Zhuzhao sneered: "You and Your Highness Seventh have been colluding with each other for tens of thousands of years... Both of them want to go together."

Pei Ye's response was a big contempt and rolling eyes.

"This is just an assumption that normal logic will worry about, and it has nothing to do with tacit understanding. If you don't have this tacit understanding with us, it only means that your brain has not developed a few grooves for more than 100,000 years... It is also possible that it has finally grown up and was ironed flat by your backhand."

Demon Lord Candle: "..."

He now has ten thousand swear words from the demon clan to dedicate it to this illiterate panda.

The magic weapon taken in her hands was her own strength, and she was as willful as a candle, and had to retreat tactically, and said angrily: "...why are you... still as bad as before..."

Pei Ye was not ashamed but proud and tilted his head.

"Who made me transform into an iron-eating beast in my previous life?"

Zhu Zhao curled her lips: "I have seen many people who eat iron beasts and become spirits. No one is like you. When they meet, their fists are itchy."

Pei Ye shook his head and sighed: "Iron-eating beasts are good at bamboo shoots. If you don't try to 'snatch bamboo shoots', wouldn't you eat the last meal without the next meal?"

Candle shine after realizing it: "..."

Can he complain about a homophonic meme that costs money?

grass

As a demon clan, he has no heart and naturally he will not be as angry as a human being, but he has a demon core.

"Damn, I really owe you in my previous life..."

Is this the price of paying the Demon King’s heart?

Not only will he be imprisoned and free by the Seventh Saint Lord, he will be a 007 social animal with no holiday, but he will also be bullied by the Seventh Saint Lord's mistress - a mortal enemy who fought with him for no less than 30,000 times back then - he did not have the majesty of the Demon Lord. He was really a cry of silent men and women.

Pei Ye smiled badly: "Isn't it just you owe me?"

Candle shine: "…"

He was so angry that he wanted to leave immediately.

At this time, Pei Ye's mind flashed and he grabbed the candlelight that was about to evacuate with one hand.

Zhuzhao patted the back of her hand angrily: "Why do you want me to be so arrogant? Do you know if the demon demon is not kissing?"

"You can help me bring a message to Your Highness Seventh."

Candles still have noble and cool expressions.

"explain."

Lord Demon Lord was in a bad mood, and now he wanted to lock this smelly couple to death.

What do you mean by yourself and let him be an intermediary?

"I might have a way to lure the snake out of the hole."

The candle shines immediately and is in a serious mood: "What method?"

Pei Ye said seriously: "The way of heaven is about to give birth to eleventh child."

Zhu Zhao was so shocked that she almost jumped up on the spot and shouted, "Damn it, so can you live!"

Pigs are not so productive...

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky with bright moonlight suddenly sounded dry thunder, and blue and purple thunder jumped in the clouds. The pressure of the candle shook his neck and made the magic core feel cold. He hurriedly shut up and looked up at the direction of the roof, fearing that the thunder disaster would fall.

Pei Ye waved his hand and said calmly: "Don't be anxious and don't panic, this thunder will be hit by me."

Looking at the expression, there was even a little bit of pride.

Demon Lord Candle: "..."

Fuck, this kind of thing is worth pride.

This guy in this world is unique in his mind. He can still smile and roam everywhere when he is remembered by the way of heaven, and he is not afraid of being beaten to death one day.

"You said the Eleven Holy Lord...really?"

Pei Ye asked back: "This is very strange? Who doesn't know that Tiandao is a small-scale madman? It's a pity that people are addicted to food..."

Before she finished speaking, the Demon Lord Zhuzhao raised her hand to cover her mouth, stopped her in a panic and said, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

He was anxious, but who knew that Pei Ye, the person involved, laughed for no reason.

The laughter changed from small to large, from restraint to casualness, so angry that Zhuang Zhao wanted to stamp her feet.

"Zhi Yi!" The title did not work, so he changed it to another one, "Pei Ye!"

Pei Ye stopped laughing, feeling unprecedentedly relaxed: "Okay, okay, okay, I'm here, why are you doing so urgently? What's wrong with the words of damage to the way of heaven? Can it really drop the thunder for this reason? I mean we can use this excuse to lead the snake out of the hole and then lead you into the trap."

Zhu Zhao still didn't understand Pei Ye's little abacus.

He pointed to the direction of the sky and asked in a low voice: "What does the Eleven Holy Lord have to do with leading a snake out of the cave?"

Pei Ye smiled and said, "Of course it's related."

