Han Sha... has lost her favor and lost her cultivation magic weapon, and she may even live for a few days. That's also her luck.

Hansha's eyes turned cold, but she didn't dare to use force with others casually now. She snorted coldly and walked in first. At least in the Demon Palace, these fierce and cruel demons dared not kill each other. They all looked like obedient little lambs, but it may not be necessary to leave this door.

At this moment, many people had gathered in the hall of the Demon Palace, and not long after, all the demon envoys arrived.

After a long time, Zong Jun slowly walked out from behind. He sat on the chair, his lazy and evil eyes glanced down. Everyone quickly knelt all over the ground and said in unison: "Greetings to Lord."

Hansha also knelt among the crowd, and saw the man in white standing next to him at a glance with Zong Jun.

The man was dressed in white, tall and tall, and his black hair was spread out. He wore a silver mask to cover his entire face, but Han Sha still recognized him at a glance. He was Ye Ming!

But except Hansha, no one else knew Ye Ming. Everyone looked at him with careful curious eyes. Why can this person not kneel? Who is he?

Soon they had the answer.

Zong Jun looked at Ye Ming with a doting look, took his hand, and pulled him in front of him.

He turned his head, glanced at the people below with indifferent and cold eyes, and a low voice echoed in the hall: "This is the Jade Soul, and he will be the number one demon envoy under my seat from now on. You should obey the orders and take him as the master. Do you understand?"

The author has something to say: I feel that my whole mood is not in good condition, and I haven't recovered yet, so I don't know how to make it clearer... If I have to be fresh, I can't do anything, after all, I only like bloody.

If you enter the dark room again, um... it's up to fate.

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As soon as this said, everyone looked at Ye Ming in shock. After a moment, they came to their senses and said respectfully: "Yes, Lord!"

Everyone looked at Ye Ming again, envious. This was obviously the new favorite of the Lord! I just don’t know how strong he is...

Hansha almost bit her teeth, and her strength was greatly damaged. Now that her status in the Demon Palace has dropped significantly, how can life be better?

This man looked cold and cold, but he had the ability to bewitch people, which made the Lord so fond of him!

Zong Jun just brought Ye Ming to everyone to show his face, so that he could let people know that he was his first demon envoy now. After saying that, he got up and left.

Ye Ming hurriedly followed Zong Jun and left with him respectfully. Except for Zong Jun, no one else deserved his extra look.

……………………

Ye Ming lived like this, and his life was like a subordinate during the day and a bedmate at night. His life was so comfortable.

Moreover, he was quite idle. Zong Jun did not seem to have the intention to let him go out for business. He probably just wanted to give him a more suitable identity to stay by his side. Compared to the forbidden-天子生, Zong Jun obviously felt that the identity of the First Demon Envoy was more suitable for him.

【888: It has been several days, and Zong Jun’s blackening value has not dropped at all.】

[Ye Ming: But I feel that we have lived the life of an old couple...]

【888:…】

[Ye Ming: To be honest, if it weren't for eliminating the blackening value, there was really no need to make trouble. Xiaojun is a seed of affection. The persistence of those who practice Taoism is different. When I treat him like this, he just wants to trap me by his side... According to the normal routine of demon cultivating, when facing the enemy of killing, at least he should take the enemy to skin and bone and refine the soul, life is better than death. He actually punished me with **. Shy jpg]

【888: So why did you treat him like this?】

【Ye Ming:…】

[888 uses four combos: speechless? It’s hard to speak? It’s so ashamed? It’s not regretful?

[Ye Ming: It wasn't intentional.qaq] The tears shed now are the water that entered the mind at the beginning.

[888: Hehe.] This spicy chicken without regrets.

[Ye Ming: Alas, although I really want to stay here and accompany him, for your experience value and your systematic review, I can only try my best to eliminate it... It's almost time to find an opportunity to restore my memory.]

【888:For me?】

[Ye Ming: Yes, it's all for you! At least we have partnered with so many worlds. Brother, you have been taking care of me like this. How can I bear to let you suffer this loss because of me? I've been suffering in my heart. So am I doing my task well?]

