Look at that little expression, a face of arrogance and unhappy.

Even though it seems that he is not the opponent of the Overlord Demon Lord, as a human race, it is still necessary to gain a little self-esteem for yourself.

"Furthermore, our human race... may not be as unbearable as you said? Yes! We are inferior to your ancient race, but we are not just..."

"Ancient Clan? Haha..."

The Overlord Demon suddenly laughed loudly and interrupted Ling Luoyu.

"Who said we are the ancient clan?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Concubine Liang said! !

Didn't she say that it was the descendants of this Tyrant Demon Lord?

How does this sound, it doesn't seem to be? ?

"The ancient clan is just our continuing bloodline, how can it represent our identity?"

Overlord Demon Lord suddenly shook his head and looked at Ling Luoyu's eyes with disappointment.

"My brother, what has happened to you? Why are there no inheritance left except for the human emperor's bones? Don't you have any...remembers?"

Ling Luoyu shook his head lightly: "...No!"

She was still at a loss about the bones of the human emperor.

Where is there any memory?

However, she suddenly remembered that she had seen the world from the perspective of the emperor.

Perhaps, when he was the emperor, too many things happened.

Perhaps he himself felt that those memories were not so good and he gave up all his life, perhaps because of some external force, he could only reincarnate himself, but lost the ability to inherit memories!

"Forget it, those memories of Human Race, I'm afraid there is nothing to miss, so you..."

The Overlord Demon suddenly raised his hand to caress Ling Luoyu's cheek, and his fingertips swept across her skin.

"Fortunately, your divine bone is still there, so you can feel my calling!"

Ling Luoyu stepped back calmly: "That...the devil is big, what do you call me for?"

She aimed at the body of the Overlord Demon Lord, and smiled.

"That...I heard someone say that you...was seriously injured at that time, your life was hanging by a thread, and you almost lost your soul..."

"nonsense!"

The Overlord Demon Lord suddenly drank, and a burst of power suddenly burst out of his body, hitting Ling Luoyu's body like a thousand arrows pierced his heart.

"Well!"

She drew back with a sigh, a bloodshot from the corner of her lips.

What kind of wind does this old man smoke?

Talking well!

How can I turn my face?

"I am the demon lord, in charge of the demon world...except the boss, who can hurt me?!"

The Overlord Demon Lord waved his arms vigorously and violently, shocked Ling Luoyu quickly retreated, lest he be injured by this guy again.

In the corner of his eye, Overlord Demon saw the bloodshot eyes of Ling Luoyu's lips, and he frowned.

"You are also the reincarnation of the human emperor anyway, why is your soul so weak? You can't bear the bit of my anger?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Is this a bit of anger?

If she really ran away, would she be able to blast her into a fan on the spot?

The Overlord Demon seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly took a breath.

"You... are you... forget it, you don't know if you ask, your memory is not passed down!"

Ling Luoyu pursed his lips: "The devil is big, that... let's get back to business! If you... no one can hurt you, why are you here? You will never be self-exiled!?"

The Overlord Demon Lord looked sideways and looked around, and then at Ling Luoyu's eyes, it was a little more intriguing.

"In that case, you certainly don't know what these black ones... are!"