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Chapter 130 Open the door, the Saint Demon Lord sends warmth (8)

Can anyone explain this to me.

Why would the people from the holy land who attacked them without saying a word rush towards their Demon Lord in grievance?

Just pounce on him, after all, their Demon Lord is handsome and talented, and there are too many men and women throwing themselves at him.

The problem is, their Lord Demon, who usually doesn't give face to anyone, actually caught the person.

Not only did he accept it, he also hugged her directly.

He hugged a female disciple from the holy land.

ah? ah!

At this time, the faces of the people and beasts at the gate of the Demon Realm were full of questions: Who am I, where am I, and what do I see?

The guard commander, who had just been fighting with Bu Shi'an, rubbed his eyes hard when he saw this scene.

Although the picture remained the same, he was certain it was fake.

This must be an illusion used by the enemy to destroy their will.

These despicable people from the holy land let a female disciple lead the charge alone, so they would misjudge the enemy situation and not report it.

When they realized they were no match for this woman, she further used illusions to confuse them.

Let them think in the illusion that this woman is related to their own Demon Lord, and then relax their vigilance.

Once they let down their guard and see that the Demon Lord will not report it to his superiors, then the other party's goal will be achieved.

They will attack in groups when they are shocked and don't know what to do, and quickly take over the entrance to the Demon Realm.

However, everything that happens here will not alarm the top leaders in the Demon Realm.

One thing leads to another, the orthodox immortal ways of these holy places are truly despicable, shameless and vulgar.

The commander who thought he saw through everything realized that he could not do anything alone. After all, he could not even beat this woman.

But he can report the news.

Just as he was secretly contacting his direct superiors, Bu Shi'an over there began his performance.

"Woo woo, Ye Wushang, they beat me, look, my hands are all red."

Mo Jingxu pursed his lips upon hearing this and forced himself to suppress his emotions.

He glanced at the almost half-collapsed entrance to the Demon Realm from the corner of his eye, and wanted to ask who was fighting whom.

But he and Bu Shi'an are in the same group.

The person in his arms was threatening him with an aggrieved voice and eyes, while twisting his waist with his other hand.

He could only cooperate without blushing or beating his heart.

"Well, they're blind. Stop crying. I'll vent your anger for you later."

As soon as he said this, the faces of the people at the door turned pale.

It’s over, it seems they have offended the future Demon Lord’s wife.

No, sister, you are the Demon Lord’s wife. You should have told us earlier. If we don’t know you, why don’t you inform us?

Why did he ask us, the Demon Lord, to come out and greet him as soon as he arrived?

Anyone who hears this would think that you are here to provoke a war.

Among the people with grim expressions, the commander who had successfully reported the news smiled coldly.

Humph, this illusion is really real.

Look, the appearance and voice of our Demon Lord are imitated just like the real one.

If he hadn't been suspicious by nature and had never seen the Demon Lord being nice to anyone, he would have almost believed it.

In the hall, the expression of a senior executive who received the news changed drastically.

"It's bad. The commander of the guards at the entrance to the Demon Realm has reported that people from the Holy Land are using trickery to attack us."

"What? Didn't the Demon Lord go there?"

"The commander didn't say that the Demon Lord might have been restrained by people sent by the Holy Land."

"Hurry, hurry, let's go and reinforce, otherwise the Demon Lord will find another reason to punish us after the war."

All the senior executives put aside their previous timidity and used their best skills to quickly move towards the entrance of the Demon Realm.

When they arrived, the entrance to the Demon Realm was already crowded with people kneeling down.

And Mo Jingxu, who was at the front, was releasing low pressure from his whole body.

A sharp-eyed senior official noticed that the person imprisoned in the Demon Lord's arms revealed a corner of the disciple uniform belonging to the Wentian Holy Land.

There were special golden patterns on that piece of robe, which showed at first glance that it was not something that an ordinary disciple could wear.

He immediately brainstormed, and when Mo Jingxu noticed that they were looking at him, he immediately knelt down and shouted.

"Congratulations to the Demon Lord for single-handedly repelling the attack from the Holy Land and capturing the Holy Maiden alive."

His shout immediately made the senior executives who came here with him feel helpless.

Feeling the Demon Lord's gaze sweeping over them, their hearts skipped a beat and they immediately echoed and repeated.

The unanimous congratulations filled Mo Jingxu's head with question marks.

Did he say a word?

He just signaled them with his eyes to deal with the mess at the entrance, and they all made up their minds.

Mo Jingxu was speechless. Mo Jingxu wanted to get angry. Mo Jingxu opened his mouth.

Then, he broke through.

Because Bu Shian in his arms spoke before him.

"Pfft, the Demon Lord is truly mighty. He actually captured the Holy Maiden of the Holy Land alive."

"But then again, was I the Saint you captured alive?"

"..."

Mo Jingxu wanted to speak, but he was interrupted again.

"Elders, this is all an illusion, an illusion created by the Holy Land to invade us."

"This Demon Lord is fake. After all, how could our Demon Lord coax a female disciple from the Holy Land with such a gentle tone?"

As soon as he said these two words, the scene fell into silence, followed by Bu Shian's unscrupulous ridicule.

“Hahahahaha, Lord Demon Lord, you seem to be regarded as a fake by your subordinates.”

Mo Jingxu's redness became warm.

Without saying a word, he disappeared from the spot with Bu Shi'an.

Soon, only the senior executives and guards were left at the entrance of the Demon Realm, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Senior Leader A: "Who is this person? He doesn't want to live anymore? He actually said that the Demon Lord is a fake?"

Senior Officer B: "How could we not know whether the Demon Lord is a fake? Why would a guard commander like you need to nag about it?"

Senior Executive C: "Wait, what did he say? Who is the Demon Lord trying to fool around with?"

Guard A: "Ah? Who's the fake one? The Demon Lord?"

Guard B: "A holy land invasion? A disciple from the holy land came and was taken away by the Demon Lord. How can this be called an invasion?"

Guard C: "What kind of illusion is this? Getting beaten and then having your heart broken? What I saw with my own eyes was this woman coming up and attacking without a word. When she saw the Demon Lord coming, she started crying and complaining."

After hearing the news, both sides fell into a new round of silence.

It hasn't been long since Xia Rou, who was domineering in the Demon Realm, died. How come a saint from the holy land has appeared again and is having an ambiguous relationship with the Demon Lord?

They fell into deep thought, wondering whether they should go out and find those immortal sects to inquire.

Only one person looked pale.

It's over. He is completely finished.

This demon lord is real, so what was he doing just now?

In front of the Demon Lord's ambiguous object, he said that the Demon Lord was fake.

Looking at the Demon Lord's ashen face after hearing that laugh, he felt as if he could see the end of his life at a glance.

Is it too late to run away now?

The two people who had left the entrance to the Demon Realm naturally had no idea how they had done so.

At this time, Bu Shi'an was in the Demon Lord's bedroom, pouring out all the contents of Mo Jingxu's space ring.

When she saw those colorful packaging bags, her eyes lit up.

"Did you rob a large supermarket? There are so many categories."