After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 47

Chapter 47 Projection

    Mu Wushuang rolled his eyes, and slowly snapped off the paper doll's collar.

    With a hiss, the big head of the paper doll tilted down, and the grin at the corner of its mouth swayed in the wind, like a silent mockery.

    The girl raised her brows slightly, tilted her head and said, "Think twice? Master Guipo, in my opinion, you should think twice, right?"

    Guipo's expression darkened completely.

    The sky was suddenly dark, and the wind suddenly picked up, circling like a vortex in the one acre and three inches in front of him.

    And the girl stood in the wind, her expression on her face was faintly visible in the darkness, and she was a little weird for a while.

    Meanwhile, sand and stones splashed, smoke and dust billowed beside Guipo Mojun, and the dark ghostly aura swirled with overwhelming momentum, heading straight for Mu Wushuang.

    Mu Wushuang's eyes reflected the ghost's deep ghostly aura, and he slowly curved his lips into a smile.

    She seemed indifferent, her figure didn't move at all.

    In the black air all over the sky, there is a ring-shaped transparent air flow that surges invisible and silently.

    In the next second, the head of the paper doll that Mu Wushuang was holding stopped shaking, and the arc of the corner of the mouth suddenly doubled in size, cracking to the back of the ear.

    Mu Wushuang turned his head to glance at the paper doll, and felt that its facial features were somewhat familiar.

    The doll has a childish face, but there is a strange old feeling between her eyebrows and eyes.

    It was as if... there was another face, blended into the child's face.

    She was suspicious in her heart, but the overwhelming ghostly aura of ghosts was in front of her eyes, so Mu Wushuang suppressed the strangeness in her heart for a while, and raised her eyebrows to meet the enemy.

    Amidst the turmoil in this room, a pot exploded in the Demon Palace at the same time.

    The invisible ripples come in a strange way, which is naturally very eye-catching.

    But no matter how much they pay attention, no matter how hard they try to expel them, the colorless ripples just hover in the air quietly, neither conspicuous nor fluctuating in power, as if they really just stay there unintentionally.

    It wasn't until the sky at the north palace gate suddenly darkened that the ripples in the air finally shook slightly, shaking off the fine ripples of thousands of feet.

    The ripples trembled, and as they swayed, a picture of flying sand and rocks appeared.

    In the painting, their new statues stand opposite to the ghost demon king who has already left the palace in the summons, surrounded by demonic energy.

    In the Dharma Protector's bedroom, the young man reclined on the couch with a serious expression, staring at the picture projected in the void without saying a word.

    A maid at the side said cautiously: "My lord, if you are really worried, why don't you go to the north gate..."

    Gui Lan glanced at her and sneered: "Who is worried? She is a demon king, and she is blocked by the demon king under her seat, and she has a face to project Come out and show the whole Demon Palace."