642. Chapter 642 The thoughts of the young demon emperor
Thinking about it, Qiu Gaohe was so frightened by Ling Chuxi last time that he lost both face and dignity. After such a long time, he must have come up with some countermeasures and had to find another way.
The poison is still poison, and how to use it is another matter.
Ling Chuxi quietly retreated, found a suitable position, laid a trap, and sprinkled a piece of poisonous powder. Fortunately, the last time she fought against Chu Fengyun and others, Wu Fengtang and others performed with all their heart, and Ling Chuxi also cooperated very well.
It took a long time, otherwise no matter how much poisonous powder there was, it would have been scattered long ago.
After setting up the trap, Ling Chuxi carefully removed all traces, took a few steps back, saw that the clothes were flawless, and smiled with satisfaction. However, she did not act immediately, but moved a few steps away and laid the second trap. Then, the third trap
The third path, the fourth path...
Ye Qianhe and the Qiu family are both masters of poison. It would be too difficult to control them with just one trap. A few more traps would be safe.
At this time, a few pairs of eyes in the distance were hiding in a hidden place and watching everything Ling Chuxi did. Looking at her skillful movements and the evil smile on her lips, several people were stunned.
"It's so shameless and despicable. There are so many traps, one after another. Even the Demon King will probably fall for it if he comes." The demon Xiaorou covered the mouth of the cherry, her face was pale. Half of her was frightened.
Half of it is frozen. As a snake-like monster, even if it has the blood of the ancient demon king, it will inevitably shiver in the ice and snow.
"You have seen, what is the most poisonous woman's heart? You have to keep your eyes open and be careful in the future." Young Master Zhen Ye said very experiencedly. Among the three people present, he was the only one who had the experience of being ravaged and tortured, and he was very knowledgeable.
right.
"It turns out that this is called the most poisonous woman's heart. I always thought that Xiaorou was poisonous enough, but it turns out that she is even more poisonous than Xiaorou." The big black face agreed.
"Damn fat man, who do you think is the most poisonous to a woman's heart? Who do you think is the most poisonous to a woman's heart? I'm a pure man! I'm purer than you." The demon Xiaorou almost jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, standing upright.
Lanhua pointed at the big black face and yelled.
"Shut up, don't let her find out." Zhen Ye covered the monster's mouth, leaving a black line on his forehead.
Mom, I am a pure man, even more pure than you. Why does this sound more and more wrong the more you hear it?
"Young Master, when they take action later, we will attack behind your back to avenge you." The big black-faced man said to Zhenye in a flattering manner. Although this guy looks silly, he has a very good mind.
Chu Ling Chuxi laid the trap to deal with one of the two gangs inside and outside the valley.
"Hmph, attacking behind the scenes, such despicable and shameless things are not done by us demon beasts. When my ancient demon emperor's bloodline wakes up, I will defeat her in an upright manner, and I will be ashamed of her with one blood." Zhen Ye said proudly.
"Young Master is wise and worthy of being our future successor to the Demon King." The big black face nodded and flattered him desperately.
"Then what if she is killed by those people?" The monster broke away, took a few breaths, and asked.
"How could my enemy die at the hands of others? I can only take action." Zhen Ye said proudly.
"What do you mean, young master, help her?" the big black face asked uncertainly.
"That's natural. How can I borrow the deep hatred of my dignified future Demon Emperor from him?" Zhen Ye said.
"Young Master's pleasure and grievances are upright and upright, which is really amazing. It's a pity that Young Master was born tens of thousands of years late. Otherwise, with Young Master's talents and strategies, how could we have been defeated by the major sects? Alas, it's a pity, it's a pity.
." The big black-faced man sighed with emotion and continued to flatter him wildly.