Yi Yu, who stood alone in the wind and snow, would have been somewhat powerful if he had not been dressed in clothes and leather armor, the cloak that fluttered in the wind set off his cold face.

According to the agreed time, there are still times.

The monsters gathered in the Destruction City made a series of trembling cheers. Although the cheers of fairies and humans were not as sharp as those of the monsters, they were much sharper, so they were not drowned. The Destruction God Envoy, who had been practicing for a long time for the birth of a more powerful professional route in the Destruction City, finally returned.

Although the Temple of Destruction is open, it has been empty for many days. There is no God of Destruction, nor the Temple of the God of Destruction, and no one can take it to decide many affairs. The backlog of trivialities is almost piled up into a mountain. Therefore, when the Red Magic returns, the number of followers gathered in the city is much higher than usual.

Hong Mei noticed a strange look in the cheers and attention. This kind of eyes came from the exile group. The closer they got to the Temple of Destruction, the more concentrated these eyes came, and even with strong expectations. Hong Mei stepped into the gate of the temple, then closed the gate and entered the scope of the temple. The situation of the entire God of War Continent was under the control of the God of Destruction. What happened in the temple at this moment? How could Hong Mei not know it?

When Yinli arrived, she was also a little embarrassed. Her dress broke several times, and Cailiang's pupils were a little tired. When she saw Yiyu, Zhan Yan smiled happily. After the colorful light enveloped the two, Yiyu's physical injuries completely healed.

"Has he been here?"

"yes."

Yinli's smile showed some pride and pride, and asked softly, "Do you want me to be the God Messenger who is loyal to you, or do you want me to be the king of your soul destroyer?" Yiyu smiled and said, "Can't I read my feelings from my eyes?"

"You should know that it will be difficult. If I just hope that I will become the king of your seat, I will still be unable to refuse you, and I will be able to follow you immediately. There are many pursuers behind me." Yinli gently put his long hair together, and the butterfly wings behind him formed a scattered shape above his head to cover the falling snow, and his tone was sincere.

"Since you are here to take you away, I don't want you to leave in the future. You know, the taste of missing is tormenting." Yiyu approached Yinli, kissing his face lightly and said softly. The latter smiled and nodded, "Your confident attraction is always so fatal to me. In this case, draw your sword. Before they catch up and attack us, defeat me and do not destroy me, then I am the wife of the God of Destruction."

Yi Yu smiled and retreated to Yinli ten steps, slowly pulled out the snow drink from her waist, and said softly, "Dear, I really can't bear to make you regret it!" Yinli's right hand turned into a colorful energy light sword, and her body slowly flew up, and said with a smile, "Maybe, you are the one who regrets it. But no matter what, please believe that you are the only one who makes me move resolutely when I am not sure. If you regret it, please be proud of it, okay?"

"I don't have this opportunity, although I am looking forward to tasting the taste of losing bets. When you regret it in the future because of today, don't forget that you are the most proud of winning gambling so far." Yi Yu said sincerely, and the smile on his face gradually faded and turned into calm.

"Maybe I'm looking forward to losing." Yin Li said, her body turned into a ball of colorful light, and the energy light sword in her hand rolled up a violent internal force that was overwhelming. The spreading energy caused a large area of ​​ice and snow on the ground, rolling up towards Yiyu Yu like a huge wave. At the same time, the huge ice peak behind her burst, and countless ice cubes were rolled up by powerful internal forces, covering the sky and earth from above the huge waves of ice and snow.

Bai Yun’s thousand-year internal energy cultivation and the state of releasing all his strength is so terrifying that the earth is broken and the mountain collapses!

Hong Mei walked slowly towards the throne of the gods, and the divine servant who was originally in the side hall hurriedly met, holding the death scythe handed over by the former, and whispered, "Only less than the noble envoy of the great God of Destruction, please give me the humble honor of cleaning and bathing for you."

Hongmei combed her long, straight black hair that was not messy with her hands, and looked straight ahead with a calm look, and said lightly, "Let's talk about it later. What happened on the throne?" Hongmei's arrival had already attracted the attention of Meili on the throne and another male exile. The former's eyes were full of resentment, and she looked back and forth with extreme unfriendly eyes. The naked male exile who was originally holding Meili was trembling slightly, and her eyes were obviously filled with fear.

Hong Mei raised her face slightly, giving her a feeling of extremely arrogant posture. In fact, the God of Destruction seems to have always been like this. Her bright red eyes swept across the two on the throne of the gods, and finally landed on the sphere of consciousness of the gods, and said softly, "What's going on? How can the great God of Destruction be defiled by such two lowly and insignificant beings?"

The servant of God lowered his head slightly, but he did not dare to answer. He also knew that the envoy's inquiry was not meant to let him answer.

