Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2217 The tyrant's heart is white moonlight (7)

   "Host, let me send it to you again, this time, the Tiandao Administration will compensate."

  "I don’t need any compensation." He drew his lips white with a smile but not a smile, "Why don’t I make a request?"

   "...wait." Feng Luo subconsciously felt that there was a subtlety, that it was afraid of being pitted by the host.

   "Don't worry. Don't overdo it." Ran Bai glanced at Feng Luo and knew what it was thinking. The girl said lazily, completely harmless.

  But Feng Luo couldn't help but remembered what had happened just a moment ago.

  That is the real slaughter palace.

   Thrilling, no one will survive.

  Actually, Feng Luo hadn't seen Yan Bai doing it for a long time. After a long time, it almost thought that the host's bones were cold-blooded at best, not so bloodthirsty and gloomy.

   But the facts are right,

  Your father is still your father.

  Falling off:/black face

As soon as    shot the imperial palace, Feng Luo was taken aback.

  Fucking, this time I don’t take a scalpel and I just do it directly.

  That scene was really shocking,

  Change to any other mission person, it is impossible to slaughter the city in that situation.

  Its host is the first.

"By the way, your legend is failing more and more." Dye Bai squinted her eyes, the girl's face was pale, her delicate demon-cured facial features had a faint smile, and her sickly pale complexion was set against the blood-red ancient robe, intertwined. A different kind of enchantment.

  Falling off:! ! !

   "This is an accident."

  "Do you believe...There will be so many accidents in this world?" Wing Bai seemed to hook her lower lip, her eyes were dark, "Don't put everything down to accidents, maybe..."

  The girl in red gave a low laugh, and the blood-red monster eyes flashed with a hint of interest, which was meaningful: "It's artificial..."

  Feng Luo didn't want to talk to this freak anymore, "The host will teleport to you, oh yes."

  Feng Luo suddenly thought, and quickly said: "I will re-transmit you to the host three years later. If the host is no longer the subjugated princess just now, it should be another random identity."

"Also, about these things three years ago, I just obfuscated you?" Feng Luo asked tentatively, "For example... to erase the memory of someone who has seen you, after all, it's not like this. It may cause accidents."

   Dye Baiman gave a casual hum.

  The blue-glowing system board is still on.

  Name: Dye white

  Level: Level 3 tasker of the Tiandao Administration

  Backpack: plane task locator, 2 amulets, soul value 2, witch’s staff, sea pavilion deed, and the blessing of the dream forest spirit.

  Title: National Male God, His Royal Highness Blood Race, First Queen, Commercial King, Bloodthirsty God of War, Dark Night Death.

  Halo: "Male Lead" halo, "Dream" halo.

  Points: 110000.

  The seal begins to send to the dye white.

  The transfer was very slow, and there were no accidents.

Ranbai woke up again, still in the palace.

   However, compared to the moment before her, this palace was quite deserted, and there was no one.

  Feng Luo corrected, "No, that's safe. Host you can accept the plot with peace of mind."

  Ranbai laughed lazily at this.

  She looked out the window, her eyes dark and weird.

if……

  Any future teleportation, will there be no life guarantee?

after all,

  If it weren't for her, she might not be able to survive safely if she changed to another mission.

   Dye Bai gave a soft tut.

interesting.

  　 5 more~

  (End of this chapter)