The sand sculpture attacked him and always wanted to break up

Smelly black blood flowed down the long sword, and the dirty blood dripped on the ground and turned into small blood puddles. The dark alley was a mess, and the thick blood even formed a layer of blood mist in the air. massacre.

There were dead bodies all over the ground.

"Clean up here."

The silver-haired man who spoke was expressionlessly wiping his long sword with a handkerchief in his pure black gloved hand, with an indifferent attitude as if he had just taken a brief walk.

"Yes!"

The waiter who came to ask questions moved quickly, and soon it was as if nothing had happened here, and there was nothing on the scene.

But only the strong bloody smell left in place shows what happened here.

"Your Majesty." A tall man with short black hair and wearing a white uniform quickly stood beside Brunshire who had retracted his long sword, and said in a respectful tone, "The Pope is looking for you."

Hearing this, Brenhill paused and focused his gaze on the young man beside him, "Oh? What's the matter?"

"It seems that we have found the trace of the demon monarch." Thinking of the searched information, the young man raised a small bag between his brows, "Reliable sources say that the other party has been in the imperial capital for a short time, but he disappeared for some reason."

The evolution of demons over the past 1000 years is of course advancing with the times like humans, and under the leadership of their new monarchs, demons even set up companies and organizations in the human world, and at the same time disguised themselves as humans to mix in.

In time, those demons will surely threaten the Holy See again.

But a few days ago, there seemed to be infighting among the upper echelons of the devil, and then the monarch disappeared.Although the devil kept the information hidden, there were always rumors coming out.

"How long has it been since you disappeared?" Knowing that it was about the demon, Brunhill's stern face rarely showed deep disgust.

This is an emotion he rarely has in front of outsiders.

Although the Holy Son is young, it's not that he has never heard of the monarch who suddenly rose among the demons, but because the original owner is keen on handling the internal affairs of the Holy See, he doesn't know much about that monarch.At the same time, because of the original owner's arrogance, conceit and prejudice, he didn't even want to know the names of those demons and what they did, but Brenhill still remembered the things used to defeat the opponent, such as weaknesses, abilities, and appearance, very firmly.

It is said that the monarch was upgraded from a low-level monster, and his bloodline is not pure. In appearance, the other party's face is wearing a mask like a shame, and there is not much useful information about the rest.

The whole existence is like a mystery, but that's what Brenhill hates the most.

However, although the opponent's abilities are outstanding and his methods are ruthless, but at the same time he has a bad and despicable personality. Therefore, whether it is among humans or demons, that guy's reputation is very bad.

"It's been almost a week since I disappeared." The young man quickly followed Brenhill who was walking towards the direction of the Holy See Council, and his tone became agitated, "But I have already grasped a little bit about the other party's situation here."

"He borrowed the name Yamako^Edward in the suburban ghetto..."

Hearing this name, Brenhill stamped his feet suddenly, and the expression on his face became extremely solemn, and his golden eyes burst out with a strange sense of coldness at this moment.

The young man was so startled by this scene that he stopped quickly. He carefully looked at Mianxia's face and asked softly, "Mianxia?"

"Go on."

"Yes." The young man continued, "The identity used by the devil died a few weeks ago, and we only passed the census..."

"I asked you to talk about the demon king Shanke^Edward." Although he knew that the owner of the four moles could not be just a low-level demon, Wang Liuling was still a little surprised.

Just the guy in the house, the Demon Lord?

Laugh to death.

In the sound of the youth's report, Wang Liuling soon arrived at the place where the pope was.

"Boom, boom, boom"

"Enter."

Before people arrived, the vicissitudes of life that belonged to the old man came from inside.

Wang Liuling and the young man walked in one after the other.

Although it was night, only a few small lights were turned on in the house, making the room still dark and making people drowsy.

The old Pope was sitting on the throne waiting for the young Holy Son at the moment. The faint blue light shone on him, making him look inexplicably infiltrated.

"Wen He, you go out first." The old pope said, his voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something.

"Yes." The black-haired youth quickly withdrew.

After the young man went out, the pope suddenly let out a terrifying cough.

Wang Liuling kept his character set steady so he didn't let himself go forward.

"Are you okay?" The relationship between the Holy Son and the Pope is actually not very good.

But both are hypocritical and selfish enough.

"Ahem, cough, I'm fine." The old Pope slowly sat up straight, his pale hair showing an even weirder color under the light.

"Hill." He called out suddenly.

"Yes." Brenhill stood upright with half-drowned eyelids, and his attitude seemed respectful.

"What do you think about the matter I talked to you before?" The old Pope looked kindly and kindly, and he was full of the pressure of a superior that had been accumulated for a long time, but he didn't feel much about Brenhill. ——If it wasn't for superficial things, who would take a look at this old man.

As for what the old pope said, it was once before his engagement that the old pope approached him.

