In Order To Become A Demon, I Decided To Be A Housekeeper First

"Lord of the Mist?"

"never heard of that."

"But if you dare to use the word "lord" as your title, shouldn't you..."

"How is it possible, for such a big man, we are just ants, why is it necessary to arrest us specially?"

"Wait, he said this is the "Mist Garden" and he is the "Mist Lord"? "

"This is a 'world'! "

"Isn't that!?"

"We're in an unbelievable situation..."

"Isn't that something you understood from the beginning?"

With the appearance of the Mist Lord, the nine people who signed the Mist Contract were shocked, and they couldn't help but discuss in a low voice for a while.

Li Qingyun did not speak, but put all his energy into observing the Lord of the Mist.

Compared with other people, Li Qingyun is more aware of the horror of the Lord of the Mist in front of him.

Even his roommates don't know, Li Qingyun has been hiding his identity.

He is the most powerful family in the Xia Kingdom, one of the eight families in the Shendu Li family!

The ancestral line is from Lao Tzu Li Er, and the original text of "Tao Te Ching" is enshrined at home!

Although he is not the contemporary direct descendant of the Li family, he has also seen the pillar of the Li family who sees the dragon but does not see the end.

At that time, the strong majesty of the nine-ring powerhouse, like the blazing sun, made him suffer an extremely strong impact.

But at this moment, the feeling of the mist lord in front of him is far more than that of the nine-ring powerhouse!

Although the power of the Lord of the Mist was not triggered, Li Qingyun could clearly feel the terrifying energy in his body that could even destroy the entire world once it erupted!

This is an unparalleled powerhouse he has never seen before!

It might even be...

Li Qingyun swallowed his saliva, lowered his head, and tried his best to be more respectful.

The Lord of the Mist seemed to be a little impatient with the whispers of the crowd, and the figure hidden in the gray mist waved his hand.

In an instant, the world turned around, and when everyone regained their senses, they had come to a hall that was also full of fog.

There is a huge round marble parliamentary table in the hall, and there are twelve exquisite stone chairs around. At this time, nine people are seated on the stone chairs.

In the middle, it is obviously the main seat, and the highest stone chair is sitting on the Lord of the Mist.

Such a means of changing the world with a wave of hands made the nine people present suddenly shuddered and dared not speak any more.

"Come one by one, only today, I will answer your questions."

After a while, there was a majestic and indistinguishable voice from the gray fog that could not be seen clearly, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

None of the people present was a fool, and the Lord of the Mist showed his fists over and over again, which fully demonstrated the fact that no one could resist him at this moment, and no one dared to go against his will at this time.

After being silent for a while, Li Qingyun saw that the others didn't seem to want to speak, so he asked cautiously first:

"You said that this is the "Misty Courtyard", forgive the ignorance of the boy, I have never heard of this place..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone also turned their doubtful eyes to the Lord of the Mist.

"The Misty Garden is a world created by me. "

really!

After getting the expected answer, Li Qingyun lowered his head deeply without hesitation, and said respectfully:

"His Royal Highness the Demon King face to face, forgive the boy who has eyes and does not know Mount Tai."

Not only him, but the rest of the people present did the same thing one by one, either shocked or surprised, but they all respectfully called "His Royal Highness the Demon King".

Demon King, this is a special title in the magic world.

After a magician has nine star rings and becomes a nine-ring wizard, the next step is to move towards the road of the devil.

At the end of the road to the Demon God, the successful person achieves the highest achievement in the magic world and becomes the aloof "Your Majesty the Demon God".

As for the losers, more than 90% will be directly killed by the backlash of the big universe, but there are very few talented people who can resist the backlash of the big universe, and even plunder part of the origin of the universe in turn and cosmosize their own spirituality make a small world.

Although such a small world is far from being comparable to the "real inner universe" of the demon god, it is also far beyond the scope of a nine-ring magician.

Those who failed in preaching but did not perish were regarded as "Devil God Candidates", and people in the world would call them "His Royal Highness" and respect them as "Devil Kings".

Now, when the devil lives above the holy star and cannot hide from the world, the devil represents the highest combat power in the world!

A demon king is enough to rival a big country, it is not a lie!

After coming to the conclusion that the Lord of the Mist is the Demon King, everyone was relieved.

If it was His Highness the Demon King, it would be easy for them to come to the Misty Garden without resistance.

I just don't understand, His Royal Highness the dignified devil, what are they doing with these little shrimps.

So, someone asked the exit.

One of the only two women among the nine asked:

"Your Highness, what is your order when you summoned us here?"

Her voice was delicate and gentle, expressing everyone's doubts.

At this time, there was a gentle voice that did not belong to anyone present.

"The next thing, please leave it to me to answer, Your Highness."

When everyone heard the words, they turned their heads to look in the direction of the voice.

It was a slender man, his face was shrouded in mist like everyone else, and there was a mysterious temperament in the hazy.

"...It's you."

The Lord of the Mist seemed to know the person who came. After being silent for a while, he said:

"Alright, I don't want to repeat the conversations that have been going on for thousands of years. I'll leave everything to you."

The visitor bowed slightly and said respectfully:

"Your will."

The Mist Lord nodded, and then the body hidden in the mist gradually dissipated and left the Mist Courtyard.

"Then, everyone."

"First, let me introduce myself."

Su Lun looked at the nine people in front of him with a smile.

His eyes easily saw through the mist on everyone's faces, and various expressions were imprinted in his eyes.

"I am a working man under His Royal Highness Misty. Thanks to His Highness's love, I am the director of the Magic Dao Library."

"Everyone, please call me the curator kindly."

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