Chapter 522: Completely misunderstood

Liang Yin smiled with a bitter expression.
"Like? How do people like me deserve to say they like it? Lord City Lord do it."
Liang Yin lowered his eyes and waited for death, but there was no movement above his head.
At the moment she raised her head in doubt, the man in front of her had already turned around.
"One month later, the Ten Thousand Years Spar will give it to you." After only this sentence was left behind, the man left the door.
There was silence in the dark night.
A cool voice in an ink-colored robe stood under the tree and supported the trunk, without moving for a long time.
At this moment, she has forgotten how she left the sleeping hall, because her whole heart is now filled with ecstasy.
One month later... One month later, you can get ten thousand years spar!
Liang Yin had previously imagined thousands of ideas for obtaining Ten Thousand Years Spar, but he did not expect that the Lord Vatican would give it to her himself.
Although I am a little uncertain whether the Lord Vatican will keep his promises, there is always hope, right?
Since that day, Ying Qiqi has rarely seen City Lord Fanluo again.
It seems that something is going on, and it seems to be retreating, and the news is not very accurate.
Most of the month passed.
I haven't seen the Lord of Vatican City for a while, but I am actually very worried.
She was afraid that the Lord Vatican had forgotten what he had said to her before.
I am also afraid that the Lord of Vatican City will go back, as long as people are anxious, they will often be in a daze.
Just like now, she was sitting in the room staring at the teacup on the table, without notice for a long time, the tall man who had come next to her.
"Let's go, you have been here for a month."
In most cases, Demon Xiu was not in Liang Yin's body, after all, his demon energy was too strong.
If you stay in Liangyin's body. Maybe if he was bumped into by the Lord of Vatican City, he would mistakenly think that Liang Yin was an assassin sent from other areas.
The most important thing is that Mo Xiu didn't want to help Liang Yin find everything about Si Lingye's whereabouts.
"Drink tea?"
Liang Yin was not too surprised by the arrival of Moxiu.
He poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of the man.
The white mist in the air, with a bit of bitterness.
Mo Xiu saw that Liang Yin didn't mean to leave at all, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the breath all over his body was terrifying:
"What are you insisting on?! You have more important things to do, do you understand? Isn't it just a man? There are few men in this world?
How much do you want in the future, can I send it to you when I go back? ! "
Mo Xiu's words were sharp, and the cool tone cast his eyes down for a long while without speaking.
She didn't want to argue with Mo Xiu, because Mo Xiu didn't understand, nor understood that she could abandon anything, even life...
But she can't abandon the whereabouts of Situ Ye, this is her last obsession, and it is also the courage to support her to live till now.
Mo Xiu originally thought that after so many years, he had long been taken lightly. No longer will be jealous of anyone.
But now he is "envying" a dead man!
He finally understands that jealousy will not disappear with the passage of time, but will only increase with the passage of time, and at a certain moment, it will explode because of a certain opportunity.
"What's so good about him? Worth you?"
Mo Xiu stared at the cool tone with heavy eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were dark and unclear, as if on the eve of a storm.
"You don't understand." Liang Yin was tired and didn't want to explain this problem.
The atmosphere in the air had dropped to a freezing point, and if someone else provokes Mo Xiu to be so angry, I'm afraid he would have died eight hundred times.
"Heh!" Mo Xiu smiled coldly, a black mist filled with mist, and disappeared into the hall in an instant.
At the table, the tea in Liang Yin's hand was delivered to her mouth, and the bitter tea did not make her sober.
She must find Situ Ye, even if the final truth is that Situ Ye’s soul is scattered...
I don't know how long it took, the calm footsteps sounded again behind me, and the cool voice holding the teacup didn't look back, but said helplessly:
"I said, I won't go back."
"Who are you talking to?" A man's clear voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Liangyin's pupils shrank suddenly.
Turning his head violently, he saw that he was standing three steps away. A tall man wearing a black fox fur coat.
The man still wore a luxurious golden mask, and his blood-colored pupils were as frightening as ice.
"See King!" Liang Yin hurriedly saluted, pressing his head low, and clenching his fists under his sleeves.
When did the Lord of Vatican City come? Did you hear everything just now?
"Get up."
The Lord of Vatican City looked at the girl kneeling in front of him, the red lips under the mask were tightly stretched into a line.
Clenched palms, nails have fallen into the flesh.
"The day after tomorrow's Nine Realm Conference, you go with the deity."
The voice of the Lord Vatican did not fluctuate, and the cool tone couldn't understand him, so he could only respond quickly: "Yes."
...
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the Nine Realms Lords Conference.
The Nine Realms Lords Conference was almost as spectacular as Liang Yin had imagined. Outside the hall of God's Domain, the crowd was crowded.
Those people who dress in different ways are all guards brought by the lords of various fields.
When Liang Yin left, the lords of other areas had already arrived, and she followed behind the Lord of Vatican City. Feeling the jealous eyes around him, he can't help but frown.
The hostility between the lords is really terrifying.
At the moment Liang Yin stepped in, the faces of the two men sitting on the main seat changed suddenly.
These two people are not others, they are the son of God Realm and the Butterfly Monster of Demon Spirit Realm.
"City Lord Vatican, please sit down." The son of God stood up elegantly, and made a please gesture toward the gilt throne on his side.
But all his eyes were on Liang Yin's body, Liang Yin.
At this moment Liang Yin tensed his mind, and tried his best to prevent himself from showing any horse feet.
City Lord Vatican glanced at the son, and sat down indifferently. He didn't like others staring at Liang Yin.
This is the first time Liang Yin has seen so many lords, but her gaze has been on an empty seat not far away.
Her heart seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles, her eyes were sour and unbearable, she tried to suppress the sadness in her heart, and bit her lip tightly.
Because that empty seat is the seat of the Lord of the Demon Territory.
The man who eclipsed Bai Hua was chatting and laughing in the seat where he would never show up again.
Liang Yin stood quietly behind the Lord of Vatican City, and the butterfly demon sitting aside looked back at Liang Yin, with a complex and anxious expression, and the voice transmission of his soul followed:
"Luo Liangyin, what are you doing?! The person who hasn't found you for a while now, how come you become the guard of the killing god?!"
"I will leave after I finish my business. Don't worry." Liang Yin glanced at the butterfly demon, still the voice of the soul.
"you!"
Looking at Liang Yin's light and breezy appearance, the butterfly demon was about to explode:
"Do you know what you do? Others don't dare to seek skin with the tiger, so you still stay with the tiger?!
After this conference is over, you have to go back with me! "
The Butterfly Demon had long heard that the new king of Vatican City was ruthless, cruel and ruthless, and one was unhappy, that is, his head fell.
How could he allow Liang Yin to stay with City Lord Fanluo? !
"I can't go back now. I will leave when I finish my business. Thank you for your concern."
Liang Yin knew that the Butterfly Demon was for her good, but she was about to get the Ten Thousand Years Spar, no matter what the reason, she would never give up.　　 "Is it because you saw the woman next to me last time? Me and her are not what you think..."