Chapter 77 Little Demon Lord
Mingcheng's face is now dull and unrecognizable. If thrown into a crowd, he would disappear in an instant and blend perfectly into the crowd.
"My appearance is given by my parents. It's my fault if I'm ugly." Mingcheng sneered, full of disdain.
Nan Xiao raised her hand and slapped Mingcheng again, landing precisely on the bulge. She said fiercely, "Didn't I just tell you that it's not your turn to speak? Shut up."
Mingcheng was speechless and rolled his eyes.
Just wait, little brat, things will change, and you'd better not let it happen to him.
"Girl, this only proves that he is a fake," said Guard No. 1
Is there still one prison guard missing?
Nan Xiao sighed helplessly, a look of disappointment on his face. Even after all this, how could he still not understand...
She took a deep breath and explained slowly: "Didn't I just ask you to recognize his face? Is there anyone who recognizes him?"
The prison guards nodded in unison.
"This means that he has used some special magic to tamper with your memories, or perhaps hypnosis, to make him exist in your subconscious."
"But if you think about everything about this person, you'll find nothing."
After Nan Xiao said this, everyone suddenly understood.
I see.
Nan Xiao's gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on the silent Mingcheng. "Since he can tamper with your memories and turn himself into one of your colleagues, then can he also modify or blur your memories, making this dungeon missing one person without anyone noticing?"
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked and looked at each other with fear in their eyes.
It seems so.
"Hehe...interesting." Mingcheng sneered.
He always schemed against others, but twice in a row, he fell into the hands of a little girl.
"Tell me, where did he go?" Qiao Yue asked in a cold voice with her eyebrows raised and her pretty face frosty.
"I don't know." Mingcheng's expression was casual, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes. "I'm only responsible for getting him out. I don't know anything else."
After saying this, he yawned, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
"Senior Sister, he doesn't look like an important person. He probably really doesn't know anything." Nan Xiao said with a serious look and a firm tone.
Mingcheng nodded in approval. The little girl finally spoke like a human being.
The next second, Nan Xiaoqiaofeng changed his tone, his voice so calm as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
She said, "There's no point in keeping such an insignificant person. Just kill him."
Mingcheng: “…………”
…
"Junior sister is right..."
Qiao Yue pulled out the prison guard's sword and swung it down, wanting to kill him cleanly.
Judging from the situation, they really want to kill him.
Isn’t it said that upright disciples never kill innocent people?
Bah! Rumors, absolutely rumors.
"Wait..." Mingcheng shouted hurriedly.
Any later and you’ll lose your life.
"Do you have any last words?" Qiao Yue asked coldly with a stern face.
The sword wind was so sharp that it reached Mingcheng's neck in an instant.
hiss……
Mingcheng's pupils shrank slightly, and his neck tensed unconsciously. He thought to himself that this was not good, this guy was serious.
It was really close, luckily I’m still alive.
Nan Xiao's eyes flashed with cunning, and he continued to fan the flames: "Senior Sister, why are you bothering with him? He said he knows nothing. Why waste time on him? Just chop him up and search the whole city for him."
There was urgency in her tone, and she couldn't wait to see Mingcheng being chopped off.
Mingcheng: “…………”
Shouldn't the normal procedure be to lock him up and torture him to extract a confession? Then, when he refuses to confess, they leave in anger, and then he escapes without anyone noticing?
This process is wrong. Why does he have to chop off the head right at the beginning?
"Junior sister is right." Qiao Yue agreed.
Seeing Qiao Yue about to raise her sword again, Ming Cheng's eyes twitched with anger. He blurted out, "Just do whatever she says. You're the senior sister, why are you listening to a little brat?"
"Senior Sister~ I don't like what he said, chop him up..." Nan Xiao shook Qiao Yue's other arm and acted coquettishly, as if she was being unreasonable.
Seeing this situation, Mingcheng became anxious.
Without caring about anything else, he stiffened his neck and shouted, "Wait, Qiao Yue, open your eyes and look carefully. I am your savior! Don't you disciples of the sect always pay attention to repaying a drop of kindness with a spring? How can you kill your savior?"
He complained with a look of pain: "You...you...you are an unkind, unjust, and ungrateful person."
Hearing this, Qiao Yue indeed stopped moving. She looked at Ming Cheng with a cold gaze, and said in a cold voice, "I haven't even met you, so how can you say I saved your life?"
"Senior sister, he just wants to delay time on purpose..." Nan Xiao passed by silently.
A pair of bright eyes filled with eagerness chopped him down.
"Shut up, little girl." Ming Cheng shouted hurriedly. Seeing Qiao Yue start to raise her sword again, he said quickly: "Two years ago, I saved you from the monsters in Tianmen Mountain... Have you forgotten?"
"Nonsense, he's not as ugly as you."
“…………”
Are you polite?
Mingcheng gritted his teeth, as if he had made a great decision. He buried his head in his palms, and when he raised his head again a moment later, his face had changed.
The boy's skin was so white that it was almost transparent, and his facial features were extremely beautiful, making him look like a charming and enchanting male demon.
Everyone present, whether men or girls, men in black or prison guards, was stunned.
So... so beautiful...
My heart is beating uncontrollably...
Nan Xiao's eyes lit up instantly.
How does he take care of his skin?
Is it innate or acquired by taking elixirs?
"It's really you." Qiao Yue murmured, then put away the sword.
"It's me, it's me. I'm your savior. You can't kill me." Mingcheng said quickly.
"You go down first." Qiao Yue waved her hand and asked the prison guards to leave first.
"yes……"
The guards left reluctantly, looking back every few steps...
Qiao Yue took the man to a separate cell next door. The anti-spying formation set up by his subordinates blocked the crazy and vague sight of the man in black next door.
"Senior Sister, did he really save you?" Nan Xiao's face was full of doubts, and her bright big eyes were full of curiosity.
Qiao Yue lowered her eyes and nodded.
"That's a long story. I'll tell you later."
"good"
Qiao Yue fixed her gaze on Ming Cheng: "I wonder why the little demon lord came to Tianhe City?"
Nan Xiao looked over suddenly. This guy is the Demon Lord?
It doesn’t look like it!!
Isn’t it said that the Demon Lord is a monster that is hundreds of years old?
No matter how you look at it, this person seems to be about the same age as her senior brother.
Although it is said that in the world of cultivation one can control one's appearance to the age range one wants.
But this was the first time she had seen the Demon Lord controlling his appearance to that of a teenager. In the original novel, the Demon Lord was clearly a mature man in his prime.
Qiao Yue saw Nan Xiao's confusion and slowly explained, "He is the current Demon Lord's younger brother, Mingcheng. Outsiders respectfully call him the Little Demon Lord."
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