The witch conquered the whole world with her death

Chapter 482 No need to show mercy

"Miss Huamian, please sit down." Ye Litang pointed to a place beside the tea table, slightly raised her chin.

Hua Mian stood still.

"Miss Huamian, what's the meaning of this?" No matter how patient Ye Litang was, there was a little impatient expression on his face.

She is very interested in the essence and blood of Huamian, so she is more patient with Huamian than ordinary "food".

But there is a limit to this kind of patience.

Ye Litang sneered: "You make such a big fuss and make trouble in front of my palace. If this matter is brought up in front of all the elders of the Demon Sect, An Muli can't protect you."

She glanced up and down at Hua Mian, looking at Hua Mian's pleasing face, her stiff face suddenly eased a lot.

"Of course, I won't let things get in front of them." Ye Litang put down the teacup in his hand and smiled meaningfully.

Huamian's face remained unchanged, and he glanced around.

She suddenly curled her lips into a faint smile: "Elder Ye has pretty good taste."

Ye Litang looked over and saw an antique vase.

It was her favorite collection.

"Miss Hua Mian is quite discerning." Ye Litang was dissatisfied with her behavior in changing the topic, but she did not get angry out of concern for her face, and just said such words in an angry tone.

After Hua Mian finished speaking, she sat across from Ye Litang.

"Host, here...over there...I, we..." Tuanzi was dumbfounded, it still couldn't accept it.

Ye Litang used illusion, ordinary people can't see the real scene in the room, at most they can only see a peaceful scene.

As a system, it is not difficult to see the real scene clearly.

In this room, only the area around the table is clean, other places are covered with woolen blankets, and the woolen blankets are covered with red blood.

The strong smell of blood lingered in his nostrils.

After all, Hua Mian is also a "mage" who is proficient in illusion. She picked up the teacup and took a sip with her expression intact.

She calmly glanced over to the girl who was lying beside her, less than an inch away, with blood foaming from her mouth, and a dark light flickered in her eyes.

The girl opened her eyes, staring at death.

The expression looked like he had seen something particularly terrifying.

"Of course it's not as good as Elder Ye." Hua Mian put down the teacup, rubbing the rim with her fingertips, the corners of her lips carelessly curved.

In fact, she just saw that it wasn't a vase at all.

It was the four girls next to the vase who were bound by spells and couldn't move, and lost their minds.

Ye Litang only found out that she was a trick doctor, but he didn't guess that she could perform illusions. He didn't find any strange expressions on her face, so he didn't think much about it.

"Since Miss Huamian is here, why not...stay here!" Ye Litang suddenly laughed ferociously, she pulled out a long whip, and with a flick of the whip, it fell on the table, and the table shattered.

Hua Mian, who should have been hit in the face by the whip, retreated to the corner in an instant.

"Good whipping." Hua Mian praised in admiration.

To Ye Litang's ears, this kind of ironic words were naked provocations.

"I wanted you to die quickly, but since you're so disobedient, I don't have to show mercy." Ye Litang narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips, "Guess what was in that tea just now?"

Red flames condensed from the woman's body, almost turning into substance, and the scene in the palace changed into a dark scene.

Skulls hung on the dark walls, glowing green.

(End of this chapter)