In a sense, that unexpected "Heavenly Consciousness" can also be regarded as the eleventh holy king, but the first ten are born in accordance with the fate. In layman's terms, they are famous and serious "marriage and children", born from heaven and earth. Their bodies are gifted by heaven and earth, condensed with a wisp of origin, accompanied by magical tools, and the "Heavenly Consciousness" belongs to the nameless illegitimate children, with nothing.

This is also one of the main reasons why it is so naive, and it can only escape when it encounters problems.

The way of heaven loves it and has paved the way for it to become a regular person. It’s a pity that this guy is not good at it and has played a good hand until he is defeated.

The woman in green understood Pei Ye’s Xiao Jiujiu in seconds and said with a strange expression: “The body of the Holy Lord is born from heaven and earth. The birth process is long, and what is more difficult than the body is the matching soul. Often, after the body matures, it will use hundreds of years to enlighten the mind…”

Lao Qi was uprooted from the bamboo forest by the Demon King before his soul truly matured, and he carried it as food rations, and a bear and a bamboo broke into the mainland.

Candles were still confused: "Then?"

Pei Ye was silent for two seconds for Zhuiguang's smooth brain: "Are you stupid? If that Han Ci knew that the eleventh Holy Lord's holy body had been formed, but his soul was still in its infancy, and you were him, wouldn't you be moved? Take away that holy body, or swallow the budding soul... No matter which one it is, it is beneficial or harmless to it. This is much faster than secretly slapping away a corner of Jiang Zhao's soul to restore itself..."

It can no longer be described as riding a rocket to the sky. It was just a speed that I bought a ticket to the star domain and spanned the three or five star domains in a few days!

Candle shine: "!!!"

After a while, he almost jumped up on the spot: "You're crazy!"

What is the difference between throwing a mouse into a rice jar?

If you are involved in a tiger, there will be endless troubles.

If the Eleven Saints escaped the disaster, Pei Ye would be blacklisted every minute, and even the Seventh Prince would not be able to protect her.

If the Eleven Saints died unlucky, it would be even more exciting...

Pei Ye rolled his eyes: "Zhuzhao, it's so hard that I'm a demon lord. Can you think about it occasionally with your own mind? Is this thing on your neck a decoration? Who told you that there are really eleven saints? It's just a fake news to fish."

Candle shine: "…"

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Damn, he actually believed it, and he really thought there would be eleven saints.

Although it is fake, Pei Ye is so brave that he really scared him.

The most important thing is-

"Will that guy be fooled?" Zhu Zhao covered her heart and thought along this line of thought, "There are only ten Holy Lords..."

The ancient times came to an end with the fall of the last saint king, and entered a new era. All races retreated, their spiritual energy gradually became thinner, and the human race survived, and there would be no more saint kings in the world. Pei Ye's plan sounds feasible, but fish may not be able to bite the bait.

Pei Ye said: "There are always exceptions in everything, and even that ray of 'Heavenly Consciousness' itself is an accident."

You may not believe it at first, but you will always take risks when facing a large enough temptation of interests.

Zhuzhao wanted to speak, but the woman in green spoke up and supported Pei Ye's idea.

"I think this idea is OK."

The reason why that ray of "Heavenly Dao Consciousness" is so irritating is partly because it can escape and is not easy to kill. The reason is that there is no current saint in the world - to make an inappropriate analogy, that ray of "Heavenly Dao Consciousness" is a criminal. She and other saints are retired policemen. They can act bravely but cannot abuse lynching, and they cannot receive official assistance. The current saint is one-stop, from arrest, trial, and sentence to final execution of death. If the saint is born, it is impossible for that thing to be unwilling to panic.

They just need to make the thing believe that the Holy Lord is born and they will be half successful.

Candle shook his head: "How to win the trust with it?"

Pei Ye said by his fingers: "Five, Seven, Ten, the three Your Highnesses appear in the same small world, can't it be explained?"

Of course, it is because this small world is special.

Zhu Zhao was stunned and said for a while: "But... how can the Holy Lord forge it in his birth? If he could not forge this, he would not contact the Eleven Holy Lords at all when he saw the three Holy Lords here, and would only be scared away. He would still buy a station ticket overnight to carry the train..."

Pei Ye thought for a moment: "Well... I can..."

This time, even the woman in green looked over curiously: "What are you going to do?"

It is not difficult to forge the strange movements of the Eleven Saints Kings about to be born, but the difficult thing is to forge that breath...

The most convenient way is to use the companion of the previous saints when they were born (the thing similar to the Zihe Cart), but even the youngest ten saints are about 100,000 years away from today's era, where is that thing?

Unexpectedly, Pei Ye said: "The bamboo shoot shells were still there when the Seventh Prince was born."

Candle shine: "???"
Chapter completed!