Monster God is super sticky

Chapter 439 Is a member of the Demon Race

Li Yunzhe noticed the strangeness of Qian Moli, and looked up, it was not someone else but the other protagonist of this play.

In this play, he also acted in the first part, but it was only a few scenes, but in this second part, he will show a positive face, and this is the deadly enemy of Qian Moli in this play.

Li Yunzhe glanced at the two of them, and always felt that these two guys were also rivals in reality.

Before Li Yunzhe could speak, the man stepped forward, with a faint smile on his face, which actually carried a bit of evil and strange beauty, "Director Li."

Li Yunzhe nodded, indicating that he had other matters to attend to, so he left first.

And... Li Yunzhe felt that this guy came here for Qianmoli, so he dismissed all the staff.

Qian Moli stared at someone approaching Lianbu with a sense of danger, "What are you trying to do?"

Even the words were somewhat offensive.

The corner of the man's mouth hooked slightly, and he leaned closer to his body slightly, his eyes were full of teasing, and his slender index finger raised Qian Moli's chin, "Tsk... the majestic demon god, is this how you treat 'friends'?"

Qian Moli's face darkened, and he knocked off the hand hooking his chin, his eyes were full of disgust.

"I don't remember when I had you as a friend."

Qianmoli specially emphasized the word you.

The man pretended not to hear what Qian Moli meant, but instead sat on the sofa beside him, with his legs crossed and his hands casually resting on the sofa, looking lazy.

"What? Lord Yaoshen has married our previous princess of the Demon Race, so why are you not 'friends'?"

When Qian Moli heard the words "princess of the demon clan", she immediately felt bad. Fortunately, Yi Yang was still in the hotel.

Qian Moli did not respond to the man's words, but still repeated the original question, "What do you want to do?"

This time his tone was a little more stern, it seemed that as long as he was so exhausted, he would not hesitate to kill him as a demon god.

The man knew that he was bored, so he got up immediately, walked to Qian Moli, restrained his smile, but his blue eyes were stained with an expression of unknown meaning, "Master Yaoshen knows it very well, why bother to ask me?"

After speaking, the man turned and left without looking back.

Seeing the figure of the man leaving, Qian Moli felt even more uneasy. Before she even walked out of the theater, she turned around and disappeared in place, and appeared in front of the hotel in the next second.

And what caught my eye was Yi Yang's pale face, leaning on the wall with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Qian Moli secretly yelled that it was not good, and immediately supported Yi Yang who was about to fall, his deep eyes were full of worry.

Yi Yang raised his head and saw the worried expression in Qian Mo's eyes. Although he was a little surprised, he still sat on the ground leaning against the wall, and still teased him, "It's really my honor to make the dignified demon god worry."

Qian Moli frowned, at what time, he was still joking.

But in the next second, Yi Yang returned to his serious appearance, and even had a cold light in his eyes, "He's from the Demon Race."

Qian Moli nodded, and Yi Yang immediately understood, "It seems that the Demon Lord is looking for you."

Qianmo hummed, and began to help Yi Yang adjust his breath.

Yi Yang didn't refuse either, and began to sit cross-legged on the ground, recuperating by himself.

It took a while for Yi Yang to regain his vitality, and his face returned to its original color.

He really wasn't the opponent of the Demon Race. If it was the Demon Race that appeared today, he was [-]% sure that the opponent would never be able to withdraw.

(End of this chapter)