Hearing Meng Tuoluo's words, Yoon Hi-hee's delicate body suddenly trembled, and then she screamed, "Meng Tuoluo, what do you mean by this?"
Meng Tuoluo was about to speak, but she suddenly felt her heart palpitate, and then darkness quickly flashed in front of her, immediately making her shut her mouth.
She remembered that the Young Rakshasa King had done something to her brain. As long as she said Lan Ling's true identity, even if she was thousands of miles away, she would die without a doubt.
After closing her mouth, this feeling quickly ended.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Tuoluo sneered, "Lan Yin, use your brain to think about it, use your imagination to think about who Lan Ling is. Use your most pessimistic, evilest, darkest imagination to think about who Lan Ling is. How were your parents killed? "
As soon as these words came out, Yoon Hi-hee's beautiful little face suddenly lost all color. Her limbs became cold, and her whole body was on the verge of collapse, as if she was about to faint immediately.
"Hahahahaha …" Seeing this scene, Meng Tuoluo laughed proudly.
Then, her beautiful face turned cold, and she said, "Where is Lan Ling? Is he not here? Why doesn't he dare to come see me? "
The top of Flame Demon City was silent.
Meng Tuoluo threw Du Yan, who had his limbs broken and tongue cut off, on the top of the city wall, and then looked at the thousands of human warriors surrounding the three of them.
"Lord Zhonglou, can you kill these flies?" Meng Tuoluo said.
"I can …" Lord Zhonglou said.
Then, he opened his arms and clenched his hands in the air.
Suddenly, the thousands of human warriors surrounding the three of them felt incomparable pain. Their faces began to distort, and their heads began to swell.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"
Then, the blood vessels of the thousands of human warriors under Du Yan's command suddenly burst, and their heads also exploded.
Fresh blood spurted out, and all of them died a violent death. Their deaths were incomparably miserable.
Meng Tuoluo looked disdainfully at the top of the Flame Demon city, saying loudly: "Lan Ling, I don't care if you are here or not. But I hereby officially announce that when I come again, your Flame Demon City will be razed to the ground, your clansmen will be slaughtered to the last, your wives will be reduced to prostitutes, and your children will be reduced to soup. "
After pausing for a moment, Meng Tuoluo said word by word, "Lan Ling, this is not a curse. This is a reality that will happen. I will let you know that no matter how hard you try, your life is a complete tragedy."
After that, Meng Tuoluo, You Ming, and Zhong Lou the Venerable rode on the Ghost Ray and flew high in the direction of the East Sea. Under the guidance of Zhong Lou the Venerable, they carefully avoided the radiation range of the Mirror Mountain Energy Formation.
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After leaving the territory of the Flaming Demon Flag, he flew over the boundless sea.
After flying for three days and three nights, he flew for more than 20,000 miles. Finally, he bumped into Princess Na Xue's army heading south.
Looking up, Meng Tuoluo, Zhong Lou the Venerable, and You Ming were completely shocked.
The sea in front of them was simply a moving country.
On the sea, thousands of huge ships were spread out on the sea, mighty and boundless.
In the sky, there were all kinds of aerial armies that covered hundreds of miles, truly covering the sky and the sun.
The most terrifying thing was that a magnificent palace in the sky was also floating in the air.
It was a real palace, with an area of thousands of square meters and a height of tens of meters. It was resplendent, brightly lit, and there were as many maids and servants as there were clouds.
Thousands of huge flying beasts carried this palace in the sky.
Each of the flying beasts was larger than the Lan Ling Three-headed Chimera.
You Ming took a deep breath. The Devil Kingdom was separated from the Southern Wilderness by the Land of the Fallen, so countless people had heard of the Devil Kingdom, but knew nothing about it.
However, the flying palace in the sky in front of them showed how powerful the Devil Kingdom was.
But soon, You Ming turned this shock into a kind of passion. The stronger the Devil Kingdom was, the more powerful Princess Na Xue was, the more advantageous it would be for him.
Only this kind of woman was the wife of his dreams.
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"Meng Tuoluo requests to see Her Royal Highness!"
Thousands of meters away from the palace in the sky, Meng Tuoluo shouted loudly.
At this time, no words could describe the excitement in her heart. She had goosebumps all over her body, and she felt waves of numbness.
In the past two years in the Southern Wilderness, her soul and will had been repeatedly destroyed.
Every time Lan Ling's miraculous victory was extremely painful for her, as if it was telling her that Meng Tuoluo had chosen the wrong path.
In fact, all this time, Lan Ling had not done anything to her, nor had he hurt her.
However, Lan Ling's continuous success was the greatest harm to her. Because she had chosen to abandon Lan Ling, the more successful Lan Ling was, the more it reminded her that her life was wrong, and that it was a tragedy.
