Chapter 906: What is your identity

The side wing curled his lips and glanced at Wu Bei, who was sitting there tremblingly. There was no reaction, but he was just a quasi-devil, and he couldn't raise his interest and attention.
Then the wing's eyes swept casually, and he saw the man in black sitting in the corner.
It doesn't matter if you look at it, the wing always feels a very familiar breath, but for a while he can't remember what it is.
However, he is not interested in continuing to ask, what is more important is the pot of wine!
He ran all the way to the old Khanba to drink! The wine made by the old Khan is known to be delicious and strong, so he ran all the way over and left the guy who stole it.
"Old sweat, where's the wine?"
Khanban said helplessly: "You kid, can't you be called well? Why do you have to add an old character? I'm only a few years older than you."
The wing yawned and said, "Oh, what does it matter? Hurry up, I'll have something to do later!"
Khan was surprised, and said: "What's so anxious? Can't even drink wine? This is fine wine!"
The wing said casually: "Some private matters."
By saying this, it means that the other party does not want to unfold the matter in detail, nor does it want to disclose it. Khanba also knows how to converge on this topic, but it makes people bring up the good wine and wait for the lid of the wine jar to be unlocked for a while. The strong aroma of wine instantly flooded the entire lobby.
This burst of taste is enough to hook people indulged in it.
The side wing said with great joy: "Sure enough, it's still your wine, and it won't cost me a thousand miles to run over!"
Old Khanba also said with a face of face: "Of course, how could I treat you badly! Come on, let's drink!"
After all, what made Wubei even more flattered was that Khanba poured the wine himself. This act frightened him. A demon would pour him wine? I dare not think of it in my life!
When the wine was drunk, the strong smell permeated the tip of the nose, and the spicy touch seemed to burn the throat.
A sip of wine is simply dead and no regrets.
Han Fei took the wine glass and tried to restrain the trembling of her fingers. She didn't even dare to look at her eyes for fear of being discovered.
Only she herself knew that her heart was about to jump out of her chest at this moment, and she couldn't even restrain herself from asking questions, but she couldn't yet.
You can't expose yourself now, and you can't question it yet.
Even if Han Fei wanted to ask the side wing, everything about Qin Che.
What only echoed in Han Fei's mind was the words of the wing wing back then. She couldn't forget or let go of it. That sentence was like a thorn that plunged into her heart.
The end of the world is the Demon Realm, and now she has finally come to the world they are in.
The wing was about to talk after taking a sip of wine, but Yu Guang couldn't help looking at Han Fei.
This mysterious man in black seemed to have a low sense of existence from the very beginning, but he still couldn't help but stop when his eyes moved to her.
Finally the wing spoke.
"Old Khanba, who is this person? By the way, you haven't given me a good introduction."
Seeing Bianyi finally asked this question, Khanba said with a smile: "This is Wubei. I am considered a friend of mine. He came to visit me specially. When it happened, I invited him to drink together. Why? Don’t you like it? How lively people are!"
Khanba thought that Khanba didn't like having strangers around, so he explained with pleasure.
But the side wing pointed directly at Han Fei and said, "No, I asked him. Who is this person? He is so mysterious with a hood and wearing a black cloak. Is he so mysterious? I dare not even look at him. Exposed."
Khanba looked at Han Fei very curiously in his own heart. To be honest, he also wanted to know who this person was, but he was relatively restrained and did not express his thoughts as directly as the wing. , But since the wing wing said, then he can also take the opportunity to take a look.
So Khanba didn't speak for Han Fei.
The scene suddenly cooled down.
Bianyi laughed and looked at Han Fei with a thoughtful look, and said: "I think you are very familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it. Why, don't you plan to Show your true face?"
The atmosphere instantly solidified.
Wing-wing's remarks were very relaxed and casual, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the threat inside.
Moreover, the wing can also release coercion, as if trying to suppress this person with coercion.
On a table, there were three demon kings. As a quasi-devil king, Wu Bei was reduced to the weakest person. He had to bear the second coercion from the demon king at such a close distance. He suddenly regretted why he had befriended Qin Che is such a mysterious person.
"Why so fierce."
Han Fei finally spoke.
Bian Yi glanced at them quietly, finally laughed, and said, "How? You look so loud."
"No, it's just unnecessary to embarrass others."
The wing didn't react for a while.
Han Fei turned her head and said, "Brother Wubei, can you help me see my maid?"
Wu Bei stood up immediately, his face couldn't wait and said, "I'll go right away!"
Wubei knew that this was helping him, and immediately turned around and left. Wing and Khanba didn't care about such a quasi-devil king at all, even if Khanba’s words were polite, but Khanba’s heart really didn’t. Wu Bei is in his eyes, so it doesn't matter if he leaves.
Not to mention the wing, he is now more and more interested in this mysterious man.
"Why change your voice. Is it so mysterious? The more mysterious, the more curious, isn't it?"
Wing-wing's eyes were looking straight at Han Fei, and I knew it when I heard the sound just now, but I actually used sound-changing clay?
"is it."
Han Fei didn't know if it was right.
A ray of danger flashed through Bianyi's eyes.
The next moment, the side wing's figure flashed and disappeared before his eyes.
A gust of wind blew, the tip of her hair shook, Han Fei's expression changed and she jumped away.
At the moment, Han Fei's original position was immediately broken, and the entire chair was shattered, but only the fine wine on the table did not pour a drop.
The horror of this terrifying control and the horror of precision can be seen in strength.
Even sitting aside, the sweating mentality that seemed as stable as Mount Tai was slightly startled, and even vigilant, the wing seemed to be stronger here, but in such a short period of time, the strength was actually stronger again, it was really terrifying.
The wings are at this level, so the strength of Honorable Han Ling...
The sweaty back feels a bit cold, why just think about it, it feels a bit creepy?
It seems that this time the Demon King’s hegemony is forgotten...