Close the door, let the devil out

Even when she left, she also looked straight down like this. The distance was far away, and she also plucked up her courage.

Parisian raised the corners of his lips mockingly. He didn't know whether it was towards Mrs. Qin or something hidden in the darkness around him. Suddenly, rustling sounds came from a distance, and they slowly approached.

This is almost the center of the entire Qin family's mansion. Parianth leaned leisurely on the street lamp, put his hands in his trouser pockets, closed his eyes, and the mosquitoes surrounding the lights above his head flew away at some point.

Mrs. Qin waited quietly, then turned her gaze, and saw a snow-white dog running from a distance.She remembered the Pomeranian that Qin Mu and Parisian bought from a pet store, but that dog was very strange, it didn't like to bask in the sun, and often squatted in the dark to sleep, and its ability to judge the situation was extraordinary.

She saw the dog run up to Parrians, wag its tail, and then squat down quietly.

The Small Scythe of Destruction is actually the most tragic one. He covets all kinds of beautiful bodies, bodies and souls, but in the end he was pinned on the dog's head by his immediate boss. So far, he has no plan to free him, and he vomited to death.

Staring at the eyes for a long time and getting tired quickly, Mrs. Qin closed her eyes and rubbed the center of her brows, and when she opened them again, her heart bulged... The night felt even darker, and the light of the street lamps was like a firefly, leaving only a little light.

It's just that the shadowy person below emits a faint lavender light, not dazzled. Mrs. Qin knows very well that once the demon uses non-human power, it will become like this.

Suddenly, she turned her gaze away to look at the darkness in the distance, and her eyes widened. The trees in the garden were basically not tall, but some of them had been divided for several years and had lush branches and leaves.Now, what did she see, those dots of red light, the color of blood reminded her of something terrible.Looking closely, a silhouette darker than the night appeared, but it was not as good as invisible. There were so many things hanging upside down that she couldn't think of anything other than bats.

More and more red dots surrounded Parian. Mrs. Qin's hand holding the phone was tight, and she was a little worried about him.

The erratic black shadows gradually enveloped the garden, the whirling leaves made some unusual noises, black shadows squirmed in the trunks and grass, these formless and inferior creatures were only driven by the hidden things behind them, and they didn't know how to be afraid. Why back down.

Suddenly there was a low laugh, and the Pomeranian squatting obediently beside him then bared its teeth and growled.

In just a split second, the slowly flowing breath stagnated, and then became agitated.

Parrians stood up straight, stretched out a hand in his waist pocket, and patted the Pomeranian on the head.

In a daze, Mrs. Qin saw his face clearly, her expression was calm, her eyes were cold, and she was indifferent and independent, as if the terrifying things in front of her couldn't arouse his interest.

However, the next moment, the dog leaped into the air, stretched its limbs, and the countless black substances behind the snow-white fur condensed into a black mist belt, entangled to form a huge vortex, as if it wanted to swallow the darkness of the night, The vortex was so black that it glowed with incandescent light. When the dog's limbs fell to the ground, as if the energy had reached a critical point, a huge mark as deep purple as black appeared at the dog's feet, and seven rainbow lights shot out from its body. The brilliant rays of light intertwined together, forming a cage for the entire Qin family mansion.

The vibrating wind of energy raised Parians' long hair, his handsome and demonic face was indifferent with a smile, and the white as if transparent hand gently stretched out to hold the center of the vortex. In an instant, the violent wind raged, and countless The shrill screams are intertwined together, deducing the crazy Wraith Concerto.

The fluttering of the bat's wings, the struggle of the black shadow, and the unwillingness and fear of the unknown creature were all crushed into powder and sucked into the vortex in Parianth's hand.

At some point, Mrs. Qin had stepped back from the glass window, her heaving chest still hadn't calmed down, she couldn't hear the screams and complaints of those dark creatures before they died, but felt the vibration of the whole villa.

Qin Mu, who was still talking and laughing, raised his head sensitively, put away his smile, finished the wine in the glass, and continued.

Boshir followed Qin Mu closely, eliminating the spells or spells and invisible seeds secretly cast on Qin Mu anytime and anywhere.

"Don't worry, it's the same for whoever comes." Boshear comforted him.

Qin Mu smiled, his eyes were naturally extremely proud, but he still felt a little regretful in his heart, he squatted down and said to Bossier, "I could still be with him before, Dad, but now I can only hide behind him. "

Without strength, one is weak, and it is the same everywhere.

Bershire glanced at him, he was also a man, he understood.

The author has something to say: Sure enough, the interview has no results, thank you for your answers, haha, continue to wait for other opportunities.

