From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 164 The eighth mask!
Looking at the sky in the afternoon, Zhao Zheng yawned.

The release of magic had left him somewhat mentally exhausted.

Recovery pills only restore magic power.

Tread
Two light footsteps were heard, carrying a hint of fragrance, which slightly lifted Zhao Zheng's spirits.

"You're back so soon? Why don't you go shopping more?"

A hint of joy appeared on his face, he turned around, froze, and his eyes began to wander.

Miss Angel is still so sacred and inviolable, but this dress...
Her pure white dress only reached her thighs, and her blonde hair and light blue eyes made her look somewhat stunning.

Add white silk?

Zhao Zheng took a look and immediately became more hesitant. It was pure, sacred, and everything seemed normal, but it seemed a little bitter.
Looking again, the white was suddenly blocked by the red.

Shadow Kitten curled his lips: Stare!

Zhao Zheng﹏: His eyes wander.

Shadow Kitten blinked: Keep staring!

Zhao Zheng﹏: His eyes continued to wander.

Shadow Kitten crossed her arms across her chest, looking like she saw through you: "Sure enough, you are just an old pervert, yet you still flaunt your purity all day long."

Zhao Zheng:
"I didn't, it wasn't me, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Zheng denied it three times in a row, looking up at the ceiling, with a serious face, and said with a lack of confidence: "I just checked whether the clothes you bought were authentic."

Shadow Kitten glanced up and said, "Do you think I believe it?"

Zhao Zheng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and said to the angel: "You should stay secret for now. It's not good for an angel to be among demons."

The angel paused, her eyes changed from proud to somewhat confused, she nodded gently: "I understand."

As she spoke, Miss Angel moved closer, held Zhao Zheng's head and moved her own head closer.

Shadow Kitten looked shocked: "You don't even carry me on your back, and you still say no, you're done, I'm going to tell Her Majesty the Queen."

Zhao Zheng was also stunned. When the angel was about to kiss the corner of his mouth, he stretched out a hand and stood between the two of them.

When the angel's kiss fell on the back of his hand, the angel suddenly smiled and winked at him, and then his body suddenly disintegrated into particles of light.

A new holy protection is instantly constructed.

Zhao Zheng: So, it’s okay not to kiss on the face?
Turning his head, Shadow Kitten's incredulous look came into view. Zhao Zheng covered his face with his hands and explained feebly, "You saw it. I resisted."

Shadow Kitten o(≧口≦)o: "I won't listen, I won't listen, you scumbag, don't get close to Her Majesty the Princess anymore."

Zhao Zheng was helpless. Why was I always surrounded by misunderstandings?
Thinking about the angel's mischievous wink just now, Zhao Zheng felt even more helpless. Who would have known that the angel actually knew tea art.

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand, and with a two-finger smack, he tapped Shadow Kitten's forehead, and said in a timid tone, "It's really nothing, and we now have each other's leverage, right? Can we live in peace?"

Zhao Zheng's eyes wandered a little, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Then I will give the angel to you, Princess?"

Shadow Kitten paused, her eyes slightly brightening. Although she didn't like angels, they were still angels. Divine protection and divine judgment were all the hallmarks of angels.

Everyone wants these powers, especially the gods, because the sacred power can nourish the gods' divine power and make it more pure and majestic.

It is no exaggeration to say that angels are good friends of gods, of course, these gods must be righteous gods.

"Really?" Shadow Kitten asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's fake." Zhao Zheng knocked on Shadow Kitten's head and said helplessly: "This angel is a...given. If I put it in Xiaoyu's place, she will be corrupted because the monarch is called Basha."

When seeing Shadow Kitten's pupils dilate and preparing to accuse again, Zhao Zheng reached out and slapped Shadow Kitten into a tattoo.

Then he whispered, "Stop it. I almost forgot what I promised you, Princess. Don't be so dirty in the future. Isn't it better to be a positive Shadow Kitten?"

The shadow kitten was very dissatisfied and ran around all over the skin, but this time she learned her lesson and only ran around on the back and chest, and Zhao Zheng didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Just about to go and fulfill my promise to let Xiaoyu fly the plane.

Suddenly, the magic device connected to Ao Chen flashed.

Zhao Zheng was stunned, and the magic device instantly merged into his body. At the same time, his projection was generated directly next to Ao Chen.

"what happened?"

Zhao Zheng looked around and this seemed to be the rooftop of a tall building.

