The right protector suddenly sneered, realizing it completely: "Damn Meng Liu!!!"
He even left and threw a smoke bomb to cover Ye Qiao!
No one has cared about this young master. The most important thing the demon clan lacks is capable people. They usually don’t care too much about some demon cultivators who have not reached an irreplaceable level. Meng Liu’s talent is pretty good, and there are many demon clans.
There are not many people who are close to reaching the peak of Nascent Soul, and given time, it is not impossible to reach the peak of Soul Transformation.
But he was obsessed with defecting, which made the Demon Lord extremely bored with him. If it weren't for his decent talent, he would have died eight hundred times.
In addition to being imprisoned every time he escaped, they also gave him various tortures and punishments in order to curb his desire to escape.
Everyone underestimated Xiaoyao Dao's bohemian love for freedom. He actually took advantage of the chaos to escape, and even as he left, he even set up a trap for them, spreading the word that the demon clan's god was actually him, which led to distrust of the higher-ups.
For a time, Ye Qiao wasn't that concerned anymore.
The right protector was in disbelief: "Did Ye Qiao save his life? Is it worth it for him to help her like this?"
As far as he knew, the two of them had almost no friendship. What kind of friendship could be established in a few days? Are you sure there isn't some personal relationship?
Yun Que bit the corners of his lips, and did not hesitate to use the most malicious means to judge Ye Qiao, "Who knows what methods she used." She could actually make a young demon master take the blame for her.
She had been in the demon clan for so long and knew very well what kind of character these people were like. How ruthless the demon cultivators were, and whether Ye Qiao and the young master had a purely cooperative relationship? She didn't believe it, maybe Ye Qiao had used some shady means, and she still didn't know.
Yun Que was even more convinced that Ye Qiao had used some means. She said in a low voice: "Despicable and shameless."
Meng Liu is a young master who has a certain say in the demon clan and has some reliable subordinates.
It is not difficult to help Ye Qiao before leaving.
Within the Five Sects, there was only one quasi-transformation god, and there were clearly two of them. Moreover, judging from the time, Ye Qiao's breakthrough was several months earlier than Ye Qinghan's.
Ye Qiao and Ye Qinghan, the two surnamed Ye, are poisonous.
"You have to think of a way." Yun Que was extremely anxious, but he did not dare to provoke the still angry Guardian Right: "If they join forces, will we still have a way to survive?"
She stabbed Ye Qinghan three times.
Ye Qinghan is not a bad person, but he is ruthless enough to cultivate the ruthless way. He will never let him go afterwards!
"And that Ye Qiao!! She definitely still hates me!" The girl couldn't help but murmur to herself. She didn't believe that Ye Qiao didn't have any resentment or malice towards her.
The right protector smiled coldly, "You go and deal with them. After all, you were once in the same sect."
"No..." she whispered.
Yun Que's realm is just approaching the Nascent Soul stage, and anyone who comes here can kill her.
She would lie on the ground unable to get up even if Ye Qiao pressured her. Without the protection of Right Protector, she would definitely die.
Only today did she realize the gap between the two. Neither Ye Qiao nor Ye Qinghan was something she could handle.
"Didn't you always want to kill Ye Qiao?" The right protector didn't care whether she was happy or not. At the peak of the golden elixir, it would be easier to crush her to death than to crush an ant. He grabbed her neck fiercely and pulled her to the front.
"Give you this chance to kill her."
If he hadn't been concerned about her identity as the daughter of luck, he would have just left her here.
However, the Demon Lord took her seriously, and the right protector looked at her with malice, wanting to see what she would do to deal with Ye Qiao.
In this situation, the realm is like a chasm.
"Let me go!" Yun Que had never been treated like this before. She was almost mad. The spiritual energy rioted at this moment, causing the girl's beautiful face to become distorted.
Ye Qiao noticed the dog-eat-dog farce among the demons and couldn't help but click her tongue. In fact, she had always felt that Yun Que was emotionally unstable.
Song Hansheng had always felt that she would go crazy sooner or later during the individual competition, and now it really came true.
Noticing Ye Qiao's theatrical gaze, she turned her head sharply, her beautiful eyes instantly filled with resentment: "Are you happy, Ye Qiao?"
Ye Qiao was suddenly questioned: "..."
"I am indeed very happy." Ye Qiao said sincerely, "Do you need me to applaud you?"
Her harsh reply and yawning tone once again drove Yun Que crazy.