【888: You have the ability to say it again for me.】

【Ye Ming:…】

[Ye Ming: I mean for us o(∩_∩)o~]

【888: Get out.】

On this day, Ye Ming woke up from the bed as usual. He slowly opened his eyes, and a deep admiration appeared in his black eyes. He stared at Zong Jun, and a cold and slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Master."

Zong Jun stroked Ye Ming's eyebrows and suddenly said lightly: "Take someone to Fengming Sect and kill them all, no one left." His tone was light, as if he was just saying something trivial, rather than deciding life and death.

Ye Ming was a little surprised, but he quickly responded with respect, and he reluctantly rubbed Zong Jun for a while before he got up.

This is the first time he has done his business for Zong Jun. The master values ​​him so much and has entrusted him with important tasks... Although he is reluctant to leave his master, he must do his best and never let him down.

Fengming Sect is also one of the affiliated sects of Xuanguang Sect. It is a typical righteous immortal sect. Originally, Han Sha should have done the destruction of the sect. She was ordered to destroy three affiliated sects of Xuanguang Sect, but only two of them were destroyed. She was deposed because she came back to assassinate herself, so the matter fell on him.

Ye Ming brought his mask to the front hall. The demon cultivators who were waiting here had received a command to cooperate with Ye Ming to wipe out Fengming Sect.

Although Zong Jun's order cannot be disobeyed, these demon cultivators are all treacherous and cunning. If Ye Ming is capable, it is okay for him to follow him to get benefits. If he is just a candle who climbs the bed, then he will never be able to fight for him. It is important to save his life at that time. After all, Fengming Sect is close to Xuanguang Sect, and this trip is still very dangerous.

These people followed Ye Ming, with respect on the surface, but their hearts were all ulterior motives.

Ye Ming didn't care about them at all, and just said coldly: "Since you go out with me to do your business for your master, you must do your best. If I find that you are cheating, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword."

The demon cultivators hurriedly said, "Please rest assured, Lord Jade Soul, I will do my best!"

They said this, but their eyes flashed with disdain. I don’t know how great this Jade Soul is, but his tone is quite strong. He just opens his mouth and is ruthless under the sword. I really don’t know who will deal with whom at that time.

Their demon cultivators have always been respected by the strong, but they are not popular to talk nonsense.

Ye Ming did not look at them anymore, opened his mouth and spit out the flying sword. The flying sword turned into a single person. He first controlled the flying sword and soared into the sky.

The Demon Palace is quite far from Fengming Sect. It took Ye Mingguang a full half a day to fly out of the Demon Realm, and then another day to come to Kuiyuzhou. The Fengming Sect is located in a town in Kuiyuzhou. Although it is a small sect, it is quite powerful in the local area and has hundreds of disciples. In the eyes of those mortals without spiritual roots, they are all gods flying in the sky and hiding the earth.

When Ye Ming and his team of demon cultivators came to this town, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the yin energy was shady, and all the ghosts and monsters appeared. When the civilians saw this, they were all frightened and fled in all directions.

Among these demon cultivators, there are many brutal and bloodthirsty people, and there are also many who practice with human blood and life. When they saw these mortals, they burst into laughter, with a look of greed in their eyes. One of them, the two tall giant demon cultivators, with a bronze mask, grabbed a woman who had not had time to escape, and held her hands in front of him like a chicken, and opened her mouth and made a creeping laugh.

The woman saw that the demon cultivator was so terrified that she burst into tears and screamed in horror.

But the demon cultivators next to him just smiled and said as if they were laughing at him: "Tong San, your appetite has always been so good. You can't wait for a while, and you won't even let this kind of mortal. The monks in Fengming Sect taste better later."

Tong San's eyes were filled with greed light, and he could not hear it. He only felt that the woman in front of him was very delicious. He opened his mouth and was about to bite it. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck, a little uneasy in his mouth, and he couldn't stop talking.

He reached out and touched his throat, and suddenly his eyes grew in horror. His head slid to the ground, and his hands were weakly released.

Tong San felt his eyes spinning. Looking at the woman's horrified face, the two looked at each other, and after a moment, there was no sound again.

There was silence all around, and slowly, everyone turned to look at Ye Ming.

