The right hand of the Qingyan Demon Lord moved slightly and said slowly: "Is that true?"

As soon as he moved his hand, the deputy general of the Tianjun felt creepy all over his body, and the chill spread from his palm made him feel unprecedentedly scared.

His voice was trembling like he didn't feel, "It's true, it's absolutely true. I'm just a deputy general. It's impossible for me to know such a confidential military deployment. If a word is false, I will be hit by five thunders and fall into the animal realm. I will never be a human being..."

The Qingyan Demon Lord smiled at him slightly, and the smile was like a spring rain, moistening things silently. Only his nice voice could be heard: "Your oath is very beautiful, but unfortunately... I don't believe it."

Everyone who is determined to die, poisonous oath, etc. is so eye-catching.

The deputy general of the Tianjun opened his eyes wide and said in horror: "I didn't lie to you..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face stopped. The hand on his head was emitting a strange white light. The memories in his head slowly poured into the mind of the Qingyan Demon Lord like film.

The Qingyan Demon Lord closed his eyes, and a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Soul-searching technique will not only harm the soul-searched party, but also suffer varying degrees of backlash during the casting process.

A person's mind, forcibly taking over his own memory that does not belong to, is not casual, just like a wooden barrel, but he has to fill it with two barrels of water. That is not easy to do.

The Qingyan Demon Lord now felt that someone had forced his brain with a knife and stuffed a pair of messy memories into it, causing abnormal pain.

Fortunately, the process of searching the soul didn't work for too long.

The white light on his hand gradually dimmed. The Qingyan Demon Lord slowly opened his eyes and withdrew his hand. His face was a little pale, but he was still in good spirits. He frowned and looked at the deputy general of the Heavenly Army who had become a living dead, and murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that, you really don't know..."

The Demon Shadow Guard, who had been here for a while, saw that the Qingyan Demon Lord had accepted the Dharma, and said, "Sir, I have brought the God of the Heavenly Clan here."

The Qingyan Demon Lord didn't turn around. He was wiping his right hand carefully with a handkerchief, "Here's here? Then please."

Hearing the footsteps behind him stopped two steps away, "I've seen the Qingyan Demon Lord."

The voice is a man, a little hoarse and respectful, but not humble and not pleased...

The Qingyan Demon Lord asked, "Did you see it?"

"Yes, saw it?"

"How do you think?"

"The rabbit dies and the fox is sad."

The Qingyan Demon Lord raised his eyebrows and turned around and saw the other person wearing a wide black cloak with a hood on his head, covering his face tightly. He could not see anything except knowing that he was a man.

The Qingyan Demon Lord curled up the corners of his lips and came to him. He knew that if he wanted to do something, not to mention that he was wrapped like this, even if he was trapped underground, as long as he really wanted to see his face, no one could hold it back.

It seems that this little Duo has made this happen in one fell swoop, so he is sure that he will not, and he is too lazy to know who he is.

The Qingyan Demon Lord said intimately: You really treat me as a gentleman, sneer...

"Why didn't he save?"

The other party replied three words: "It's not worth it."

The Qingyan Demon Lord was a little surprised at his answer, "That's right, no one would even want his own life for someone he didn't know."
Chapter completed!