Is the night devil queen me?

He already knew that the success rate had increased a lot, so he immediately felt better, laughed and said, "Then please give me a good word, Mr. Messenger, come, drink this glass of wine!"

The king raised his glass.

"Where is your Highness, please." The envoy was also in a good mood, raised his glass to toast, and drank it down.

"Come on, go and help the envoy fill up the wine." The king shouted, and cast a look at the dancer who had just been spotted by the demon envoy.

The dancer immediately understood, covered her small cherry mouth, stepped on the small lotus steps, and the little bird approached the demon envoy like a human being.

"Master Messenger, come on..." the dancing girl winked and poured a glass of strong wine for the Mozu's messenger.

That coquettish appearance made his heart itch immediately, and he couldn't help it anymore, he wanted to hear her groaning sound rippling on the bed.

The king nodded with satisfaction.

Desire is a really good thing.

What he likes the most is a guy who is corrupted by desire.

Whether it is a human or a demon, it is the best existence to control.

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"You... what are you talking about!? You refined all the three hundred demon slaves!? Do you know how hard it took me to capture them!?"

An extremely angry old roar echoed in a beautifully furnished room.

I saw an old man wearing a golden robe and silver hair slapping the mahogany table hard with his thin palm, causing some tea to overflow.

A young man sat beside him calmly, with his hands crossed, his head drooping slightly, his red bangs covering his eyes, but there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Beside the young man stood a middle-aged man with an elegant posture and an indifferent face, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Are you talking to me? The bishop of the ward."

Not long after the bishop finished speaking, the young man suddenly raised his head and asked him a question with a slightly chilly look in his eyes.

"Shut up!" The bishop's face became even uglier, and he knocked the teacup to the ground with his hands, angrily said: "I'm not talking to you, but to someone! Don't think that it's so good that you have been favored by the archbishop recently! You still proclaim yourself the Devil King! Even though you are powerful now, I am the branch bishop of the Church of the Holy Light! I am your immediate superior! This is my jurisdiction! The sovereignty of the slave market is in my hands!"

"Hehe...is that so?" Xifa chuckled a few times, his tone full of mockery.

"Bastard! Who allowed you to talk to me like this!?" The bishop slapped the table hard again: "Sifer, remember! You are just me, a dog of our Church of the Holy Light. If you lose your value, Then you can only be abandoned by the master! Don't forget! Who took you in decades ago!" The wrinkles on the bishop's face were tightly squeezed together, and he looked a little ferocious due to the outburst of anger.

"Uh... a dog..." Xifa paused, and then the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, and he said with a smile: "Yes, I am indeed just a dog, but... for a stray dog ​​of unknown origin like me , you dare to take him in. Don't tell me... aren't you afraid that he will bite you back sometime?"

Xifa raised his head, resting his chin with one hand, and looked at the bishop, but his eyes flashed a strong murderous intent, which made the bishop's back feel cold for a moment.

"You...what do you mean..." The bishop instinctively felt that something was wrong with Xifa's sudden accusation, and began to regret his attitude towards Xifa just now.

He knows the strength of Xifa the most. With his identity as a demon, he has climbed to his current position step by step. If he didn't rely on himself as the bishop of the Holy Light Church, he probably wouldn't even be qualified to talk to him. The strength of the man behind him is also unfathomable.

However, those hundreds of slaves cost a lot of money, and they were caught with great difficulty, but he said that they were gone because of the refinement that he didn't know if it was true or not. How could he not be angry?

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"Cough cough..."

The bishop, who realized this, coughed a few times in an old voice, and immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, but because he couldn't bear face, he didn't mean to show weakness, and just changed the topic in a normal tone: "You recently The way of doing things is too ostentatious, don’t you know that the newly established saint advocates the abolition of slavery?”

"Oh? Is that so? It's just that you are cowardly. You are old and useless. Shouldn't you abdicate and hand over the sovereignty of the slave market?" Xifa withdrew his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his chest On the table, leaning on the chair, shaking and laughing lightly.

"What did you say!?" Hearing these words, the bishop's anger just suppressed rose, and his withered right hand was clenched into a fist, and it was still trembling.

"Sifa! What do you mean!?" The bishop slammed the table down, with such force that it caused several cracks, his face turned blue and purple, very ferocious.

"It's so slow..." Xifa spread her hands and shook her head helplessly: "It's all over, do you still not understand your own situation? Heh... It's also thanks to your slowness that we can use you that long."

"What..." the bishop gritted his teeth, and was so angry that he couldn't even finish his sentence. After a while, he finally couldn't help roaring loudly: "You ungrateful bastard! Are you trying to betray me? , that is tantamount to betraying the entire Holy Church of the Holy Light!"

"You are just a stepping stone for me to climb up, and the Holy Light Church is just a stepping stone for me now. If it loses its value in the future, then I will throw it away like I abandoned you."

"Damn it! You are not afraid that I will report to the Holy Light Association!?" The bishop's face was livid, and he flicked his right hand.

