"How is it impossible? You are the most beautiful woman in the city. In any era, it is difficult for a hero to be beautiful."
"If you ask, I'm afraid he won't refuse, unless he is not a man."
Gu Feng Ling's face darkened when he heard this, and he clenched his right fist.
Veins appeared on the delicate fists, and he looked at the charming woman with a cold look, "Mrs. Gu, I advise you to speak less."
"You sell yourself, but I am different from you."
"You're willing to do something bad, but I can't bear to do it."
The sharp sarcasm immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
Mrs. Gu's eyes bulged when she heard this and she patted the table.
"What did you say."
"Sit down," Gu Ming's cold and stern voice sounded. Mrs. Gu's body stiffened, her charming posture paused, and she sat down.
Gu Ming scolded Mrs. Gu and looked at the ancient wind chime with a gloomy expression.
"We must try the Lanka family's order, otherwise there will be some trouble."
"This Teng Yi's growth is really amazing. If he says he has any secrets, I'm afraid no one will believe him."
"But with his current strength, no one will touch this brow or do anything in front of him."
"We can only move in a curve, Feng Chime, I'm afraid you need to give it a try."
Hearing this, Gu Fengling stood up and said, "I refuse. I have no interest in trying such an obvious failure."
"Excuse me for taking my leave, Master."
After saying that, the ancient wind chime turned and left, and the charming Mrs. Gu did not say a word.
She watched Gu Fengling leave and Gu Ming's gloomy face, feeling happy in her heart.
"Come on, the louder the noise, the better."
Gu Ming did not stop Gu Feng Ling from leaving, he knew that he could not force Gu Feng Ling to stay.
Outside the Gu family's mansion, Gu Fengling looked back at this huge home, "I probably won't be able to come back in the future."
Driving away, the figure of the ancient wind chime disappeared on the road.
Actions are taking place in all major regions, and there are undercurrents surging in the Demon Council. Countless people want to pry into Zhuang Wuming's secret.
But unfortunately, they are too timid to take any action. They cannot bear the revenge from Zhuang Wuming.
The next day, a piece of news spread throughout the witchers and all levels of the government.
Great changes occurred in Hanyuan Dao, and millions of demon slave armies set out towards Qianyuan Dao.
More than five million demon slaves appeared on satellite images.
All humans in Hanyuan Dao were transformed into demon slaves.
This is a huge army spread over hundreds of kilometers, like a torrent, all creatures that stand in their way will be crushed.
They rushed into the forest, destroying countless woods, and any animals that could not escape became their food.
They eat everything, even green plants, and are like locusts.
Satellite images show that they are advancing little by little, and everything they pass is earthy yellow, and all the forests are swallowed up.
This was a scene as terrifying as a myth, and Zhuang Wuming also got the news immediately.
He directly connected to Zhulinfeng's line.
"The King of Demons is here, and this will probably become the place for the decisive battle."
"You mobilize all the troops here."
Zhu Linfeng slowly put down the phone and looked at the screen without blinking.
That was where the torrent of the demon army was approaching, approaching where Zhuang Wuming was.
Then he gave the order.
The three armies were dispatched, and countless soldiers and weapons gathered at the fastest speed towards the front line of Qianyuan Road.
They were dispatched almost overnight, all machinery was turned on at maximum power, and all kinds of weapons were moved out of the warehouse.
In the blink of an eye, three days later, the human army and the demon army gathered at the junction of Qianyuan Road and Hanyuan Road.
Zhuang Wuming was floating in the sky, looking across.
There was a demon floating in the sky with the same wings spread.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming's eyes were a little solemn.
Name: Moro Scorpio (real name: Xie)
Race: Golden bloodline demon (descended from high dimensions)
What surprised Zhuang Wuming was not his rank, but his peculiar name, "High-dimensional descendant? What does this mean? Could it be that he, like me, is not from this world."
A chill arose in his heart, and he felt a hint of terror.
The demon king Moro Scorpio approached Zhuang Wuming.
Arriving at a place thirty meters away from him, a face with a strange smile said, "Hello, the same descendant."
Hearing this, Zhuang Wuming's mind instantly rose to the extreme. He knew that he had to be extremely careful when speaking and not take any chances.
From the relaxed tone of the other party, he could already tell that the other party must have experienced multiple advents and traveled to different worlds.
Secondly, the other party was not much surprised by his existence. He obviously knew that there would be descendants like him.
Zhuang Wuming thought for a moment, then said with a calm expression, "Hello, I didn't expect to meet the same descendant."
The Demon King looked at Zhuang Wuming, and the smile on his face became more and more weird, "What latitude do you come from?"
When Zhuang Wuming heard this, his heart moved, and he felt something was wrong.
"Before asking questions, shouldn't you introduce your background first?"
"I see, you are a stowaway, not a high-dimensional creature."
The Demon King's voice was filled with excitement, and he stared at Zhuang Wuming with strange eyes.
Zhuang Wuming felt a chill in his heart, he had revealed a flaw, and the other party saw where he came from.
"Damn it, there's information asymmetry, there are flaws in what I said."
Although he was horrified in his heart, Zhuang Wuming looked calm and said, "Haha."
He smiled indifferently, as if he didn't care about the other person's words at all.
But the Demon King seemed very interested in attacking Zhuang Wuming, "You don't have to hide it, I know you think I'm deceiving you."
"Don't you know, between the descendants and the descendants, it will definitely be life and death as soon as they meet. There will be no second situation."
"So the first time I saw you, asked you questions, and answered my questions, I knew that you were not the real descendant."
"You are a stowaway. You should have obtained some kind of artifact or ability to have the ability to come to other latitudes."
"Then I will give you a choice. The first is to hand over the artifacts you obtained. The second is to sign a slave treaty and become my slave. I can guarantee your safety."
Zhuang Wuming shook his head when he heard this, "You guys never speak well."
"It seems I can only ask you to die."
After the words fell, Zhuang Wuming's whole body began to become metallic, and a layer of energy armor covered his whole body.
A mysterious golden patterned long knife appeared in his hand.
This is a sword specially sent by Zhu Linfeng. It seems to be a sword made using special means and can withstand gold-level power. (To be continued)