I am the fifth of the four demon kings

Probably ... it is not too likely ...

In the end, Lu Ming got this conclusion, the tomb of the ancient times, the ghosts learned from the time, what turned into it.

The other side of the sacred woman, also read the story on the painting, looking at the unpredictable expression of Lu Ming, she felt very interesting to him, smashed his head.

"Well? After reading it?"

Lu Ming quickly discovered the holy expression wrong, and immediately responded, and then asked her if she didn't have anything.

"Ok!"

The sacred girl agreed, and then sighed in front of the wall in front of the wall, said:

"However, it is really a sad story, the princess of the magic, is also a poor person."

Magic Princess?

Lu Ming, I don't know what she is talking, then quickly turns back, I will finish the remaining paintings, he understands.

It turned out that the young people of this puremn Moist were good, deeply demonstrated the appreciation of the Devil, and later met the daughter's daughter in a magic banquet, and at first sight.

Subsequently, he married the devil, the Devil was very appreciated by his talents, and he made the master of the Moz princess to him.

However, the princess didn't seem to like him. After heard this news, he ran out of the magic, did not see the trace.

The rest of this youth is only living under the shadow of the princess, and finally killed the battlefield, depressed and final.

Sad.

After Lu Ming, he evaluated this, and didn't care much.

Then turned the head to the sacred woman who has been staring at him, asking her:

"In this case, the silver coffin on the above is the young man of the pure blood magic, we open it?"

The saints are of course nod, she is also very curious, the legendary Moist is growing.

After all, she stayed in the Shengdu for many years, and she has never seen their human enemy - the Moist.

Of course, the sacred girl doesn't know, it is said that there is one in her side.

"Yeah!"

However, she was surprised that when Lu Ming opened the moment, a single handsome young man reflected in her eyes, observing his face, and did not vastly with humans.

"This is true ... is the Mozu?"

The sacred woman looked at Lu Ming, and then looked at the young man of the Moz. She really couldn't see it. The moon of the war is different from human beings.

Although she has long heard that the devil's appearance is almost the appearance of human beings, but only two angles.

But really see, she is still surprised.

"The character of this Mozu is almost the same as the brave."

The sanctuary is interested in unintentional, there is such a sentence.

Of course, she means, the characteristics of this magic, is similar to those such as Lu Ming.

Lu Ming also knows that the sanctuary did not doubt that he is the meaning of the Mo, but he heard this sentence, his face is a little quirky.

"Yeah! Hold, sorry the brave!"

I observed this Mozu for a long time, and the saint recovered her curious attention. After seeing not talking, the expression was still behind Lu Ming, she immediately responded, I just said something. :

"I, I should not take the courage to be more compared with the Moz, I mean, the character of this Mo, is the same as us."

The saint hurriedly apologized, and thought that Lu Ming was angry.

After all, the Mozu is the enemy of the brave. I heard someone who has compared to the Moz, will be unhappy.

In the face of the sage of the saints, Lu Ming suddenly opened.

Just say, let the saint feel a little strange:

"No, there is nothing, in fact, I think so."

After all, I was a magic.

Lu Ming said, his face did not consciously exposed a strange smile, watching the holy woman's heart.

What happened to the brave, is it really angry?

After all, the response after people is angry.

For a time, the saint became very regretted.

However, at this time, the coffin suddenly took a touch of green rays, and the air floated with green granules, which was very nice, and suddenly attracted the attention of the saint.

"what is this?"

Hill carefully held a green particle, but it passed through his own hand, fell, it was obvious that these particles were some things that had no form.

"These are the reactions that the branches of the world tree are touched to the air."

Lu Ming is significant, referring to the coffin, a truncated wood branch next to the Moi youth body.

The Mozu is not better than the blood family. After death, the body will be corrupt. Since the youth in front of you have no corruption, it will show that the other party uses what prevents corruption.

For example, the branches of this trees around him.

"World, World Tree?"

I heard the explanation of Lu Ming, the sacred woman looked at the branches that appeared in Puttong, showing extremely shocking expressions.

What is the thing of the world tree, and the saints certainly know.

The legend this is the treasure tree of the entire elves, which is the lifeblood of the Elf family, but with the retreat of the Elf family, the story of the world tree has become a legend.

She did not expect that the world tree of the legend of all things, actually existed in this world.

"Well, it is the world tree."

Lu Ming nodded, there is no accident on this, telling the saints:

"The World Tree is a very famous thing in the ancient times, even if it is just a branch, the energy of the life is also horrible."

"Just like you see, just a branch, let this Moist youth have reserved the appearance before he died after more than 5,000 years."