There are so many bad things in the graduating class, alas.

44. Dance of Death...

After returning to Earth, although Qin Mu found that he was reduced from a holy rank to a zero-level novice, but because he knew that on Earth, having an identity background and wisdom is more important than supernatural powers, so he didn't care too much.

However, now or in the future when the devil is around, there will be more vicious non-humans who will deal with him. He finds that without super powers, he is really protected like a weak chicken, and it is difficult to move.

Don't talk about fighting side by side, it's the best situation if you don't become a burden.

Of course, he has never experienced that kind of cool magic that can do whatever he wants, so Qin Mu won't be so disappointed.

In the guest room tonight, he clearly knew what Parrians was doing, but he couldn't help him, especially uncomfortable.

Boshir's feelings for Qin Mu were sincere and he had nothing to say, and soon he began to think about how to regain Qin Mu's strength.

However, when he thought that he still had such a tragic figure, he could only sigh heavily. If he didn't understand the laws of the earth, he might not be able to activate Qin Mu's skill mode like before. Perhaps His Majesty the Demon King could.

In Boshir's view, Qin Mushe's pursuit of distance has something to do with his good face and pretending to be calm in front of his lover, so as a father, he has to find an opportunity to talk to the devil, and face the king who has always been in awe as a father-in-law. Well, it's a little stressful.

……

At this time, His Majesty the Demon King, who hadn't made much of a move, finally installed a certain X skill, made a gorgeous appearance, and then wiped it out gorgeously at once. He believed in his own power to give a powerful warning to some restless elements who were watching secretly. .

People, he fell in love with, and the rest, all disappeared, otherwise, this is your fate!

His Majesty the Demon King was very happy. The women upstairs must not dare to talk anymore, and the surroundings were quiet. He felt that he would be able to return to the venue soon and pull Qin Mu away from those annoying women.

However, he obviously underestimated the attraction of other worlds to the creatures on earth.

In Milan, his identity can deter most of the creatures, and all the dark creatures can be regarded as his subjects. The four dark dukes who can make people frightened when they hear it, follow his lead, and his Strength, it is true that no one who the Demon King likes will come to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

However, this is the earth, his identity is a mystery, but it can be regarded as zero, and then the power...

Your Majesty the Demon King, do you think that just a flamboyant and somewhat mysterious feign can make people peaceful?You must know that no matter how powerful the devil is, there is still the possibility of being sealed. Those existences that are so awesome when they speak out have now disappeared in which part of the long river of history.

And a guy with no background, no brother, no money, no friends, why do you get such a big treasure house?

If one person swallows food alone, it will create a siege!

So after waiting for a while, Parian's face turned ugly, and those guys were still there!

The vortex in the palm seemed to absorb the dark energy, and gradually turned into a black ball glowing with white light. The black ball was then condensed and squeezed, and finally a black jade-like crystal lay on the palm of Pariansi's white palm.

The flickering luster and the energy constantly emanating from it tempt the dark sleepers who are about to move. The pure and pure dark power has a fatal attraction for all dark creatures.

However, Parians flipped his palms and put them back into his waist pocket. After making such a big noise, he only got such a small piece. His heart was very unbalanced, so that his already bad mood became even worse.

The colorful cage gradually turned into a phantom and returned to the Pomeranian's body. Once the restraint was lifted, the restless restlessness in the darkness became more obvious.

The little scythe of destruction raised its dog's head and grinned at Parianth: Let you pretend to be X, haha, no one will buy your account.

Wagging his tail, he happily turned around in circles, watching Parrians being deflated, was the happiest thing in his scythe career, yo, his complexion is getting darker and darker.

Don't think that being a demon king must be very personable. Parian's mind is no bigger than the tip of a needle, especially when he is in an extremely bad mood, so when he looked down and saw the scythe laughing at him like a dog, although he looked very Calm, but the heart has been twisted.

"You're not going to roll, are you?" His tone was quite cold.

The small wind blows the Pomeranian's hair and makes it chilly.

No one answered, and the cold eyes slowly gathered on the dog's head, and the hair on the little scythe exploded in an instant.

Then he let out a miserable dog bark, felt a pain in his buttocks, and felt that he was flying up. He turned around and saw Parian slowly withdrawing his feet... The bastard was so angry that he actually kicked him.

Power surged out of his body, a long iron chain came out from his tail, flew up and inserted it into the grass, and then drilled out to twist and collide, while the body gradually twisted into its own body, holding the handle of the knife with one hand, turned over, pale The traces of it streaked across the sky, splashing blood-red liquid.

The tail chain of the sickle flowed in the air soundlessly, muffled and the flesh hit the ground