I am a weakling, but I am regarded as the supreme holy devil by the righteous people.

Women are a nuisance, a demon that grinds people away, a knife that beheads people, a coquettish woman that harms people, and a waist that destroys people's souls...

Forget it, I admit it, I like beautiful women, no matter what.

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 5773 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

"Don't scream, don't scream! If you move again, I'll eat you!"

Zhang Mo issued a final threat.

He actually said that, but the beauty in front of him believed it.

Maybe her understanding of eating is completely different from what Zhang Mo meant by eating.

Zhang Mo means frying, frying and frying.

And what she understood was that Guanyin sat on the lotus, and the old and the Han pushed the cart...

Immediately the beauty didn't dare to move, and looked at Zhang Mo with her big watery eyes.

In other words, Zhang Mo is really a good person. If it were another demon cultivator, he would have to hand over his kidney here today.

Zhang Mo let out a long sigh. It seemed that his reputation might not be cleared up in this life.

He said to the beauty sincerely: "I am really a good person, not what you think. Now, listen to me. As long as you don't move or resist, I can let you go!"

The beauty obviously didn't believe it at all, so Zhang Mo stopped talking nonsense and tried to help her untie the red rope tied to her feet.

While untying the red rope, Zhang Mo said: "When you go back. Tell your senior brothers that I am really not a demon cultivator. I am a good person through and through. Every word I say is... It's true. I really want to surrender, but things go against my wishes. Every critical moment, situations arise that I can't control. Hey, forget it, you won't believe me. Now even if I join the righteous path, I just have to stay. It's just a whole corpse. I want to live and don't want to die, so I can only continue to glare at you."

Zhang Mo tried for a while and finally untied the beauty's right leg.

The moment it was untied, the beauty used her right leg to kick Zhang Mo directly on the abdomen.

This kick was so fierce that Zhang Mo almost had no descendants. Zhang Mo was kicked off the bed and fell to the ground with an ouch.

The beauty started struggling wildly again. She thought she could break free by untying one of her legs. But in fact, the more she struggled, the richer the light on the red rope became, and suddenly it was as if the red rope was on fire, causing the burning beauty to scream in pain.

Zhang Mo clutched his belly and sweat dropped from his head.

The pain was so bad that I couldn't walk, so I could only grab a chair and sit down quickly.

Out of breath, Zhang Mo said: "What are you doing? You don't want to leave, right? You were so cruel that I almost kicked you to death."

The beauty stopped struggling and looked at Zhang Mo doubtfully.

She thought that the kick just now had no effect, after all, the other party was a truly peerless devil.

The kick goes down first, and the feeling of hitting it is really no different from kicking an ordinary person. Looking at Zhang Mo's painful look, it didn't look like he was pretending.

Wait, if the other party is really a great devil, there seems to be no need to pretend to her. strangeness!

"You...are really willing to let me go?"

The beauty actually somewhat believed it at this time. After all, Zhang Mo did look harmless.

Zhang Mo said angrily: "I was willing just now, but now I am not sure. If I let you go, you have to hack me to death on the spot. You should just lie here!"

The beauty kept saying, "No, I believe you. Let me go, and I promise not to do anything to you."

Zhang Mo snorted softly and said: "Forget it, you righteous people are quite unreliable in your words."

Rubbing his lower abdomen, Zhang Mo tried to get up, opened the door and prepared to leave.

The beauty immediately panicked. If someone like Zhang Mo came, she still had a way to survive. If it were any other demon cultivator, she would definitely die.

"Wait a minute, I swear, I swear by my sect and my soul, as long as you let me go, I will never do anything to you!"

Zhang Mo stopped when he heard this, looked at the beauty suspiciously and said, "Really?"

The beauty immediately said: "I swear now!"

After saying that, she really started to make an oath, saying a lot about Huang Tian's presence, the witness of the true god, and so on.

Although Zhang Mo had never seen what it was like to swear an oath from a righteous path, but hearing the beauty's oath, it felt very formal.

Demon cultivators generally don't dare to violate things like oaths, let alone the right path. (Just kidding, there is a true God in this world!)

Anyone who dares to fool God will end up miserable.

Whether it is the righteous god or the demon god of demon cultivation, it is obvious that they don't like people who break their oaths.

After hearing the beauty's vow, Zhang Mo walked up to her and said, "Put your feet away and don't move!"

The beauty nodded repeatedly, and Zhang Mo then tried to help her untie the other red ropes.

The beauty has been staring at Zhang Mo's face with wide eyes. Maybe she didn't look at Zhang Mo carefully until now.

"I didn't expect that there are some good-looking demon cultivators."

Zhang Mo chuckled and said, "I told you, I'm not a demon cultivator. Hey, forget it, you won't believe it either."

The beauty said: "Then tell me. Maybe I will believe it. Since you are not a demon cultivator, how did you become the master of the Demon Sect?"

Zhang Mo replied: "I wrote a letter and explained it all. I was dragged up to the Little Holy Mountain for no reason. They want to use me as a scapegoat. What can I do?"

"Then how did you survive?"

The beauty asked again.

Zhang Mo thought for a while and said: "Those demon cultivators tried to escape and blew themselves up. But I miraculously survived."

The beauty's eyes flickered and she said no more.

Zhang Mo had already helped her take off the red ropes on her hands. Continuing to take off the red rope on his last foot, Zhang Mo stuck out his butt and said to the beauty: "It's really just luck. I feel like God is against me. I can't even run away. To be honest, such an outrageous thing, you If you told me, I wouldn’t believe it. But it just happened, and there’s nothing I can do about it.”

The beauty said slowly: "You are really lucky."

Zhang Mo sighed and said: "Good luck? I think the bad luck is about the same. Every day is a life and death crisis. I am an ordinary person, staying in a group of demon cultivators, I am really shocked every step of the way."

Zhang Mo said and finished untying the last red rope.

Just as he was about to turn around, a hand suddenly pinched his neck and pushed him against the wall.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, then looked at the beauty with a murderous look on his face, and said helplessly: "You are right, but you really don't keep your word!"

The beauty glared and said: "Stop talking nonsense, my master will die in your hands. Do you think you can deceive me by telling a bad story? Today, I will avenge my master!"

Zhang Mo really didn't notice that this beauty was not low in cultivation and she actually grabbed him with one hand.

Zhang Mo instantly became motionless as a mountain. In the feeling of the beauty, Zhang Mo's body suddenly hardened.

Immediately, the beauty stepped back and came to the window, then pulled out a piece of wood from the window sill with her backhand and injected vitality into it.

"Hmph, I knew you were talking nonsense. It's finally going to be exposed, devil!"