Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Alan Miyi felt reluctant and subconsciously looked at Alan Wangsu, who gently shook his head at her.

Alan Miyi came to his senses and stepped aside.

Sister Ren is not just Sister Ren, she is also the king they decided to follow.

They can give Sister Ren advice, but they cannot stop her decision.

When Manager Wang saw that Alan and Wangsu were silent, he looked at Ren Yi suspiciously.

This human is the crippled one who saved Alan Miyi?

No wonder Alan and Wangsu listen to her so much.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation around her. She was probably just an ordinary human who got the Wind Spirit Bat by chance.

A girl like her, let alone cutting someone's arm, would probably cry in her bed for a long time even if she saw some blood.

Thinking of this, Manager Wang felt relieved and immediately wailed at the top of his voice.

"Little girl, you come here and shout for killing without asking any questions. What is your intention?"

"I was sent by the Devil! You are showing disrespect to the Devil by doing this!"

Steward Wang used to work in the Demon King’s Youhuang Palace.

Later, when the Demon King saw that Manager Wang was very proficient in the mineral veins, he asked him to come to the Mo Xiuluo family to help Alan Wangsu.

It is also because of this that Alan Wangsu's family values ​​him very much.

Baichuan Menghu turned a deaf ear to Manager Wang's shouting, and with one hand he grasped his arm tightly like an iron clamp and tore it off.

There was a "crack" sound, followed by the crisp sound of broken bones and the sound of flesh being torn, which was horrifying.

One arm was torn off, and blood immediately gushed out from Manager Wang's shoulder.

"what----!"

Purple blood splashed all over Baichuan Menghu's face, but he didn't care.

He threw the broken arm on the ground and walked aside calmly.

Manager Wang rolled on the ground in pain, his twisted face filled with hatred.

"Alan Wangsu, you just believed the words of a human from an unknown origin. You have been deceived!"

"The Mo Xiuluo family claims to be the confidant of the Demon King, so do they have to disrespect the Demon King?"

"Devil, look at these people. After you left, they no longer take you seriously!"

"How dare they disobey your orders and treat you as if you no longer exist!"

Manager Wang howled for a long time, but when he saw Alan Wangsu had no expression on his face, he began to panic.

No matter what mistakes he made in the past, as long as he mentioned the name of the devil, they would forgive him.

But today, even though he said so, Alan Wangsu still let the bastard's subordinates tear his arm apart.

What kind of person is this woman? Why doesn't she respect the Demon King? Alan Wangsu didn't react.

Facing his curses, Alan Wangsu remained calm.

"The mineral vein is sealed with a seven-layer barrier. Without the seal, no one can open it quietly."

"Besides me, only Uncle Wang has this seal."

Judging from the image on the photo stone just now, they have been transporting the ore for more than one or two days.

With such a large amount, it is impossible that Manager Wang was unaware of it.

Once unfaithful, never again.

"Ask yourself, the Mo Xiuluo family has been very kind to you, why did you betray them?"

When Manager Wang heard Alan Wangsu's words, his face, which was already pale due to blood loss, became even paler.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes darting back and forth, as if he was still weighing the pros and cons.

Ren Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Meng Hu, take off another leg of his."

Baichuan Menghu rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward.

Manager Wang was so frightened that he fell to the ground and backed away repeatedly.

"As long as you promise not to kill me, I will tell you! Otherwise, I would rather die than tell you!"

Ren Yi nodded and said, "Okay, I swear on my conscience that I won't kill you as long as you tell me everything."

Hearing this, Baichuan Menghu stole a glance at Ren Yi.

Conscience?

Manager Wang did not doubt it and immediately said:

"It was Xi Yunbo! He said he wanted to buy a batch of Earth Flame Ore, and the price he offered was extremely high. I couldn't resist the temptation, so..."

"Lying." Randomly interrupted him, "Remove your legs."

Baichuan Menghu nodded and grabbed Manager Wang's leg with his big hand. There was a cracking sound and Manager Wang's leg bone broke.

Just when Baichuan Menghu was about to tear off his broken leg, Manager Wang, who was screaming like a pig being slaughtered, immediately shouted:

"I was wrong! They want to use the Earth Fire Mine to drive the monsters crazy!"

"They say that the Mo Xiuluo family will soon decline, and when that time comes, Prince Wan will ascend to the throne and grant me the position of patriarch of the great family!"

Manager Wang was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat, fearing that anyone would break his other leg.

He immediately told everyone he knew.

"She also said...she wanted to marry Alan Miyi to me as my second wife!"

"As for why they want to create so many crazy monsters, I really don't know!"

When Alan Miyi heard this, she immediately stepped forward and slapped him three or four times on the face.

To think that she had just wanted to plead for him!

If it weren’t for Sister Ren, she would have been disgusted to death by this old man!

Ren Yi asked again: "How long has it been transporting the Earth Flame Ore?"

"Three, three years..."

Alan Wangsu's face darkened. The monsters that had been catalyzed in three years were enough to form a monster tide.

The frenzied beast tide cannot be controlled, and they will definitely attack somewhere very close to here.

Alan Wangsu's heart skipped a beat, and he expressed his opinion in a deep voice, "They want to use the frenzied beast tide to attack the first level of the Demon Realm!"

Ren Yi raised his eyebrows. As expected of the Demon King's think tank, his reaction was quick.

But she originally thought that by cutting off the supply of Earth Fire Mine, she could resolve the beast tide attacking the city.

But they have been planning for three years. Even if the Earth Flame Mine is cut off now, they cannot stop the tide of crazy monsters.

Alan Wangsu looked at Ren Yi and said, "The only solution now is to return to the Demon Realm as soon as possible to warn the city lord of the first floor."

Randomly nodded.

Fortunately, Alan Wangsu has almost sorted out his property in the past two days, so they can set off immediately.

He pointed at Steward Wang lying on the ground and said, "Kill him."

Steward Wang's pupils suddenly shrank. "You, you, you just swore on your conscience! I said you won't kill me!"

Ren Yi tilted his head, "Conscience? What is that?"

Steward Wang stood there in a daze.

Baichuan Menghu muttered to himself that the young master had already used her conscience to trick a bird into working for her, and now there was another manager, Wang.

Alas, another poor fellow who learned the dangers of society from his little master.

Baichuan Menghu walked forward and grabbed Manager Wang's neck with one hand.

Manager Wang struggled desperately, his bulging eyeballs were filled with bloodshot.

The next moment, a powerful pressure like a mountain pressed down on everyone present.

Even Baichuan Menghu, who was at the sixth level, was forced to let go under this pressure, and barely knelt on the ground with his hands.

Manager Wang, whose hands and feet were broken, also fell to the ground, twitching all over.

Alan Wangsu's wheelchair was crushed by the pressure with a bang.

He fell to the ground, with Alan Miyi lying beside him, also pinned down and unable to get up.

Just glance around and see, are they all down?

Then isn't it too eye-catching for her to still be standing there?

She also let out a strange cry and collapsed to the ground.

Regardless of whether it is spiritual pressure or demonic pressure, this kind of pressure does not suppress the body, but the soul.

Ren Yi's body is now as weak as a chicken, but her spirit is strong.

This kind of spiritual pressure was just a gust of wind to her.

Baichuan Menghu was worried about Ren Yi's health, and shouted anxiously: "Who is it? Get out now!"