If it were any other place, the name wouldn't be a big deal.
If it were the demon clan, he would be caught in the next second.
Ye Qiao placed her hand on the sword at her waist and observed the reactions of the demons around her. Some demons glanced at her in surprise when they heard the name, but none of them cared too much.
After all, no one knows where the demons got the reliable news that she was dead.
Ye Qiao added: "It's just a coincidence."
Meng Liu sighed, "You are so unlucky, you have the same name as the disciple of Chang Mingzong."
Ye Qiao currently has some guesses about Meng Liu's identity. He is being hunted by so many Yuanying stage cultivators, and although the one in Huashen stage has a bad tone, he is still respectful to the young man in front of him. Considering the demon clan has a clear class division, it is not difficult to guess his identity: the newly appointed young master of the demon clan.
It is true that the young masters come and go but the Demon Lord remains the same. In their demon world, the young masters are just consumables. If one is gone, there will be a second one soon.
Ye Qiao and the young master of the demon clan escaped together, and were soon identified as part of the corrupt group and imprisoned in the demon clan's dungeon. If this news were to spread, others would be laughed to death.
I've been in the same prison as you, so there's no need to be so tacit with you.
Fortunately, Meng Liu also knew his limits. The two were locked up in a big cell, and at most he liked to suck the loli and rub KFC's soft hair, but he didn't take any further action.
The red-haired little girl's hair was slightly curly, and she still had some baby fat in her hair, which turned dark after being pinched.
Ye Qiao kicked the door of the prison. It was definitely not as sealed as the prison of the Eight Great Families. For a prison of this level, she should be able to split the door open with one sword, without the need for any tools.
After observing the prison, she turned to look at Meng Liu who was addicted to sucking Lolita and asked, "Why were you arrested?"
If her guess was correct and he really was the young master of the demon clan, he wouldn't have ended up in prison.
Meng Liu replied incoherently, "Ah? Because of defection."
Defection?
Ye Qiao paused, realizing that she might be able to have a chat with the other party. She immediately sat over and prepared to have a long conversation. "Why did you defect?"
It is truly unprecedented to see a young demon lord trying to defect.
"Don't you think the food here tastes bad?" the young man asked in a gloomy tone.
Most people may not be able to empathize with him, but Ye Qiao has really experienced how bad the food here is. She nodded in agreement: "I think so too."
If she were to travel to the demon world, she really wouldn't be able to survive in this crappy place for a day and would have to run away at night.
"Right, right." Meng Liu's eyes lit up and he became energetic.
After the two of them passionately insulted each other about the crappy food here, they finally felt better. Meng Liu then started to talk about business, "What do you want to do by following me?" He didn't believe that Ye Qiao would pester him for no reason. The other party must have some ulterior motive.
Ye Qiao used her spiritual sense to explore the surroundings and confirmed that no one was eavesdropping before she asked, "You want to leave here?"
She did not answer Meng Liu's question, but changed the topic and asked him back. Meng Liu rarely cared about it. The young man changed his posture and lay on the ground, his eyes floating and sinking, and then nodded decisively, "Obviously."
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to keep trying to escape.
But trying to escape in the demon clan's territory is obviously very risky and unlikely.
"Isn't it good to be the young master?" This is what Ye Qiao was wondering.
Not to mention being able to call the wind and rain, but in the demon world at least he can command the God Transformation Stage at will. Even the Saint Maiden of the Demon Clan doesn't have this face. In the demon clan, class is always above everything else.
"If I were a person who cultivated the Way of Killing, I would be happier to be the young master than anyone else." Meng Liu tilted his head and looked at Ye Qiao, "The problem is that I have never been a person who cultivated the Way of Killing."
He didn't understand why he was chosen.
There were people in the demon clan who were more suitable to be the young master than him, but it just happened to be his turn. He used to be quite happy to slack off, just following people he knew. Although he also killed people, he would not take lives all day long to improve his cultivation.
Let him be the young master, his existence is completely a heresy, a heresy of the demon clan.
"Well, I'd like to ask you a question." Ye Qiao felt it was a bit strange and raised his hand, "What kind of Taoism do you practice?"
We can infer a monk’s character by looking at the path he follows. Although it may not be very accurate sometimes, it can at least serve as a reference.
He said listlessly, "Xiaoyao Dao."
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