Ao Chen was covered in wounds, but his aura was strong. He held a mask respectfully, lowered his head slightly and said, "Father God, I encountered Zhu Lan, but I broke through my limits during the battle and luckily got this mask."

The mask is red, with two red horns on the forehead, which looks a bit ferocious.

Zhao Zheng thought about it and immediately remembered whose mask this thing belonged to.

General Manny represents the Scythe Shadow Legion.

The sickle shadow soldiers have sharp feet without soles, and their claws are made of steel, which have great destructive power.

However, what Zhao Zheng was more concerned about was that Ao Chen was able to break through in the battle with Zhu Lan. Even though he was now a dragonborn and Zhu Lan was so weak, wasn't this a bit exaggerated?

Zhao Zheng thought about it, and the power of space was activated. His body fluctuated and the projected body solidified in front of Ao Chen.

Zhao Zheng took the sickle shadow mask casually, and a horse talisman flashed, and the injuries on Ao Chen's body recovered quickly.

He thought about it, and his black and white eyes gradually turned into the shape of Tai Chi, looking at Ao Chen's whole body.

As if he had noticed something, Ao Chen looked up and immediately made eye contact with Zhao Zheng.

Ao Chen was stunned and felt a little uneasy looking at these strange eyes, as if all his secrets were exposed in front of Zhao Zheng.

After reading Ao Chen's message, Zhao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, apart from the improvement in strength, nothing else changed.

What he was most worried about was Ao Chen's physical condition. After all, he was shaped by his own flesh and blood and the power of the divine realm. He might be counterattacked when facing a real demon lord.

That’s good. He thought about it and asked, “Have you reached the legendary level?”

Ao Chen shook his head gently: "Not yet, but it will be soon. I haven't encountered a bottleneck."

Zhao Zheng nodded. Ao Chen has always been able to surpass other realms in terms of strength. Since he has not yet reached the point where he can no longer practice, everything is still under control.

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand, and more than a dozen bottles of pills floated in the air.

Zhao Zheng handed it to Ao Chen and said with a smile: "Among these pills, only the Berserk Pill has side effects. The other pills can probably temporarily increase your strength by two times. If you drink the Berserk Pill again, it can temporarily reach three or even four times." Ao Chen's eyes suddenly lit up and he reached out to take it: "Thank you, Father God."

Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and asked curiously, "How did you take off the mask without any special magic?"

Ao Chen lowered his head and said respectfully: "Blow up his head, and the mask will fall off naturally."

Zhao Zheng paused. Ah, this, is this okay?

He thought about it and felt that what Ao Chen said was quite right. First of all, the mask was in a sealed state. It must have a host to temporarily lend its power to others and tempt them to fall into darkness.

If the host is killed directly, the mask will naturally fall off.

The reason why Dad and the others didn't use this method was simply because that was Dad.

How about Daolong? How can he make magic?
"I understand. How is the preparation for Sakura's Shikigami going?" Zhao Zheng continued to ask after thinking.

"They did achieve it within the time limit you gave. Those three losers have already returned to America with the Shikigami. It seems like the time is almost up." Ao Chen answered respectfully.

"I understand. Next time the Holy Lord appears, you can contact me directly using the same method." Zhao Zheng nodded, and finally gave instructions. His figure slowly became ethereal, and he disappeared in the cherry blossoms wearing the sickle shadow mask.

Feeling the shadow kitten still squirming madly, sulking.

Zhao Zheng held her down and said helplessly, "We're going to Dad's antique shop soon, don't be so jumpy. After all, you don't want your queen to know that you want to teach the queen a lesson with a commoner, right?"

Shadow Kitten paused while struggling, and said in a frustrated voice: "Why are you like this? How can you threaten someone twice with the same reason?"

"You are not a human being." Zhao Zheng said helplessly.

hum~
At this moment, a special wave swept by. Zhao Zheng was stunned and looked in the distant direction. Ximu came out now?

However, Zhao Zheng ignored him and walked straight into his father's antique shop.

"Welcome Guang Zhao Zheng, are you looking for Xiaoyu?" Jackie Chan, who was reading a book, asked softly.

Zhao Zheng nodded: "I guess so. Master Chen hasn't come out yet?"

"No, he took the crystal you gave him and entered the magic room, and has been here ever since." Jackie Chan answered honestly.

With that said, Zhao Zheng ran upstairs, leaving Jackie Chan staring at his back in a daze.