Ye Ming was wearing white clothes, standing upright. The silver mask shone coldly under the dark sky, and his black eyes had no feelings. He stretched out his hand and the green spirit sword returned to his hand, with a cold voice: "He has been wasting time."

This light words made everyone feel terrified and silent. The eyes of Ye Ming were also solemn and afraid.

Although the Tong San is not a very powerful master, he is definitely not weak, especially the copper-skinned iron bones are very difficult to deal with. Ye Ming quietly took his life directly with a sword. He broke through the copper-skinned iron bones like cutting tofu. What a magic weapon, and what a terrifying spiritual power it is.

There are quite a few of them who can kill Tong San, but none of them can do this.

This first demon envoy is actually a terrifying sword cultivator! Such a master has never been heard of before.

The black eyes under Ye Ming's mask glanced at everyone faintly, "Master's order, Fengming Sect will not stay, but you waited for the order to slaughter some mortals and did not obey the orders. There was no rule. If the task was not completed, the master did not need to take action, I will kill you first."

"Sir, I will definitely obey the orders. Let's go to the Fengming Sect." One of the demon cultivators immediately smiled.

These demon cultivators have always been in blood everywhere they go, and they don’t leave any chickens and dogs, and there are no such stern people as Ye Ming… However, with the lessons of Tong San, they dare not disobey the orders, and they just think that if they will deal with the Fengming Sect’s people later, they will kill these mortals. I don’t know that they can’t run far.

This new first demon envoy has a strong cultivation level, is cruel and ruthless, and has the favor of the Lord. He must not be offended. They all change quickly when they see the wind and become respectful and flattering to Ye Ming.

Ye Ming's eyes were cold, and he turned around and walked forward. His white sleeves were blown up by the strong wind, and his whole body was filled with murderous intentions.

From the moment these demon cultivators arrived, Fengming Sect knew that they immediately asked Xuanguang Sect for help, and then immediately began to protect the mountain formation. At this time, scattered escape was just a dead end. It would be better to be careful and wait for the people from Xuanguang Sect to come to save them, and there is still a glimmer of life!

Ye Ming and others came to Fengming Sect, sacrificing spirit swords and hit Fengming Sect's mountain protection formation with violent attacks. Other demon cultivators also sacrificed their spiritual weapons and began to attack desperately, but in just a short time, the mountain protection formation was shaking.

The Sect Master of Fengming Sect stood in the formation and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was responsible for controlling the formation, but in just a moment, his speed was already exhausted.

The elder who assisted him next to him was also pale. They had sent a message of help to Xuanguang Sect, but was it too late?

At this moment, not only were their disciples in Fengming Sect, but also some civilians who fled in for asylum in the chaos just now, were anxious and frightened. If they could not hold on, they would not be able to escape today.

Ye Ming seemed to be serious about using the flying sword attack and chatted with 888 casually. This mask is really a good thing, and even saves him the energy of acting.

[Ye Ming: Why haven’t the people from Xuanguang Sect come yet? If I don’t come, I will really be destroyed.]

【888: Are you still afraid of extermination?】

[Ye Ming: If you kill bad people, it would be fine, but there are a bunch of old, weak, women, children, and bad good people. It is a bit unstoppable to kill them...]

【888:…】

【888: It's coming soon, you can drag it for a while.】

[Ye Ming: By the way, who are coming?]

【888: You are lucky, and you are here at Mu Yuanqing.】

Ye Ming was really shocked now. He was so lucky?

The reason why he delayed waiting for the people from Xuanguang Sect to come was that he hoped to take this opportunity to reveal his identity and lay the groundwork for his future memory recovery. However, he has been dead for three thousand years. It is not easy to meet an old acquaintance, but Mu Yuanqing is his old acquaintance.

Ye Ming was the personal disciple of the sect leader Master Yuanming in Xuanguang Sect. Master Yuanming treated him like a teacher or a father and was a person he was very close to. Mu Yuanqing was the youngest disciple of Master Yuanming. His serious junior brother was very familiar with each other, um... and he also knew that Mu Yuanqing also had a crush on him.

There is no way, the heartthrob is so distressing.
To be continued...