Chapter 87 The Demon King Arrives 10
"Is this the good rule of your decency?"

Mu Ran, there was a seductive female voice, and the bell on the ankle rang with the movement.

"Ringling."

Crowd: ...

……

The Demon Cult is here.

The Demon Cult is here.

The Demon Cult is here! ! ! ! !

Fuck, the Demon Cult is here! ! !
"Leader, the more you fight the less, this is not the so-called decent thing."

Ling Ji looked at the crowd on the ring with a light smile, and walked slowly, gracefully and charmingly.

"Ringling."

The ankle bells rang incessantly.

And behind her, followed by everyone from the Demon Cult.

Lots of people.

There are not many people in the Demon Cult, and it looks like a dense mass of darkness.

Onlookers:  …

This horse riding is about to fight.

Hastily.

I can't even run away.

"This this……"

"Fuck, what to do, what to do, just say that I was leaving just now!"

"Fuck, who knew that the Devil's Cult would suddenly intervene at this moment."

"It's fine if the Demon Lord doesn't come."

"...Who said it, who said it..."

"Fuck..."

Lord Mozun didn't come? ?
Go blind.

"Where is it?"

"It's on the ring..." I wanted to cry but had no tears.

……

"Di, Di, Di Shang."

Zi Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded when she saw the "man" in black robes.

Zi Xiaoxiao hasn't seen Di Shang for more than a month.

The long hair was not bundled, and it fell straight down.

The mask covered her face, making it impossible to see the expression inside.

But the low air pressure emanating from her body surprised Zi Xiaoxiao.

"My lord."

Ling Ji stepped onto the ring, lowered her eyes, and said respectfully to Ye Li.

"Di Shang!"

The devil's religion brought not too many people, but the fool also knew what it was for.

"what do you want to do."

The leader looked around and saw that almost everyone was surrounded by people from the Devil's Cult.

"Ah, I told you all." Mo Qiyun ordered his subordinates to put Zi Xiaoxiao down, but they pressed Zi Xiaoxiao's acupuncture points, making her unable to move.

"How about it, Mrs. Mozun, this leader is not lying."

Zi Xiaoxiao: ...

Gong Ziyu glanced at Yeli, his eyes were indifferent, and he kept looking at Zi Xiaoxiao.

Seeing her looking at Ye Li all the time, her eyes turned cold and she frowned.

"Evil Cult evildoer!"

"Di Shang, what do you want to do?"

Seeing so many people from the Devil's Cult, the leader felt a chill in his heart.

Ye Li didn't answer the leader's words, but glanced at Mo Qiyun, and Mo Qiyun immediately took the hand off Zi Xiaoxiao's body. After all, Mo Qiyun was more afraid of the Demon Lord.

Zi Xiaoxiao was frozen and unable to speak, she could only look at Ye Li with her big watery eyes.

Pathetic.

"Leader, since it's a martial arts conference, how can we lose our Demon Sect's share?"

Ling Ji smiled lightly, looking at the so-called upright people opposite.

Almost all the sects in the martial arts are here.

The owner of Wuhua Palace is also a member of the Demon Cult, named Lian Ji.

Lian Ji bit her lip after seeing Lord Mozun coming.

Quietly.

"The Martial Arts Conference does not allow members of the Demon Sect to participate." The leader frowned and said, all the leaders in the past have had trouble with the Demon Sect.

The Devil's Cult wasn't originally called the Devil's Cult, but because of its bloodthirsty nature, killings continued.

The martial arts practiced are also some crooked arts.

That's why it's called the Devil's Cult.

Ye Li glanced at Zi Xiaoxiao, and waved her hand to untie her acupuncture points.

"Xiao Xiao."

The leader's heart tightened, "Di Shang, what exactly do you want to do?"

The leader didn't know what Ye Li was going to do, but he wouldn't be very worried if he killed him.

I'm afraid I don't know Ye Li's purpose.

"My lord, I'm here to propose marriage."

His indifferent voice came from inside the mask, which was different from Gongzi Yu's voice.

Alliance leader: ...

This is marriage proposal, not murder.

Ling Ji: ...

Demon Sect members: ...

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Hey, my head is burning and confused, if there is something really bad, don't, don't, don't spray me, if it's not good, give me your opinion, and I'll change it when I get better from the cold. ...

I have a little cold...

Come on, little cuties, and wait for more.

 Ahhh, the next chapter will really start to pretend, or you will hit me!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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