C813 Tantai Jingyun jumped down (2/2)

”Old Devil Liu, take care of your daughter!”

Old Devil Liu coughed lightly, and said majestically: ”How can you speak to senior like that? ”He doesn't understand the rules at all.”

”Yan Yan, that's it, so what if that brat dies?” With Ye Chen dead, the Old Devil Liu was secretly satisfied.

”What?” Then, Ye Chen is dead? ” Wan Xiaoxiao's beautiful face turned cold. She woke up and walked out of the secret room. When she saw the light of the blood moon, she turned into a killing demonic equipment. She relied on a thread of her consciousness to attack the Demon Palace and only returned to normal midway.

Now that she heard that Ye Chen had actually died, she was extremely furious. Ye Chen should have died by her hands, how could he have died by her hands?

She glanced at Tantai Jingyun who was still in a daze from the shock from the control of Liu Qingyan's Spirit Power and thought: ”Tantai Jingyun killed Ye Chen, so the two of them are directly related, how about we assassinate Tantai Jingyun? could be considered as indirectly killing Ye Chen? ”

She thought this was a good idea, and her heart hardened.

”Xiaoxiao, how did you get here?” Even Black Puppet Demon Sect's Divine Abilities Realm Heavenly Puppet was almost destroyed. ”

Wan Xiaoxiao frowned: ”I think it's very easy. After throwing a few items and attracting the attention of hidden weapons, I discovered that there was a black trail that was triggered, so I smoothly made my way over.”

”…”

Their feelings were stupid!

The Unfettered Realm of the number one clan of the Devil Dao Organs had a very ugly expression. How could they have forgotten such a simple method?

It had to be because of the young master, and they were under a lot of pressure.

That must be it.

”Everyone, business is more important. This old man feels that the ancient demon language around the Devil Cave is the key. We should try to decipher it.” Master Song said.

Wan Xiaoxiao looked at the bizarre ancient devil language. Previously, she had seen a similar number of ancient demons at the Spring Palace's mural, but she remembered a little more.

It was as if she had another identity.