When I arrived at Xiaoyu's room on the second floor and was about to push the door open, I thought of Xiaoyu's warning last time.

dong dong dong.
There was a heavy knock on the door, disturbing the girl who was studying magic inside. The girl rubbed her brows. Her hair, which had not been cut for five months, had already grown past her shoulders, making her look more feminine. "Come in."

Zhao Zheng pushed the door open and walked in. He approached the girl with a smile and teased her, "It's rare to see someone so hardworking, Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and said unhappily, "I'm working hard, too, okay?"

As she spoke, she became discouraged and fell backwards onto the bed. She looked at Zhao Zheng with lifeless eyes and asked, "Do you think I can't become a formal mage?"

"Um, why do you say that?" Zhao Zheng asked in surprise. Xiaoyu's talent is needless to say. The power of those three people would increase a person's qualifications even if they just stayed there barely, not to mention a controller like her who could call upon power at any time.

"There are eight magic vortexes now, and I'm still an apprentice." Xiaoyu said helplessly, "Even my father's apprentice is moving towards becoming a great wizard."

Zhao Zheng:
It’s already the same as when Daolong was an apprentice, and it seems that her talent is even higher.

"Then you should have one last one. Nine is the highest number. According to legend, a wizard with nine lines who enters the official level will have a 100% chance of becoming a legend. How can others survive if you say that?"

Zhao Zheng has become somewhat immune to these people's Versailles. They can carve almost nine lines in three or four months, but he has not been able to carve even one in several years.

And the genius was complaining in front of him, which was uncomfortable.
"I know, but it's just too slow. You are all so strong, but I am still so weak. I need your protection and worry every time."

Xiaoyu reached out and pulled Zhao Zheng to sit down on the bed, then she jumped back and forth, resting her head on his thigh with a dull look in her eyes.

"How about I tell you a good news?" Zhao Zheng asked mysteriously.

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then she perked up a little: "What good news?"

"It's almost February and you're going to start school." Zhao Zheng informed them seriously, which was cruel and bad news for the students.

Xiaoyu reached out and slapped Zhao Zheng's leg, and then said even more hopelessly, "What good news is this? You're a bad person. My dad told me to play with you less."

Zhao Zheng:
Ah, just teasing me and I found out that I was backstabbed by my father-in-law?

Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Am I a bad person? But I came here to fulfill my previous promise."

"What kind of promise did you make? You want me to treat you to a meal?" Xiaoyu glanced at him and closed her eyes, saying, "I have no money. Uncle Long doesn't even give me pocket money. You're poking at my sore spot again. As expected, you're the worst."

Zhao Zheng was speechless. He thought Xiaoyu had forgotten about it, but she actually still remembered the meal?
Did she forget about the meal but not the plane? She is indeed Xiaoyu.

He sighed, smoothed the girl's hair, and muttered casually, "Since you forgot about learning how to get your pilot's license, forget it."

"Ok?"

Xiaoyu opened her eyes in a daze, and the boredom and laziness in her eyes disappeared instantly. She looked at Zhao Zheng with bright eyes full of surprise.

She immediately got out of bed, put on her shoes quickly, grabbed Zhao Zheng and walked out: "What are you waiting for? Let's go."

Zhao Zheng smiled as he was dragged downstairs by the girl.

Then, after saying hello to Jackie Chan, he rushed out the door and flew into the sky, shocking the people strolling in Chinatown in the evening.

"Um, do you know where it is?" Zhao Zheng asked helplessly. Why are you in such a hurry?

Xiaoyu paused, turned her head, her bright eyes sparkling: "Hurry up and tell me where it is. I have to be back before 11 o'clock at night. Time is running out."

"Okay, I'll take you over there." Zhao Zheng said, activating his spatial authority and taking a step forward.

In an instant, he appeared on the top floor of Black Hand’s headquarters.

Xiaoyu looked around excitedly, then asked in surprise: "Isn't this the same hotel as last time?"

"Yes, this is the Black Hand's headquarters. There are various types of aircraft here. Let's go and communicate with them."

As Zhao Zheng spoke, he took Xiaoyu's hand and took another step. As the scene in front of them changed, Walon appeared in front of them.

He seemed to be busy, signing some documents.

Sensing the movement, Valon looked up, startled, looked at Xiaoyu, his eyes flickered, and then said respectfully: "Boss, Afen and the others have brought the things you want. They are in the safe in the basement."

(End of this chapter)