Devil’s Son-in-Law

Chen Rui held Isabella in her arms, the blood in her chest had formed ice, and the whole person trembled voluntarily.

“Bello... are you dead?” White Lorna, with a blow of anger and a few powers of the Peak Demon Emperor, Isabella is now on the verge of death and her voice is rather weak, but she still hasn't forgotten the life and death of her enemies.

“If there's a Black strike, he can't escape. ”

Isabella's eyes were soothing: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid… I can only give it back once. ”

Chen Rui knew what she meant and tried to kill him four times, which was kind of a set-off, but he could feel it, and it was not simply “repayment”.

“Isabella...”

“Isn't her name Eni?” Isabella barely gave a smile, "but this Isabella is the most true word I've ever heard from you. ”

Chen Ruixin shuddered. It turns out that emotion is something that cannot be done. The more input, the more true and false you can feel. So...

Chen Rui kept telling himself that it was just a false and false play, a false and vicious woman, but for some reason, her heart was still in pain.

“Charles, what are you... going to do? ”

“Charles" broke off his cooperation with the bloodshed and fled under false death, almost cutting off his foothold in the demonic realm, and Isabella wondered what he would do.

“I am a liar, a simple liar. That's all.” Chen Rui gently straightened out the hair adhering to her forehead, "didn't you say, if I were just a liar, maybe we'd end up different? ”

“It's... different.” Isabella looked at him calmly and did not ask for anything superfluous. Chen Rui gave her a bottle of cure, but it did nothing to help her. She could even clearly feel her life passing quickly.

“Promise me one thing, in the future you will have the chance to see my nephew... tell him that Windshadow boots... were lost 200 years ago..."

Windshadow boots!

Chen Rui was surprised and concealed that the man Isabella met 200 years ago had something to do with it, deliberately asking: "Windshadow boots? Is it one of the seven great artifacts of the demonic world? ”

Isabella's close broken eyes began to blur: “In that year, an ignorant young girl met a sweet-spoken human man, fainted, convinced, despite the opposite of her family, even her sisters took revenge on her, and gave her even the most precious artifact...”

Turns out, Windshadow Boots fell into the hands of that human man! Belielle's supreme artifact… is now in the human world?

So, Lomont's only going to the ground to get his boots back?

“Saplina liked to argue with me as a child, even with men, but we were wrong," Isabella laughed. “The man's eyes were only artifacts, and even my initiative to give myself up showed considerable restraint, until after he got the artifact to abandon me without mercy, I knew that he actually hated women very much and liked men! ”

The more Isabella laughed, the more she laughed at the tears that seeped blood, the more she could not freeze even White's frozen power: "This is ridiculous! I, a foolish woman willing to abandon everything, fell in love with such a cold-blooded and heartless liar, and... even the sacrifice was despised! ”

Chen Rui listened quietly, the only thing that could be done was to carefully wipe away her tears.

Though he heard only one and a half squares of claws, Chen Rui can totally imagine how this once pure and naive Cheddar Lei has gone through these two centuries before turning into today's highly poisonous Mandolo. So, she hates men, she hates feelings, she hates everything, and all that's left of her life is hate and hate.

However, it can be seen from the bitterness of the kiss that, in fact, Mandala's dramatic poison still retains the fresh fragrance that belongs to Shedalay.

“You are also a liar... Charles, perhaps not your real name...” Isabella's life gradually dissipated with laughter, "but I would rather have met you, at least...”

Isabella's voice was dwindling and her body's tremors gradually stopped.

Chen Rui took a deep breath and finally made a decision.

He had an extra sharp glass bottle filled with black medicine.

Fallen Angel Emperor Du, palace.

Obsidian looked in the shadows at several people kneeling down, one of whom was also his favorite and most trusted princess, who betrayed him and accidentally leaked the most secret information he had revealed after he was drunk that day.

Blood!

This force, which had already heard of it, was so bold! Hands so long! Even the most trusted women around him are from this organization!

Although according to the princess, this time the "boss” should want to pull “Charles" together, “Charles” and Isabella's death, however, are directed by the Blood Club.

This is not the most critical issue.

Most importantly, that large sum of money was given to “Charles”, who saw with his own eyes that “Charles” had entered a private space with space magic, and now that this partner had died, the money had fallen into space turbulence and there was no way to get it back! It's a huge fundraiser for Black himself and for all the lords and all the big families. One man, Lord Cheuk of the Red Phantoms alone, has paid a billion dollars!

Not only is the money gone, the black drug is gone, not even Charles is gone, but there is no proof of death! What will he give back to these families, these territories?

When I think of it, Black's mind drips blood.