"You are right to say that you are slow." Xifa yawned lazily: "Don't you know the difference in status between you and me now? I just came to see you, don't you know the reason?" ? You can try to see if you can pass on your divine thoughts."

He smiled and stared at the bishop, the murderous intent in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Gulu..." After Xifa said this, the bishop swallowed unconsciously, he no longer had the aggressive look just now, and his face gradually turned pale. This time, he really felt fear.

The smile on Xifa's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes gradually turned cold. He raised his head and said lightly to Delt: "Kill him."

"It's a great honor." The middle-aged man bowed slightly, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth that made the bishop's hair stand cold, and walked forward slowly.

Similarly, the bishop couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"Wait... wait, Xifa, I need something to say..."

"Pfft!" Just as the bishop was halfway through his words, there was a sudden sharp pain from his back, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his chapped lips.

"Cough... Si... Sifa, you..." The bishop's pupils contracted slightly, bright red blood flowed from his luxurious gold robe, his body could not move, and some twitched slightly and moaned feebly.

"Okay, my lord bishop, let me ask you a question." Xifa stood up, walked in front of the leader and said, "I don't know if a person like you, who was killed by his former daughter, will arrive together The heaven you believe in."

"Uh...uh..." Hearing this sentence, the leader seemed to think of something, his expression was full of shock and fear, and there was also a bit of surprise, and then he turned his head slightly with difficulty, turning the corners of his eyes to the back petite figure.

Behind him was a little girl wearing a black robe, about ten years old, with an ordinary appearance, but her skin was as bloodless as a corpse, her brown eyes were out of focus, and her face was expressionless.

"!"

The hierarch's pupils shrank a little, his blood-stained dry mouth opened wide, and his pale old face was full of shock.

How could he not know this little girl! ?But very familiar!

His current status is all because of this little girl.

"Are you surprised? A few years ago, in order to get your current status, you forced her to devour the flesh and blood of the demons, and took this opportunity to dedicate it to the Church of the Holy Light, and to try her for heresy." Xifa stretched out her hand and pinched her tightly. Holding the leader's neck, he pulled his twitching pale old face in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed: "Okay, dear leader, it is also true that your rotten soul can die in the hands of my daughter in the end." A blessing, thank you for my kindness and generosity!"

"Pfft!" The small gray hand pierced the bishop's chest, blood splashed into the sky, the bishop grunted a few times, and then rolled his eyes until he slowly lost his breath...

"Plop..." The little girl withdrew her little hand violently, and the bishop's cold body fell in a pool of blood, which kept flowing out from the wound. She stood quietly by the side, drops of blood dripping from her fingertips.

Xifa closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then exhaled immediately, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and said, "Dete, make this old guy a high-level puppet, let him settle here temporarily, and make good use of it." , do not attract the attention of the branch or general meeting."

"Of order." The middle-aged man named Dete nodded with a smile. On his arm, black tattoos kept wandering.

"Lunyue, are you ready?"

In Lunyue's room, Lilith was wearing a long black dress with strapless shoulders. Her snow-white skin was like a piece of beautiful jade, and she wore long black gloves on her hands, which had a very strong sense of contrast.

She wore black boots, a black butterfly on her head, and a small centipede on her wrist.

This dress is the original form of Youdie Fantasy Dress.

"Ah...you can start at any time, master." Lunyue bowed slightly, and a twisted and rotating black magic space appeared behind her.

Nodding, Lilith looked at Lunyue, put her hands on her slender shoulders, and said earnestly: "No need to talk big words, Luyue, everyone, what happened when I left, I I hope it will be the same when I come back.”

The corner of Lunyue's mouth twitched, and she smiled slightly: "That's natural, my master...bet my soul to support this promise."

Lilith also smiled, turned around, and walked slowly into the magic space step by step until it disappeared.

Outside the borders of the Snelli Empire, there is a small nameless country. He was originally attached to the Fiat Empire and sought asylum by submitting offerings every year.

Now that the Snelli Empire and the Fiat Empire have declared war, although there are no rumors, the unknown small country close to the Snelli Empire still got a little bit of wind, and they were smart and immediately agreed to the Snelli Empire's request for expropriation.

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Now, this place is occupied by a demon clan who claims to be the Demon King of West Fa. It seems that it has a close relationship with the Snelli Empire. A large number of troops mixed with humans and demons have settled in and are rampant.

In name it is dominated by human beings, but in fact this small nameless country has become the temporary residence of the demons.

This is also the largest slave market in the entire continent, regardless of the races, the races of the human world, the races of the demon world, and sometimes even rare elves and angels.

But those are priceless existences.

Lilith's destination is this small country.

According to the memories of the two blood bat assassins, their headquarters, also here, was a slave market.