"I think……"

But before he finished speaking, the old pope answered, "Then, the task of killing that guy is entrusted to you."

Wang Liuling: ...

This sentence is similar to "Then I will leave it to you to save the world".

"You have also noticed that demons are rampant recently, and more and more people are dying." The old pope seemed not to see Brenhill's face, and he continued, "I heard from Brunei that you solve the problem again." A group of demons."

Brenhill frowned, but didn't speak.

"The demons have no master, it is impossible." But the old Pope didn't have the idea of ​​helping the demons find a monarch who could restrain them. He had other plans.

If he supports one of his subordinates to take the position of the Demon Lord, then he...

"So, find the monarch and kill him."

The reason why Brenhill can become the Son of God is largely because he is a big killer.If it was Brenhill, it could seriously injure the monarch to a large extent.

But even if the other party can't kill that demon, it's not impossible to let that demon kill Brenhill.

"But I don't have much information." Wang Liuling also wanted to see how many surprises Shanke had that he hadn't discovered.

"I just investigated one thing here." Seeing that Brenhill was willing, the old pope said immediately.

And the fatal blow that can kill a demon is knowing the opponent's name.

"That guy has lived for too long. Not many people know his real name." The old pope took out a document from his hand and handed it to Brenhill. "That devil, his real name is..."

Hearing this, Wang Liuling's pupils shrank sharply after catching the document.

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Inside a property on the outskirts of Burren Hill the next day

"My lord, why did you come back so late~"

Wang Liuling received a warm welcome as soon as he entered.

I saw that Shan Ke changed into a white shirt with an open back today, and his lower body was naked, but he still wore a pair of black translucent underwear with some integrity, making his legs look long, thin, straight and white.

And a long black tail swayed behind him, and even the horns of the devil above his head were exposed too much.

How arrogant.

"Do you think I dare not do anything?" Just as the door closed, he pinched Shanke's chin, and Brenhill suddenly pressed the man against the wall, with one leg between the opponent's legs, and The absolute advantage of strength restrained the opponent.

Brenhill leaned close to each other, a pair of golden eyes with unknown flames.

"You are the Demon Lord." There was a smile on his lips, but it was more like a sneer.

Sure enough, according to the law of four moles, how could Shan Ke be just the "father" of the future protagonist?And it is absolutely impossible for the "father" who is the protagonist to be just a little bastard and lowly demon.

Wang Liuling felt confident in his speculation, but he never expected it to be so accurate.

"My lord, you're hurting me." Shanke, who hadn't noticed Wang Liuling's mood was wrong, was blinking two tears artificially at this moment, but the tail under him ran to Wang Liuling's body honestly, and drew Circle, "What you say is what you say."

草

It's really good, to be so thick-skinned.

Wang Liuling narrowed his eyes and looked down at the opponent's eyes, not missing any expression.

But seeing the other party's calmness and lack of flaws, Wang Liuling felt that he was a big fool.

Judging from the reactions of Catherine and Monte Carlo yesterday, Shan Ke is actually the guy who best fits Zhou Zhi Sao Lang's personality.

Why didn't he expect that Zhou Zhi could do anything for fun?

"Yamashina." With a sigh of relief in his heart, he let go of the hand holding Shanke's face, and his expression gradually became gentle, but the movements of his hands were not gentle, and could even be said to be rough.

He grabbed the opponent's wrist and turned him over so that the opponent's front was firmly attached to the wall. Before Shan Ke could react, he pulled down the opponent's pants!

"Snapped!"

The free hand slapped the opponent's buttocks hard!

"The acting is pretty good, I can bear it."

"Everyone knows."

The warm breath was on the side of Zhou Zhi's ear, and the perception of his buttocks became more and more clear. He didn't expect his little master to learn badly.

"you……"

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, he gave another slap.

The sound of flesh-body slapping echoing in the empty room makes people blush just by listening to it!

"Liu Ling, let him go first, can you listen to his explanation first?" Zhou Zhi winked, and rubbed Wang Liuling's cheek with his head sideways.

Wang Liuling, who was burning with anger, used a lot of force, and the feeling of those two slaps can only be known to himself.

"Hehe." Wang Liuling sneered a few times, and the hand holding Zhou Zhi's wrist was even more forceful, "Explain? Tell me, I'll listen."

The postures of the two of them are really not beautiful, but they are clearly giving a lesson, but the clothes and actions of a certain person are extraordinarily... I can't bear to look directly at them.

I saw that the height of the two people in the room was the same. The back of the black-haired young man who was pressed down showed a beautiful arc because of his movements, while the young man behind him was wearing a strict ascetic uniform, with black gloves on his hands Formed a desire with the pale complexion of the person under him, the silver thread fell on the black-haired young man as he bent down, and Wang Liuling's eyes deepened.

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