Even if the bloody truth were revealed and even testified with the princess, no one would believe it, not willing to believe it, those guys just need money!

Speaking of which, I blame myself for not swearing Dandan's guarantee, but then who knew this would happen?

At the moment, the Pharmacist Competition of the Magic Realm is about to begin. First, try to raise funds to hold it successfully. As for the money in those territories, we can only try to delay it for a while!

Steps forward, the princess hugged Obsidian's leg, kissed his boots and cried: "Your Highness, forgive me! I was forced to do so. I will never dare to serve His Majesty more wholeheartedly...”

Before the end of the conversation, the beautiful face suddenly burned, in the scream, the entire body was burned to ashes, and the cold light appeared in the eyes of the obsidian woman she loved, biting her teeth and spitting out two words: “Blood! ”

Dark Moon City.

None of the inhabitants knew that what they were passionate about was nothing more than a small wave compared to the shock caused by that man who had left the dark moon in Empire.

Now the Dark Moon is the most talked about is a battle ball game.

This game is completely different from those of the past and does not refer to intensity or excellence, as it is a game that affects the whole dark moon situation.

Just at a recent regular meeting, Joseph, the treasurer on the edge of the cliff, was forced to step forward by Princess Hia and finally went public, protesting harshly against the Lord, against a series of sanctions and repression. It's just that at present Joseph himself cannot be trusted in the Dark Zone to use the Dark Zone policy as a base card, let alone the Dark Moon, which was no longer a year or two ago.

After the protest was invalid, Joseph finally “helplessly” made the final move: to publicly gamble with the chamber of commerce he had set up, with all the properties in his name, and with the position of the treasurer.

Joseph's wagers, which can be said to be overwhelming, require the Elder Princess to place wagers, including the Chamber of Commerce, the Night Market, the Princess House, the auction house, the Arena, etc., almost all of the economic forces controlled by Shea.

Thea refused without false reflection, saying that gambling and other hasty methods could not be used to decide such a big thing, and in the light of the present, even if she did not take the risk, Joseph could be slowly crushed.

It is also true that Joseph was very cunning, exerting a vigorous manoeuvre in the name of the royal family, and using many long-standing means, which prevented Hia from getting off the stage and changed her pretext to say that Joseph's bet was too small to be compared to the assets she now possesses.

This would have been replaced by an almost impossible proportion a year or two ago. Now the situation is reversed, the initiative is good, the strength is good, all of which Shea has taken an absolute upper hand.

At this point, the mutation was born, standing on the Shia side and suddenly “Agulet”, who was also declared the head of the PLA reserve, fell down and announced that the cape would give full support to Joseph's side.

Everyone was so noisy that “Agulet" turned out to be Joseph's chess set next to Shea!

As a result, Joseph had more industries in the arena, the night market and the cloak club, plus the position of the treasurer, barely even with the Hia side. Shea was outraged by the backwater of Agulet, and, with the concomitant support of the Dry Family, promised to come down. Many of these families are wallgrass and are very good at watching opportunities, whoever loses and who wins will be successful in championing.

As such, the two sides are scheduled to hold a spectacular competition in the arena at the end of the month, using battle balls as a gambling method, when all spectators will bear witness to who wins and who truly controls the economy of the dark moon.

With Hia's prestige in the dark moon, coupled with the fact that the two guards and guards were clearly above the strength of the civilian team, most people naturally preferred the eldest princess. As for Joseph, at best it is just a relatively strong team of covert training, which cannot be compared to the Guardian Army and Guardian Army, which represent the Dark Moon and should represent the highest level of the Demonic Battleball.

You know, the rules of battle ball are strictly restrictive on both sides of the race, and it's impossible to have high-ranking demons playing low-ranking demons, and Joseph and the eldest princess agreed that the two sides in battle are the mid-ranking demons.

Thea should be a stabilised winning ticket, the Dark Moon military and people think so, the vast majority of the family think so too, only Joseph does not think so, he has seen the middle class demon battle team under “Agulet” with absolute strength to stabilize all the teams of the current Dark Moon, so many postures ahead, including pushing himself to the edge of the cliff, just for this regular meeting.

“Agulet" didn't disappoint him either. He stood up in time and succeeded in facilitating the game. With the careful planning of this ally, he Joseph was the last real winner!

Only Joseph didn't know that even Agulet himself thought that Shia would win. This is a pit, and now that Joseph has jumped, he's burying himself one step closer to the last shovel.

From the beginning and "Agulet." Bezib ”began his cooperation, and this sinister dark moon treasurer, the eldest son of the Lord of the Red Phantom, was destined to be a thorough cup.

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