They belong to the lower-level existence, so the amount of information is not large. Almost everyone in the entire organization knows about the Snelli Empire's request for troops. As for the information about this organization, they only know that their leader is Sifa, who claims to be the Demon King. The core cadres are four marshals, each marshal has three principals, each chief has two apostles, and the assassins managed by the apostles, and some scattered captains among the soldiers.

Lilith sneered in her heart, unexpectedly, a traitor from the Demon Race dared to call the Demon King, and even imitated her to appoint four marshals.

It's really interesting. Lilith's goal is to sneak into this organization, become a member of them, and constantly improve her status until she can become the right-hand man of the so-called devil king, looking for opportunities to defeat this organization.

She was transported in a dark alley, quietly, with a smell of alcohol.

Lilith looked around, took a step, and slowly walked out of the alley.

What impresses the eyes is different from the darkness, another bustling scene, people coming and going on the street, various races, various places, and even many demons walking on the street.

The appearance of Lilith immediately attracted a lot of attention, not because of her black hair and red pupils, which are unique to the demons, but because of her incomparably beautiful appearance, which is comparable to an elf, plus her current body. In terms of age, he seemed so innocent and innocent. Although he looked only eleven or twelve years old in appearance, he was tall and tall, which was not in proportion to his age.The slightly raised chest is more charming.

Moreover, in this outfit, the snow-white fragrant shoulders are clearly exposed, which has attracted the attention of many slave traders.

How could Lilith not know, their eyes full of desire were not covered up at all, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and she walked towards a remote place.

Her sensitive hearing told her that several greedy mice were already approaching her.

Whoa!

Suddenly, her eyes went dark, as if she was covered by a sack, and then she received a heavy blow to the head, but for Lilith's physical fitness, this blow was not painful at all, but she still pretended to be physically fit. Relaxed, fell down feebly, creating the illusion of a coma.

Then, she heard a burst of quarreling, as if there was a struggle among the slave traders, and then there were the sounds of swords being unsheathed, the sound of slashing, and the sound of mourning.

After a few seconds of eerie silence, Lilith was picked up and carried on her shoulders. It seemed that this person was the winner. He threw his prize into the carriage, and then drove away at an extremely fast speed.

After an unknown period of time, Lilith felt the bumpy carriage stop, and she was carried off again and placed on the ground. Afterwards, the sackcloth was opened, and a yellow light shone in.

Lilith opened her eyes and looked around slowly.

This is a dilapidated wooden house without any furniture, and there is a musty smell everywhere. A withered yellow kerosene lamp is the only light here.

"Oh? Woke up so soon?" The slave trader didn't panic when he saw Lilith woke up. In his eyes, this weak little girl couldn't escape at all.

The slave trader was in a good mood, because today, he caught a top-quality item, which would definitely sell for a good price.

Lilith ignored his lustful scrutiny eyes, but said lightly, "Where is this? Isn't it in the Black Blood Spirit?"

Black Blood Spirit is the name of the assassin's organization.

"Black Blood Spirit?" The slave trader frowned, how could he not know the name, he is also a member of this organization, although it is not surprising to know the name of the organization here.

However, why does this girl have such a disappointed expression? Could it be that she is in such a hurry to be sold.

"This is my home, little beauty, I will take you to the organized market to bid for prices tomorrow." The slave trader said with a smile: "But now, although the price may drop, let me have a good time first. "

With that said, he stretched out his hand to Lilith.

Snapped!

Suddenly, this seemingly weak little girl grabbed his hand at an extremely fast speed, with such strength that it was simply out of proportion to her body.

Click!

Lily didn't show any mercy, and directly twisted his salty pig's hand off.

"Ah!" This came down so suddenly, the slave trader knelt down and let out an ugly scream.

"damn you……"

bump!

Before the slave trader could speak, a heavy blow hit his nose, causing his nose to bleed wildly. He clutched his nose and let out a whining sound.

"Xiao Hei." Lilith said calmly, and the blackwater centipede immediately turned into a two-meter-long appearance, and tied the slave trader tightly, twisting its two long tentacles.

The slave trader's eyes widened. What's going on? Although he was surprised by the girl's strength, what he was more concerned about now was the black centipede that came out of nowhere.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, take me to the Black Blood Spirit, nod if you want to go, if you don't nod, Xiao Hei will bite off your head without hesitation, so don't play other tricks on me!" Lily Si said coldly.

The slave trader nodded desperately, fearing that Lilith would not be able to see, his nose fluttered.

"Very good." Lilith nodded, "Xiao Hei, follow him."

After receiving the order, the blackwater centipede shrank instantly and turned into a small centipede of more than ten centimeters a day, lying on the slave trader's neck. As long as he made any abnormal movements, the blackwater centipede would bite his throat.

"lead the way."

"Yes..." The slave trader didn't dare to be negligent, regardless of his crooked nose and continuous bleeding, he quickly opened the door and got into the carriage.

Lilith also got into the carriage and sat in the back.

"Drive!" the slave trader yelled very hard, rushing to the Black Blood Spirit's organization desperately.