Who knows that Zi Yingliu just glanced at her indifferently: "Since he is making trouble for me, I have to accompany him, rest assured, stay quietly behind me, we will be fine."
Xue Youyou is going crazy, but he has witnessed the monster Qianchi can stretch his feet into the large-screen color TV. If you wait for Qianchi to reach into Zi Yingliu's body and take out his heart, then He is dead, no. Although she likes Qianhua, she doesn't want Ziying to die: "What are you going to do! You don't want to die! Let's run away!"
"Poor ridiculous human being, don't you know why the person standing next to you who can not be controlled by my enchantment can move freely? Tell you, classmate Zi Yinghualiu is the king of the demon clan!" Unable to watch Xue Youyou's farce, she coldly announced the true identity of Zi Yingliu.
Zi Yingliu sneered: "Do you know everything?"
"Yeah, I really can't think of it. In order to find the Holy Land, the Demon Race actually sent the King. Haha... Only one of us can reach the Holy Land. Now, let’s take advantage of this to make a break." Qianhua stepped forward towards Zi Sakura flow.
"The king of the demon clan?" Xue Youyou, who heard a little understanding, suddenly loosened Zi Yingliu's clothes, and looked at him with some horror: "Are you the demon king who is often said in anime? Thousand cracks?"
Hearing her caring about Qianhuai, Zi Yingliu took the words outrageously: "Yes, I want to kill him!"
kill!
The static time and space resumed flow in an instant, the classroom was violent, and the students disappeared before they could scream.
"What happened, where did everyone go? Demon Lord, what terrible thing have you done?" Xue Youyou's heart suddenly split towards Qian.
"I just set up a barrier that won't affect the human world. Now, Fairy Qianchai, raise your sword." Zi Yingliu gently raised a finger and pointed at Qianchai—
His black hair became longer in an instant, and his black uniform was replaced with a black robe in an instant.
Waist-length hair that was as soft as flowing water, and a majestic rust dragon lace robe quietly set off the incomparably noble one. He stood quietly on the side like that, but seemed to dominate the world.
Powerful, domineering and invincible!
Qianchai's red-lighted sword pierced Zi Yingliu with the power to destroy everything—
The classroom disintegrated in an instant, tables, chairs, and books flew up one after another, and the floor made a low roar.
Xue Youyou watched the floor crack openly, watched the table and chairs flying towards him, and closed his eyes in despair.
"I set up a barrier to protect you, don't be afraid."
Zi Yingliu's voice came over quietly, making Xue Youyou feel relieved. She opened her eyes and saw the tables, chairs, and books flying around her to one side, and there was no crack on the floor under her feet. I saw in the dusty scenery on the other side: Thousands of cracked hair fluttered, white robe fluttered, and the murderous sword pressed against the purple cherry stream.
However, Zi Yingliu just stretched out her fingers to clamp the sword that exuded weird aura without caring, there was no crack on the floor under her feet. His gaze fell on her quietly past Qiancha, with serenity and gentleness, without any murderous aura at all.
Qianchi was furious. He suddenly withdrew the sword from Zi Yingliu's hand and shouted: "Silver Demon Sword, Qianchi!"
In an instant, the sword that exuded the red glow faded away and turned silver. Then, thousands of silver rays flew out of the long sword and flew towards the purple cherry stream.