Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu was speechless.

This is somewhat similar to the fighting between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party during the Anti-Japanese War.

She drank tea unhurriedly: "If you are playing lurking... you should have already started?! As far as I know, some of you are lurking in the demon clan, and the demon clan has also placed eyeliners here!"

"You are talking about low-level eyeliners, the Muse plan involves higher-level lurking! You should have discovered that the exercises we practice do not have the breath of demons, and such breaths are similar to those of demons. It's a bit similar, so the Muse plan is to send the trained disciples to the demon clan to complete the final battle!!"

Final battle? ?

Ling Luoyu raised her eyes lightly, and looked at Qi Lao and the other three thoughtfully.

"You... want me to help you, it's not impossible! But I have conditions!"

"you say!"

"I don't care what your muse plan is, I need these people to follow my instructions, and it's time to start!"

"Impossible!" Qi Lao refused.

This matter was planned by the Demon God, and it has been planned for many years, how could it be handed over to Ling Luoyu halfway, and it has to start now!

They have all read the contents of the Demon God's Notebook.

It was for Ling Luoyu to obey their orders, not for the disciples in the Muse plan to be her pawns.

"Then we don't have to talk!" Ling Luoyu stood up decisively and left.

Qi Lao and the other two elders looked at each other, and the three got up one after another.

"Ling Luoyu, don't force us to keep you!!"

Ling Luoyu stopped abruptly, turned her head slightly, and the gesture of the three of them about to make a move fell into the corner of her eye.

Xie Nian hooked his lips, and his curled eyelashes made a ripple, and he fainted into his deep, ink-stained eyes.

"Old Qi, didn't the Demon God tell you not to mess with me?!"

"boom!"

The chaotic primordial spirit suddenly rose, and the golden light instantly condensed into a vortex in her palm, which was released like a hurricane.

"His!"

There seemed to be a sound of breaking in the surrounding space, and Qi Lao and the other three flew out involuntarily as if they had been slapped with a sap.

"Three, for the sake of seeing that you are half my master, I won't play too hard, but... you guys don't force me!!"

Cultivation in the Demon Temple has caused her Primal Chaos Spirit to skyrocket. Now, it has reached the thickness of a thumb, and the light in her dantian has gradually become thinner, as if it is on the verge of disappearing.

Qi Lao sank down, feeling the pressure coming towards him, and shook his head in disbelief.

"She... what kind of exercise is she?!"

The tyranny of this kind of power is far above any Demon Clan exercises he knows.

Yu Laoyun resisted, and his eyes were amazed: "I can see that she didn't want to fight with us! Otherwise, the few of us, I'm afraid there is really no good fruit to eat!!"

"So, that's why I like her..."

Before Sui Lao's words were finished, the two of them gave him nowhere to hide with their contemptuous eyes.

"Look at what I do? I said I like it, but it's not the kind of like you said... Wretched!! I appreciate it!" Sui Lao protested with his neck stretched.

Looking at the eyes of those two, it seems that he is a pervert who likes little girls!

All right!

Everyone likes little girls, but this little girl is a wild rose with murderous thorns, and not everyone can touch it.