Time went back an hour ago.

Lin Luoran, who walked out of the hotel, did not go home directly, but stood on the side of the empty road, looking up at the blood-colored column of light connected to the sky and the earth.

Her eyes were dyed with a dark red color, as magnificent as a deep ruby, charming and cold.

"Why did it take two days to advance without authorization?"

The cold words that seemed to freeze the air were spit out from her red lips.

The man in a white coat leaned unruly on the luxurious sports car behind him, shrugging exaggeratedly:

"I didn't expect that the Demon City is so chaotic. It's too dangerous here. Your identity is not suitable for staying here for a long time.

And I don’t want to see that old guy Chen Fusheng, that old guy is so annoying.”

At the end of the story, the man showed an extremely disgusting look, as if he didn't want to live under the sky with someone in the sky for a moment.

Lin Luoran said lightly: "The second is the main reason."

Resel Mamen smiled and said with a smile:

"Your Highness is really wise and wise. It seems that our clan is just around the corner."

Lin Luoran completely ignored his perfunctory flattery.

The deep red eyes, which seemed to reflect the evening glow, were silently staring into the distance.

Thunder gradually rose in that direction, swaying like a dragon swimming in a snake, hovering in the sky, gathering into a thunder siege, and descending a violent thunder disaster.

【Disaster ·Leze】

She was extremely familiar with this authority.

Because this is one of the powers that the guy once lent her.

"That's the partner chosen by His Highness?

Well, the near-god-level authority of the 14th position in the Road to God is barely OK, but if you want to be matched with you, your Highness, it is still a lot short of it.

Your Highness’s perspective on choosing a partner is not good. Do you want me to help you with it?”

Resel Mamen chuckled and said casually, his tone absent-mindedly, his eyes glancing into the sky from time to time.

He was almost always focused on the sky, always alert to someone who likes to bully the young.

But the next moment, the feeling of palpitations spread out from the blood nucleus in his body and instantly spread to his whole body!

An unimaginable sense of stagnation filled his bloodline, and his blood almost stopped flowing at this moment, condensed into the blood vessels, and his limbs were soft and weak.

His bloodline was trembling with fear!

Resel Ma's face looked back at the girl in front of him with horror for the first time!

"Have your elders not told you how to deal with me?"

The wind scattered from above romance blew across the street. The girl turned her head and showed her dark red eyes, with her lonely and cold eyes.

A cluster of red and golden blood was quietly burning in those dark red eyes.

This moment.

It seemed as if the night slowly sank, bringing the distance from the world closer.

The eternal night comes to the world.

...

The initial reason that prompted Aynix, the king of the Star Empire, to stay in the Demon City that day was because she felt a breath that was extremely similar to her origin.

In this city, some people control, or are born close to the divine power of [Night].

Perhaps because of the similar origin, she had no good feelings for Lin Luoran.

And Lin Luoran also treats her the same way.

Both of them are relatives of [Night], they are born to be competitors.

...

Most of the slight-faced Resel Mamen walked into the hotel.

I just felt that this trip was completely due to those old guys’ warnings!

Even if he possesses the authority of hell and is crowned by the Lord of Hell, he still cannot get rid of the imprints and suppression from the depths of his bloodline.

Perhaps those bloodlines have long been impure, and they have relied entirely on "living for a long time" to get the name of the true ancestor. The old immortals who are half-hearted with them cannot use the power of their bloodlines to suppress themselves, but the girl in front of them...

Through two levels, she could still suppress Resel Mamen for a few seconds with the authority given by her bloodline!

The bloodline she has far exceeded her expectations!

This is innate and irreversible unless he is willing to completely abandon the blood clan bloodline and devote himself to the embrace of hell.

But if he did that, then he, Resel Mamen, would really become the watchdog of those pseudo-gods.

At this moment, Resel Mamen suddenly stamped his feet and stood there, feeling uncontrollably murderous intent and violence in his heart!

Just limiting the time to suppress yourself for several seconds, although it is because you are caught off guard.

But it is foreseeable that when the girl arrives at [Saint], her existence is no less than that of Ace Doragnier to face all the molten gold sequence extramaritals!

Is there an extra queen who holds all the life and death in his hands?

Resel Mamen's eyes became redder.

He began to think about the real purpose of the old guys letting him come this time.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

The waiter beside him saw that he had not moved for a long time, and he walked forward and asked in a low voice.

Resel Mamen squinted his eyes and said inexplicably:

"Xia, do you think the blood clan needs a queen who holds the power of life and death in his palm?"

Siya, the waiter who followed Resel Mamen, looked up at the master with a presumptuous manner, then quickly lowered his head and lowered his voice:

"Sir, no one in this generation of the blood clan can compete with you. Even those second-generation ancestors can only sigh at your potential. You were born to hold the power of the blood clan in the world!"

Resel Ma's lips were slightly raised, and his waiter was still as reserved as ever.

"The second generation of ancestor?"

He sneered, "If you really want to talk about it, those old people have just awakened some of the powers of the second generation of ancestors."

"According to the genealogy, any of the thirteen true ancestors of our clan had the power and power to compete with the gods, and the ancestor of our clan [Queen of Night] is the leader among the gods!"

Speaking of this, Resel Mamen's expression was slightly relaxed, and then he suddenly tensed!

If he hadn't sensed it wrong before, a trace of night would flow through the girl's body!

She is a bloodborne person from the Holy Scar lineage of [Night]?

Resel Mamen licked his dry lips, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

It’s a pity that I am not a bloodborne from the [Night] lineage, otherwise...

He must admit that judging from the current bloodline of the girl, he is probably extremely close to the level of the second-generation ancestor.

In the future, she will gain all the power of the true ancestor of [Night], and the possibility of inheriting her corresponding person is as high as more than 90%.

As long as she won't die midway.

It’s a pity that the genius who has not grown up in this world is the easiest to fall.

A sound of breaking through the air through the clouds and cracking stones suddenly resounded in the sky.

Resel Mamen looked up and looked out the hotel door, then narrowed his eyes slightly, coldness and anger flashed through his pupils, and finally returned to calm.

The waiter beside him was furious and said in a low voice: "Sir, that man is provoking you!"

Resel Mamen raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Ji Yuan, the last gatekeeper of the old kingdom of heaven?"

"Very good. A beleaguered dog dares to bark in front of me. It seems that I, Resel Mamen, has been silent for too long. I have been so long that no clown dares to ride on my neck!"

The waiter leaned over and said respectfully and enthusiastically: "Sir, do you want Luce and the others to take action?"

Resel Mamen said lightly: "No, that's for those old guys.

Just a betrayal dog, I personally broke his backbone tonight!”

The waiter bent down deeply and said respectfully: "Then Xiya is waiting for the Lord to return in triumphant success!"

...

When Resel Mamen rushed to the sky of the Demon City, he found that Chen Fusheng was not the only one standing here.

"【Illusionist】Zhou Huaizhi?"

He glanced vigilantly at Chen Fusheng standing with his hands behind his back, and said with a slight tugging at the corner of his mouth:

"When will you invite such a great god in the East Realm?"

Zhou Huaizhi slapped his legs and said regretfully: "It turns out that it was the fifth apostle, Lord Resel Mamon, who came here. Alas, the fifth apostle is still too polite, and he will not let me, Old Zhou, be a landlord."
To be continued...