The Demon Lord still had no reaction, and just waved his hand to let the Demon Server go down.
Seeing this, the Demon Warrior was not reconciled and turned around to tell the other Demon Generals about this.
The Demon Lord sat quietly in the hall, wondering what he was thinking, before he got up and rummaged through some books.
In the evening, when Demon Lord came back, he saw Mo Qin meditating.
In the dormitory where the Demon Lord lives, the aura is wrapped in the demonic energy and gathered into a small ball, like a burnt-out lamp in the boundless darkness.
Mo Qin felt the presence and stopped practicing.
The Demon Lord walked over and hugged the person into his arms as usual.
"What did you ask in the dungeon?"
Mo Qin did not tell him what he had discovered.
The immortals are indeed unkind, but the demons are not good either.
In comparison, the immortals are better. At least they still have a layer of skin covering their bodies and don't act as recklessly as the demons.
Mo Qin: "What can I ask? Your men almost killed people."
Of course the Demon Lord already knew what happened at that time. When he heard Mo Qin's unfriendly words, his eyes darkened.
"The demons are such a race. Why, are you disappointed?"
Demon Lord's fingertips gently stroked the side of Mo Qin's face, and his tone was lingering and dangerous:
"You don't think I'm a good person. You should have known about it on the wedding night."
Even if you use despicable means, you still have to get everything you want.
That's how he is.
His hands were stained with the blood of countless creatures, including immortals, demons, humans and demons, from all races.
Countless people died at his hands.
Mo Qin: "..."
Good guy?
Did he misunderstand himself or her.
Nothing in what he did could be called good.
The Demon Lord didn’t know if he was going to break the jar or not, so he continued:
"You are indeed no match for me, but it's pointless to force yourself. You were so enthusiastic that night, I'm very satisfied."
At the end, he even laughed pervertedly.
Mo Qin's back was numb from laughing.
What's wrong with this!
"You are sick?"
The Demon Lord was stunned for a moment after being scolded. He looked down at the slightly bored eyes of the girl in his arms. He suddenly raised his hand, pinched her chin and lifted it up.
"You just found out that I'm sick? Do you want to kill me? Why don't you just... kill me directly next time?"
"Ah~ maybe in this way you can save the immortal clan from the fire and water, and the demon clan will not develop to this point."
Mo Qin's eyes narrowed slightly. This was the first time he talked about a topic related to the part that Mo Qin didn't know:
"What if you don't?"
Demon Lord let go of the hand holding Mo Qin's chin, lowered his head and rested it on Mo Qin's shoulder.
"Kill me next time and you will be free. Otherwise..." I will do it again, or even go further.
The freedom you want will never be available.
Seeing that he couldn't ask anymore questions, Mo Qin had no choice but to let the topic go.
"Can't you restrain your subordinates?"
"Can't you be kind to your captives? What fun is there in torturing people?"
Torture is fine, but other abuse is too perverted.
He was going to die anyway, so it was better to die happily.
The Demon Lord used a little force to push the person down on the soft floor and said very harshly:
"How can that be possible? Happiness comes from this..."
The people from the fairy tribe thought it was cruel, but the demon tribe didn't think so. Instead, they felt very excited and happy.
Indulge in carnival, control life and death, watch others beg for mercy...
All the blood in my body is boiling.
Want to immerse yourself in this.
I am happy to die there.
…
The large-scale shuffle within the demon clan to detect spies really found out a lot of spies.
In just a few days, the cell has welcomed many residents.
Most of the immortals who were caught were of low strength and had not managed to get into any important positions. Even the way they got in was ridiculous.
"There are so many immortals sneaking in. What do they want to do?"
"I'm here to give you toys, hahahaha, you're so weak, I can crush ten of them to death with one hand!"
"The classes that go to guard the dungeon are very crowded these days."
There are undercover agents who have not been caught yet and they are terrified every day.
When did the Immortal Clan send so many undercover agents?
They got no news at all.
And those undercovers...the quality is too poor, and they are completely cheating their teammates.
This caused them to be extremely cautious during the next period. If they were caught, they would not survive and would be tortured.
It was hell.
…
Mo Qin was also quite interested in this matter.
She read the information presented to the Demon Lord by the demon clan.
Almost all of those undercover agents appeared within a year. Their quality was not high and they did not play any role.
The demons didn't take it seriously when they caught these undercover agents. Their priority target was Mo Qin.
Mo Qin was tired of hearing all kinds of impeachment words, but they still took the trouble to tell the Demon Lord, and did not avoid her existence at all.
"Mo Qin is the Demon Fairy, and leaving her behind is a big hidden danger to the demons."
"There are many immortal clans, and the Demon Lord doesn't have anything he wants, so why bother to be obsessed with Mo Qin."
"It's okay to want to be a fairy, but there's no need to marry her. Fairies and demons are not compatible, just for fun, but never get married!"
"..."
Mo Qin had reason to suspect that the Demon Lord did it on purpose.
They couldn't pry out any useful information from the spies' mouths.
It's not that they are not afraid of death, but those spies really don't know any useful information.
After making sure that nothing could be found out, the Demon Lord ordered all the immortals to be executed.
The demons were very puzzled.
The lives of useless prisoners are not important, but those useless prisoners are usually tortured to death rather than killed directly.
Those who are directly killed can only be the part that has no entertainment value.
"Demon Lord, why do you want to execute them collectively?"
The Demon Lord said without raising his head:
"You lose your mind by playing with things! With this free time, wouldn't you improve your cultivation level more or kill two more immortals?"
The demons thought that the demon king was angry because there were so many spies, so they did not dare to say anything and could only carry out the execution.
…
Mo Qin didn't care about the demons who were eyeing him.
If the demons can't survive, just change places. It's such a simple thing.
"What kind of immortals are those undercover agents?"
Some of the immortal clan are second-generation immortals, and some have become immortals through cultivation from other clans, among which the human clan is the most numerous.
The Demon Lord didn't care what kind of immortals those immortals were.
They have to be killed anyway, it doesn’t matter what they are.
But after Mo Qin asked this question, the Demon Lord still asked his subordinates.
"It's either flowers or grass. Those immortals will only send these wastes to die!"
There is also struggle and discrimination within the fairy clan. Those who are discriminated against are usually the weak, and there is also racial discrimination among them.
Mo Qin has never seen this batch of undercover agents, but the situation is no different from the last one.
Flowers and flowers.
Is it because you cannot win with strength, so you choose to win with quantity?
(End of chapter)