Now that she had seen the power of Princess Na Xue and the power of the Devil Kingdom, Meng Tuoluo firmly believed that her choice was not wrong. Everything in front of her completely proved this point.
Her choice was not wrong. If she had chosen Lan Ling, it would have been a real tragedy.
"Lan Ling, when I appear in front of you again, it will be the moment you turn into ashes, and the moment your Fiery Demon Flag turns into ashes," Meng Tuoluo thought to herself.
She did not wait for long.
About a few minutes later, dozens of female warriors flew out of the palace.
The bodies of these female warriors were a little strange. They looked like humans, but also like snakes. They did not wear any clothes, and were wrapped in a layer of blue scales. They had wings, which were very special. They did not look like the wings of birds, but rather like the fins of the seabed. They were a beautiful purple.
This was one of the powerful aerial armies of the Devil Kingdom, the Winged Serpent Devil Army.
This army was not born naturally, but cultivated and nurtured by some evil means.
A few decades ago, the Devil Kingdom had swept through the entire northern wilderness. The only one they had not conquered was the Winged Race.
This was because the Winged Race flew too fast and too high, and they could fly themselves, so they did not need mounts. This was troublesome, because in every aerial battle, they would first attack one's flying mount. The Devil Kingdom's aerial knights could be very powerful, but their flying mounts could not be trained to be very strong. Once they lost their flying mounts, these aerial knights could not do anything, no matter how powerful they were.
In order to deal with the Winged Race, the Devil Kingdom had used evil means to raise the Winged Serpent Devil Army and the Flying Ghost Army.
After these two aerial armies were raised, the Winged Race had no choice but to flee to the southern wilderness. The Devil Kingdom no longer had any enemies in the northern wilderness, and unified this land of over 20,000 kilometers.
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"Permission to land …" The leader of the Winged Serpent Devil Warriors said.
Meng Tuoluo, the Netherworld Prince, and Zhong Lou the Venerable's Ghost Ray landed on the square of the floating palace.
The three of them tiptoed up the steps, and when they arrived outside the main hall, hot water washed their feet.
Then, the golden door opened.
A dazzling light shot out from the hall, almost blinding the Netherworld Prince and Meng Tuoluo.
The whole main hall was full of gold, gems, and crystals.
Jewels, gold, and jade shone brilliantly.
Countless lights illuminated the whole main hall, making it as bright as day.
Every lampstand was actually a statue of a beauty. Upon closer inspection, they were not statues at all, but real naked beauties. Some of them held crystal lampstands in their hands, and some had lamps inserted into their buttocks.
There were dozens of pillars in the main hall. At first glance, they looked like statues of giants, but upon closer inspection, they were real giants, not statues.
These giants were still alive, but they could not move at all, just like statues.
The floor of the whole main hall was made of a special material, which was white, flawless, and as smooth as jade.
No one knew what it was, but it was actually the teeth pulled out of countless women's mouths, washed clean, crushed into powder, and pressed into pieces of white floor.
At the top of the main hall, there was a special throne, a black throne.
From a distance, this throne seemed to be made of countless entangled vines, but in fact, it was made of countless intertwined poisonous snakes, and the whole throne was wriggling.
Hundreds of thousands of poisonous snakes entangled together, forming 33 steps, and a huge throne.
A peerless beauty, who could captivate all living beings, was sitting on this throne.
She was only wearing a long red dress, a long dress stained with blood.
That's right, it was a dress made of real blood, and it was still moving slowly.
Her figure, her appearance, and her temperament surpassed the sum of all the beauties that the Netherworld Prince had seen.
Meng Tuoluo was a peerless beauty, Princess Sha Yan was a peerless beauty, and Consort Nishang was also a peerless beauty. However, the three of them added up could not compare to the bloodstained fingernails on Na Xue's jade-like feet.
This was no longer just an appearance, but a kind of energy aura, a kind of magical temperament.
The Netherworld Prince was stunned for a long time, because he had been immersed in Na Xue's toenails for a few minutes.
Her jade-like feet were perfect, and every toe was perfect. Only one of her ten toenails was smeared with red, but it was not nail polish, but fresh blood.
Be it the curve of her feet or the charm of her ankles, they were enough for the Netherworld Prince to immerse for a long time.
Not to mention the charming curve of her calves, the peerless curve of her waist, and the mysterious arc in front of her chest.
Time seemed to have stopped. After an unknown period of time, the Netherworld Prince raised his head to look at Princess Na Xue's face.
It was a face that seemed real, but also like a dream.
It was so beautiful that it was almost unreal …
It was as if the most beautiful woman in the world had appeared in one's dream, but one could not describe her, and one could not construct her face in one's mind. When he woke up again, no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember it clearly.
Moreover, what shocked the Netherworld Prince was that this face seemed to be vaguely familiar.
Oh, that's right!