Mulli pushed away the exiled arms, stood up angrily, looked at Hong Mei coldly and said, "You are that bitch? You ask who I am? Your great Destruction God's woman, Mulli, do you still want to drive me out of here? Or do you like him? If you like it, I don't mind sharing it with you. Hai, are you interested in the noble Destruction God's Messenger?"

The male exile, called the sea, was no longer trembling, but was trembling violently. He opened his mouth several times but could not say more than two words in a complete and continuous manner.

Hong Mei glanced gently over Mulli's body that was prouder than an ordinary person, and said softly, "It turns out that it is you, which is more mediocre than the scene in the consciousness of the Great Destruction God. No wonder the great Destruction God never touched your hope."

Hongmei said softly, pausing slightly, her middle finger slid down along the surface of her clothes that were tightly attached to her body, and said, "What a stupid and ignorant woman, weak strength, one-sided and self-righteous perception. Oh... poor woman!"

Hongmei's right hand gently held Meili's left breast, and then she lowered her head. She shook her head gently and said, "It's so sad. Is this kind of body worthy of your display to others? But you can't blame you. Apart from the only capital of the body, what else do you have? However, I don't even have the ability to use the body. In the past, I was like a female rotten corpse in the death canyon, and the only thing I could do was to spread my legs..."

The anger in Mouli could no longer be suppressed. She raised her hand and wanted to slap Hongmei in the face. However, she had just raised her hand and felt a scorching pain on her left face. Instead, she was thrown away by Hongmei with her hand and slapped her for more than ten meters and finally pulled to the ground.

Hongmei changed into a pool of clear water in the void, put her right hand in it, and the divine servant next to her carefully rubbed and cleaned it. "My beautiful and noble hand actually touched this ugly and dirty thing. If the great God of Destruction despises this hand, wouldn't I chop it off in sadness and despair? Enough... There is nothing to say about an ugly and stupid ant like you."

Hongmei said, taking the sickle of the Death God behind the servant's back with his left hand, and waved it casually, then slumped on the throne of the god's throne. The male exile who was trembling violently cut off his throat and said lightly, "Chuan Ya Shen enters the temple and brings this sinful soul that offends the great destruction God to the center of the cold sea like hell, so that he can repent his sins in endless pain and torture."

Mouli rushed out, grabbed the Snow Drinking Divine Sword placed on the divine platform, used all his strength, and flew toward Hongmei, with a look of crazy due to resentment. The humiliation he encountered made him completely lose his already uneasy heart.

Hongmei's figure slid slightly, and a black light was drawn out with her left hand. Her middle finger hit Moli hard at the center of the Snow-Dragon Sword. A crisp metal breaking sound rang out. Moli snorted in pain, and the blood spitting out of her mouth was shaken away again. The Snow-Dragon Sword held in her hand was still broken. Milli, who was injured and fell to the ground, stared blankly at the Snow-Dragon Sword that had broken apart in her hand, and suddenly cried and shouted, "Liar!"

Hong Mei, who was about to move forward, then stopped, turned her face slightly, threw the sheathed snow drink on her waist in front of Mulli with a light hand, and said lightly, "Weak ant, how could the great God of Destruction give you the unreal Snow Drinking Sword? It's just that fragile strength, no matter what weapon you hold, will still become scrap iron because of you, because you are a waste."

Oh, yes, since you like to show your ugly body to other ants, and like to let the great God of Destruction see your female rotten corpse. When he comes back, I will definitely accompany him and appreciate your ugliness. There are many followers of the great God of Destruction. No matter what type and appearance you need, I believe it can satisfy you. How much you need, you can do it."

Finally, he glanced at the God Conscious Energy Ball in front of the God Platform and said, "It turns out that she is Yinli. No wonder she can make the great God of Destruction moved. Although she is not as good as me, she is not far from me, but it is not considered a shame to become the great God of Destruction."

After Hong Mei said that, she ignored the eyes with despair, and while combing her long black hair with a light hand, she led the servant of the god. A Ashen God grabbed the male exile who was frightened and begged for mercy after being resurrected, and left, waiting for the fate of the male exile was the only one.

It was not until the lobby was empty for a long time that Mouli suddenly threw away the broken sword in her hand and cried bitterly. Hongmei was very comfortable leaning against the edge of the large bathhouse in a lying position, allowing the servant to carefully clean the beautiful curved waist position.

The sad crying sound of Mulli in the lobby lasted for a long time, and finally turned into an angry and cold vow, "One day I will come back! I won't kill you with my own hands in this life! My Mulli swears not to be a human being! Don't think that you are the only geniuses of cultivation in this world, I must make you regret it..."

Then, he fell into silence. But even the servants who served Hongmei knew that Mulli had left. "Is this a noble messenger who is inferior to the great God of Destruction, will this cause the great God of Destruction unhappiness?" Hongmei said lightly, "Who will drive her away if she doesn't leave? She wants to leave herself, who will keep her? But that woman gives me a headache."

The servant of God dared not speak much anymore and focused on the work at hand.
Chapter completed!