There was a cold air on the wooden box.
The woman's slender fingers fell on the carefully carved patterns on the wooden box. There were no tiny calluses on her hands, just like the precious gold that had been soaked in milk and rose juice every day.
Her eyes were cold.
The ring on her finger shone with a faint light.
She opened the wooden box and looked calmly at the maid who spoke.
Without saying anything, the maid turned pale and knelt down, trembling.
"Miss, did the slave say something wrong?"
They have been with this woman for a long time, and they can tell whether the young lady is happy or unhappy with just one look.
If the young lady is unhappy, it must be because slaves like them said something wrong.
The maid shuddered when she thought of the young lady's past methods.
"Yeah, what did you say wrong?" The woman's voice was very soft, like a stream slowly flowing over mossy stones, not sharp but cold to the bones, "You just said, who do you want me to give some color to?" Take a look?"
The maid was still trembling and asked cautiously: "No, isn't it? That man named Yin Nian dared to destroy the Golden Gate. You know, the Golden Gate was made by Miss! It was a space magic weapon that the Miss first practiced when she was ten years old. She's just a bitch, but she dares to touch the lady's things with her dirty hands!"
The maid knelt and moved forward, carefully grabbing the woman's skirt.
"Also, the last one is the young master. How noble is the young master? He is your fiancé, miss. He is obsessed with that woman, and even said that he wants to break off the engagement with you, miss. I can't swallow this breath..."
The maid's voice suddenly disappeared.
The breath she couldn't swallow could no longer be taken.
The woman's hand fell on her neck and twisted her neck into a strange arc. The maid's face was on her back, facing the other maids standing behind her. There was a dead silence in the whole room. You can hear a pin drop.
The maid's body collapsed like a boneless worm.
The woman slowly took back her hand, and someone immediately brought a handkerchief soaked in spiritual fluid and handed it to the woman, bit by bit, and carefully wiped her hands that were not dirty.
"Stupid people with annoying tongues." She glanced at the corpse on the ground critically, then reached into the wooden box with her other hand and took out a few crystal clear beads, some of which were It is translucent white, but some beads are already light red, and some are as bright as blood, looking like ripe red fruits.
She held the blood-colored beads in her other hand, and the blood beads collided lightly.
Makes a crisp sound.
"How stupid to say that I was angry because of Yin Nian." The woman sighed, "Such a stupid person shouldn't be around me."
"And the young master..."
Her voice suddenly became extremely affectionate, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the maids in her room.
"So is Lianhua, and so is this idiot who died. You are not anxious for me, but for yourself, right? Do you like him?" A strange smile appeared on the woman's face, "Since when did all my maids... Are you starting to like red clothes more and more?"
"And you have that stupid little animal-tailed hair that's only held up with a hairband!"
Crash.
All the maids in front of him knelt down.
The woman's eyebrows softened again, and the maids kept shaking, as if someone was pressing their heads tightly, and the knife was about to fall at the next moment.
"Lianhua is the stupidest, so what if the dress is exactly the same as that woman's?"
"You blindly covet things that are not yours." There was a storm in her eyes, "No one dares to covet it."
The woman held a few drops of blood.
A sudden smile appeared.
"A swarm of little ants."
"He even climbed up the hem of my skirt and bit me."
"good."
"remarkably brave."
The next moment, several drops of blood were instantly crushed in her hands.
…
Likewise, in the sky above Wanyu.
Yin Nian's eyes were fixed on Emperor An, and he pursed his lips tightly, waiting for Emperor An's answer.
The others were also waiting with bulging eyes for An Di's reply.
An Di slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He did not look at his only disciple with gentle eyes as usual.
Emperor An took a step forward and was in front of Yin Nian in an instant.
"King of the demons, are you sure that the demons will not become enemies of our human race because of old grudges?" An Di asked seriously.
Yin Nian spread his hands and said, "I'm not sure."
An Di's expression changed.
Yin Nian continued: "I am a person who must avenge my hatred and cannot bear it. Have you seen the suffering demons behind me? Looking at them like this, what face do I have to let them endure?"
"Of course, there is revenge and grievance. Anyone who harmed them to this extent, whether it is a human race, a demon race, or some other hidden clan, I, Yin Nian, will kill them all!"
"Of course." Yin Nian's voice became softer and relaxed very naturally, "Everyone present has not persecuted the demons, so why should you be afraid of the demons seeking revenge?"
She looked at the tensed human beings below and said, "We all have no grievances. It's true that I, Yin Nian, am the king of the demon clan, but I also have half of the human blood in me. My parents, my friends, my dearest relatives, Most of them are from the human race. If a pure demon race becomes the king, I think they will not be exposed lightly."
Her voice was extremely gentle, and her smile became much warmer, immediately soothing the person who had just been knocked unconscious by her big stick.
"Is it possible that I can still leave the human race? My roots are also deeply rooted in the human race. And don't forget, my divine domain is the divine domain of the human race. Is it possible that I still want to kill everyone in the divine domain? Light?"
Everyone was under extreme tension just now and couldn't think clearly at all.
I just felt that the appearance of the demon clan that had disappeared for tens of millions of years was a huge event.
But now they were extremely afraid of Yin Nian, but Yin Nian started to coax them nicely.
A good-for-nothing talking in a nice voice is called groveling, but a strong person talking like this is called "kindness" and "gentleness".
This is everyone’s subconscious understanding.
"And I can assure you that until the last moment, the demons will be reborn, but they will never use demonic elements on a large scale. We have ways to block the fluctuations of demonic elements."
"That way it won't attract the attention of the people behind the Golden Gate."
"As for you, just live your normal day-to-day life. By the way, I will also give the demons' training methods to allies who are friendly to the demons in the future."
"Everyone needs to know how strong the Demon Spirit Dual Cultivation is, just look at me, right?" Ordinary people wouldn't be as strong as her even if they were Demon Spirit Dual Cultivation.
But that’s what I naturally said at this moment.
What? !
Everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked at Yin Nian with stupid expressions.
The demon’s training method?
no.
Can they also use magic elements?
