn't until she came here that she realized how much a luxury it is to live in the sun. When you die, there is nothing left!
Wusha violently pulled her head up from the ground, raised the knife in her hand, and cut her neck neatly.
Ling'er only felt a chill in her neck, severe pain, and countless liquids flowed out. She fell to the ground, messy hair covering her face.
She stared at Wusha viciously, her eyes full of struggle and unwillingness.
Wusha just watched her eyes gradually dimming quietly, and her pale face was completely gray.
"It's really bad luck." Wusha spat, wiped the blood off the dagger, and walked out.
It's good that there is one less person who is against the king.
"Puppy, have I completed my task?" Zhao Miaomiao yawned and saw Qingluan practicing sword in the courtyard.
"It's done, are you leaving, Master Host?"
"Everyone who should be dealt with has been dealt with, and I should leave too. Let the demon king leave it to the original owner."
"Ok~"
Zhao Miaomiao returned to her own space, and the screen displayed:
System No. 101
No.: 101
Tasker: Zhao Miaomiao
Grade: a (1 million)
Integral value: 715,000
Rong Qi returned to her body, she felt the surging demon power in her body, and knew that the tasker had helped her recover all the demon power.
She smiled, looked at Qingluan in the courtyard, and said loudly, "Qingluan, these days are too boring. Those who joined forces to encircle and suppress me thousands of years ago haven't taught them a lesson yet."
"No matter what the master wants to do, Qingluan will always be by his side." Qingluan walked quickly to Rong Qi, his eyes flashed.
The great war thousands of years ago caused the master to fall into a deep sleep for a thousand years, and the master did not mention this matter after he woke up. She thought that the contract was signed at the beginning, so the master would forget it like this.
"Those people are very sanctimonious. The contract back then was nothing more than a thousand-year contract. Now time has passed. There will be no less revenge! Since they like to work together to deal with me, then I will let them die together!"
Rong Qi smiled sadly, gritted his back molars and spoke harshly.
Afterwards, Rong Qi took Qingluan to torture those who had besieged her, and even Mozun was severely punished when he met her.
The demon king was so frightened that he never dared to appear in front of her again.
She puts a lot of emphasis on killing and discipline. Every day she is not training the army or managing the affairs of the monster clan. Under her leadership, the monster clan is thriving.
By her side will always be Wusha, a man in white, and Qingluan, a woman in green.
Rong Qi ushered in a new era for the monster race.
"Puppy, let's go down and find new tasks."
"Okay." The two walked in the hall together.
Under the guidance of the system, Zhao Miaomiao wandered around in front of various screens. She had just completed a task, and she was in a relaxed mood, walking at a leisurely pace.
"Hey." A deep and slow voice sounded behind him, and Zhao Miaomiao turned to take a look.
She has wandered around the mission hall several times, and no one has ever greeted her. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com