It was a little similar to Lan Ling's face.
Meng Tuoluo was already surprised that Princess Na Xue's face was very similar to Søren's. It was just that Na Xue's face was much more beautiful than Søren's at that time.
Søren's face was one of the most handsome men, even if it was not the first or second best.
In that case, what would happen if his face turned into a woman's? One would know from watching Thailand's Ladyboy Queen in some movies and television shows.
Most people would sigh and say that these Ladyboy Queens were much more beautiful than women.
Princess Na Xue's face at that time was already much more beautiful than Lan Ling's.
Now, it was on a whole new level.
In fact, from Meng Tuoluo's point of view, Princess Na Xue and Søren were no longer that similar. They were more like siblings.
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"Meng Tuoluo greets Your Highness!" Meng Tuoluo knelt down respectfully.
Prince of the Netherworld and Zhong Lou the Venerable all knelt on the ground and kowtowed. "Greetings, Your Highness, Na Xue."
Princess Na Xue did not look over, but stared at the right side of the hall.
There was a huge crystal cage there, and hundreds of Crouching Demons were locked in it.
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will always be victorious. Knowing that the Heavenly Demon Race's trump card was the Crouching Demon Army, Princess Na Xue had already sent people to capture hundreds of Crouching Demons to study and relieve her boredom.
Then, she looked to the left side of the hall. There was also a huge crystal cage there, and hundreds of Hounds of Hell were locked in it.
This was a creature that was even more disgusting than the Crouching Demons. Its whole body was oozing pus and blood, and it had three heads, sharp horns, and green pus flowing out of their tongues.
She had done many experiments, and her Hounds of Hell were superior to the Crouching Demons.
"Prince of the Netherworld?" Princess Na Xue asked.
Prince of the Netherworld trembled with excitement. "Yes!"
Princess Na Xue said, "Meng, didn't I ask you to marry the Young Rakshasa King Tang? Why did you bring the Prince of the Netherworld? "
She addressed Meng Tuoluo very intimately, which made Meng Tuoluo excited and proud.
"Your Highness, I followed your orders and married the Young Rakshasa King Tang. However, the foolish and arrogant Prince of the Netherworld chose to have an illicit relationship with Lan Ling. I gave him many chances to sever all ties with Lan Ling and wait for your mercy. However, he let down my good intentions time and time again. " Meng Tuoluo said, "Therefore, I set my sights on the Prince of the Netherworld. He is a better choice."
"Lan Ling?" Princess Na Xue was puzzled.
"He is Søren …" In her excitement, Meng Tuoluo blurted out, forgetting about the Young Rakshasa King Tang's killing formation in her mind.
However, after she revealed Lan Ling's identity, she didn't suffer any consequences. There was no darkness in front of her, and the feeling of death didn't strike her.
"Yes, he is the foolish and arrogant Søren of the human kingdom. He didn't die. He was resurrected in the southern wilderness like a cockroach, and created a place that he thought was powerful, but in your eyes, it was worthless." Meng Tuoluo said, "Your Highness massacred all of the near-human race in the northern wilderness, yet this lowly Lan Ling actually dared to establish a Flame Devil Tribe, moreover proclaiming it to be the motherland of all near-human race. He actually dared to take in the near-human race that you want to slaughter. Therefore, he is your absolute enemy. The Young Rakshasa King dared to collude with him. He is completely incorrigible, so I gave up on him and chose the Prince of the Netherworld. "
"You are thinking for me, right? Meng! "Princess Na Xue said," You are thinking for me wholeheartedly. "
"Yes, my master." Meng Tuoluo said, "I am thinking for you wholeheartedly, so I brought the Prince of the Netherworld. He is the best choice. Also, I beg Your Highness to kill this clown, Lan Ling, and his whole family as soon as you arrive in the southern wilderness. "
Princess Na Xue stood up, and her magical curves were like undulating mountains and rivers.
She slowly walked down from the throne, and came in front of Meng Tuoluo, and her jade-like hands gently stroked her jade-like neck.
Meng Tuoluo rubbed her face against Princess Na Xue's jade-like hands, like a lover, and also like a pet.
"You are thinking for me? You are just a worthless puppet, a human puppet that I gave to the Young Rakshasa King to fuck. What right do you have to think for me? You are not even my bitch, what right do you have to think for me? You are not even a speck of dust, what right do you have to think for me? "Princess Na Xue said slowly," I let you marry a Tang man, so you just stay by his side. You are just a human puppet, what right do you have to have your own thoughts? What right do you have to choose other men? Did I give you the wrong impression that you have the right to choose? "
Princess Na Xue grabbed Meng Tuoluo by the neck, dragged her body, and threw her into the cages of the Hounds of Hell!
"Ah … Ah … Ah …"
Meng Tuoluo screamed miserably!
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