Chapter 2869

"Since you love him so much, why don't I kill you first, so that you two can meet again at the bottom!"

Before he had finished speaking, the owl's body shape disappeared.

Xuanmu's pupil suddenly shrank. He pushed Chang Ling away with one hand, and he met the leader of the owl himself.

With a loud bang, Xuanmu fell to the ground and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Xuanmu's accomplishments were originally higher than those of the Nightowl. However, he suffered so long in the red lotus fire prison. He lost so much accomplishments and was seriously injured. How could he be the opponent of the Nightowl.

The night owl laughed and said, "I didn't expect that Xuanmu, who used to be an immortal, would be so pitiful and pathetic. I can't bear to kill you!"

He smiled and walked slowly to Chang Ling.

Chang Ling reeled back a step and felt his magic weapon in his arms.

However, before she could move, the owl reached out, grabbed her throat and caught her in front of him.

Chang Ling only felt that the magic and breath of her body were imprisoned, and her mouth grew up, making a painful click.

Xuanmu struggles to get up from the ground and roars at the owl, "owl, let her go!"

The owl laughed and looked scornful. "What if I don't let it go? Can you get even with me now that you are a waste? "

Xuanmu's body trembled slightly, but his voice was extremely stable and calm. "Chang Ling is the master's confidant. Even if he wants to die, he can only die in the master's hand. What right do you have to replace the master? "

"If one day the Lord knows what you have done, do you think he will let you go?"

The owl's face changed, and his eyes grew colder and colder with anger and disgust.

He didn't think he should have left these two minded people around him.

As long as there is such a loyal person around the Supreme Lord, it is enough.

Thinking about it, the owl slowly smiled, and the smile was insidious and vicious, "don't worry, the Lord won't know. He only thought that you tried to escape and killed Chang Ling by mistake. In order to trap you, activate the fire of honglianye and let you die, it is a reasonable result, isn't it? I believe that the master will understand! "

Xuanmu's face was gloomy, and his cold eyes fell on the owl, slowly filled with the chill of death.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly lost his sight and fell in the distance, forgetting to breathe for a while.

"Why don't you talk?" sneered the owl? Such a despicable man as you should have died! If the Lord doesn't kill you, I won't let you live! "

After the night owl finished speaking, he thought that Xuanmu would be angry, but strangely, Xuanmu's eyes did not fall on him, but fell behind him.

There is no half anger, despair and hatred on his face, only seven grief, two consternation and one relief.

The Nightowl suddenly had a bad premonition, and his hands and feet became cold for a while.

Later, he heard the languid and low voice slowly ringing behind him, "owl, do you want to make the decision instead of me? Why don't you take my place as the Lord of the devil and let you do it? "

The owl only felt a bang in his head, his body trembled, his hand around Chang Ling's neck loosened, his knees bent and fell to the ground: "see the Lord!"

His voice was shaking, and there was fear from the bottom of his heart.