Ye Zhihan immediately summoned a barrier, protected Ming Luo by his side, and left the place quickly.
After making sure that no one behind them was paying attention to their presence, Ye Zhihan said to Mingluo, "Don't be deceived by appearances. This is the Demonic Realm, and it's far less peaceful than your place. Don't ever mention those four words again."
Ming Luo nodded obediently. It turned out that it was not her who attracted attention, but the four words "human world" that she blurted out in triumph.
Ming Luo couldn't help but shudder when she thought that she was the only human being in the Suma Continent. She was in the devil's realm, like the walking flesh of Tang Monk. Now she only wanted to follow Ye Zhihan to Luoxia Palace.
"Ye Zhihan, let's go to Luoxia Palace quickly." Ming Luo pulled Ye Zhihan's sleeve, looking pitiful.
Ye Zhihan thought she was frightened, so he picked her up by the waist and walked towards the group of strange tall buildings standing in the innermost part.
"Close your eyes, don't talk, and hold your breath." Ye Zhihan continued to instruct.
Ming Luo quickly did as Ye Zhihan said. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, buried her face in Ye Zhihan's arms, held her breath, and didn't dare to breathe.
Ye Zhihan looked straight ahead, covering his face with shadow mist, leaving only a pair of eyes emitting a chilling aura.
The guards had no idea that the cold and elegant demon in front of them was the master of Luoxia Palace. They treated him as an ordinary killer and let him pass, and had no interest in the woman in his arms.
After walking for about forty seconds, up and down, left and right, and turning here and there, Mingshi finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, so he took a deep breath, as light as a kitten.
"We're here, don't be afraid." Ye Zhihan put Mingluo down.
Mingluo looked around nervously, and finally relaxed after making sure that there was no one around.
The scenery in front of me is still amazing. This is a whole circular hall——
Above was a red-gold ceiling, hung with translucent jade beads, which moved with the wind and collided with each other, making crisp and pleasant sounds; in the middle were eight regularly arranged columns, with gold cast around the bottom. The animals carved on each golden column were different. Ming Luo looked carefully and saw that one of the flying swallow sculptures was lifelike, as if it wanted to break free from the golden column and fly away; on the ground was a soft black carpet, and on the carpet seemed to have strange patterns, but Ming Luo could not understand them.
What's even more strange is that in this empty hall, in addition to the magnificent yet slightly gloomy decorations, there are also some household items.
For example, the bed that lies across the middle of the hall looks extremely strange.
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