"I've also said that if you don't tell me the reason and your life is threatened, you can't do anything even if you kill me."
Ye Long's attitude was very resolute, which made Mikrant Kotli feel a little troublesome. Looking at Ye Long's eyes, Mikrant Kotli felt powerless for the first time and could only say:
"Okay, I'll tell you, this thing," Mikrantkotli said, and took out a silver cross. It was very small, not much bigger than his ring, and Mikrantkotli put it
He handed the cross to Ye Long and continued:
"This thing is a creature from our west, the Blood Cross, and the place I asked you to go to, although it is in the demon world in the east, does not know why that place contains huge strange energy, which affects my territory.
, the ghosts and demons under my command were affected by that place, and their number became smaller and smaller. Later, a person from the East told me that there was a magic weapon in the wilderness of the demon world, which could indirectly kill the ghosts."
Hearing this, Ye Long finally understood. It turned out that Micrant Kotli was really in trouble, but this was enough to make Ye Long curious, so he asked:
"Even if you can't enter the demon world, you can't find an Easterner to go in and have a look after it's been so long. Why do you have to wait until we come before letting us put the cross?"
"How do you know that I haven't sent anyone to Hunhuangluo before?" Micrant Kotli rolled his eyes at Ye Long.
"What happens next?"
"No one came back."
"Ah? It's so dangerous, why do you want me to go?" Ye Long's heart suddenly became cold. So many people went and no one came back. If he went, wouldn't he be going to die?
"What are you afraid of? The blood cross I gave you this time can save your life. Stop talking nonsense. Now that I've told you the reason, you hurry up and get to me!"
With that said, Mikrantkotli waved his hand and untied Tian Qing, then chased Ye Long and Tian Qing away.
"Close your eyes!"
Micrant Kotli suddenly shouted loudly, and Ye Long did not realize it. He only felt a bright light in front of his eyes, and he fainted just like before.
Ye Long and Tian Qing just disappeared into the castle.
Micrant Cotley sat by the window in the corner of the hall, smiled, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it casually, and exhaled a stream of light smoke.
"Jessica? What are you doing hiding in the corner?"
A brisk female voice interrupted Jessica's thoughts. She turned her head, put out the cigarette, showed a lazy smile, and forced herself to smile in a female form, showing off the male debauchery, "Well... of course.
I'm afraid that the smoke I exhale may hinder the breathing of a beautiful girl like you." The love words that came out of his mouth aroused the love interest of the girl who was attending the banquet for the first time.
She is a legend in the love scene of hell. The female devil Jessica has a figure as graceful as Venus, but has a handsome face that makes men feel ashamed.
And unlike that aristocratic woman who is as weak as water, Jessica is like burning spirits, both masculine and unrestrained as a man, and soft and delicate as a woman. Legend has it that Jessica is neither a man nor a woman, but a creation of Zeus
, is a reward from the gods to the rich who have retained the last pure bloodline of mankind.
God's reward today is wearing a modified riding suit. Her short hair is combed back with hairspray, revealing her smooth and full forehead. The shirt on her chest is opened very low, and her plump breasts are ready to be exposed. Her lower body is a pair of jodhpurs, and the leather on her feet is
The boots are men's style, with low heels for easy movement.
This handsome woman was holding the arm of her old lover Micrant Cotley, gently wiping the non-existent sweat from his face.
There was another person in the room at this time. Looking at Jessica, he couldn't help drooling and said:
"If you can wipe away my sweat, I would be willing to do whatever it takes."
Devil Gordon's family is a middle-class noble. He is the youngest son in the family and is not qualified to inherit the family business. He can only accumulate political capital by jumping up and down. After the death of the daughter with the highest authority, people who will frequently attend dance parties will be selected.
heir of noble byrons
His Highness Mikrant Kotli is undoubtedly the person with the highest status among the younger generation in the upper circle of hell. If he can get his favor, his future achievements are simply unknown. Even if he cannot inherit the family business, he can still get something comparable.
My brothers have a better status.
"Ouch? You are not convinced? If you were half as handsome as His Highness Miclantcotli, I would wipe your sweat too."
Jessica shook the handkerchief that was not stained with sweat at Devil Gordon, glanced at him sideways, then folded the handkerchief into a small square and stuffed it into her chest.
"Hey, even if I have half the appearance of His Highness Miclantcotli, I don't dare to let you wipe my sweat! Otherwise, I might be thrown out of hell tomorrow." Devil Gordon looked shocked.
With a pale expression, he took a step back, just in time to avoid the woman's handkerchief, and waved his hand to express his awe for His Highness Mikrant Kotli.
"Devil Gordon, right?"
Micrant Cotelli, who had been silent and enjoying Jessica's service, coughed twice, gently brushed away Jessica's hand that was about to help him, and then looked at Devil Gordon with a smile.
"I heard some rumors, ahem, if you can trust me, please don't be on duty tonight. The ghosts in hell don't need to watch tonight."
"Could it be that... above..."
Devil Gordon was suddenly startled and wondered, could it be that the higher-ups were trying to do something to the ghost? If such a thing was involved, his life would not be guaranteed.
"No, it's not."
His Highness Miklan Tecotli shook his head, and did not immediately answer Devil Gordon's doubts. Instead, he said to Jessica: "Baby, I will talk to Mr. Devil Gordon alone."
"Huh! It's a men's topic again? Let's talk about it!" The woman with an angry face put her hands on her waist and pointed at His Highness Mikrant Kotli and said: "You don't need to invite me to the dance this week. Please ask me to dance.
The ladies are lining up!"
After saying that, he shook his head, leaving the two men with angry figures on their backs. They kicked off their men's leather boots and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
"It's really mean." It was the first time that Devil Gordon saw the female devil so angry.
"He hates that I regard her as a weak woman." Micolante Cortelli covered his mouth and laughed twice, "She's really cute, isn't she?"
"I can't handle this kind of cuteness. You'd better find a way to calm Jessica down. Haha." Taking advantage of His Highness Miclantcotley's happiness, Devil Gordon joked with him, then changed the subject and added
Asked: "His Royal Highness Mikrant Kotli, if it is not from above, then..."