The woman in the black robe, who had a relationship with Nightsong, sent an invitation to Shelley Frankenstein.

In the eyes of Snow Man White Ivory, every action made by this shameless is full of coquettish disgust, and this woman is completely there to seduce men.

Despite the jealousy in her heart and the fact that her resentment was about to explode, Miss Xueman seemed to have improved her patience in front of Frankenstein. Although I want to abuse the other party to death, I still have to keep a smile on the surface.

"Since that's the case, then I won't bother you, Brother Shelley, I'll take my leave first."

Maintaining the last patience, he lifted his skirt and bent down to salute, and Xue Man left, walking a little faster.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! That coquettish and dirty bitche, definitely, must catch her, cut off her limbs, gouge out her eyes, cut out her tongue, and put her in a vase for people to see! Miss Ben was very unhappy today, so she tortured her to death for 20 ...... No, 30 slaves are good!

Seeing the back of Xue Man's departure, the smile on the face of the night was still there, and the very seductive voice of the night song slowly came into his ears:

"I can't imagine that since you like such a girl, this little guy looks quite 'innocent and cute'."

Night Song deliberately bites the word 'innocent and cute' very hard. As if he didn't hear the sound of the night song, Cangye turned back and said:

"Alright, let's go over there and talk."

It's not surprising that Nightsong can recognize herself.

During the struggle within the Corpse Food Sect, his mask was damaged once, and he happened to be seen by Night Song for his true face.

Coming to a secluded corner, Night Song stopped and turned around, her eyes that were not covered by the veil looked at the night, and a beautiful voice came out of her mouth:

"No matter how many times you look at it, Lord Frankenstein, you will be ashamed of your appearance!"

"Thank you, Miss, for the compliment!"

Human society, whether the other party praises it with good intentions or malicious intentions, must appear to be receptive.

"Miss just appeared in the Lord's Mansion so openly, isn't she afraid of any accidents?"

A normal person must not be too intimate with a person who has sabotaged his plans, and he must try his best to show a cold, even angry, look.

Although he was indifferent to this, Cangye still had to express his indifference and dissatisfaction. And if there is a big change in attitude because of the other party's appearance, it will undoubtedly be despised by the other party, and if you don't care about it, it will also arouse the other party's vigilance.

At present, there is still a place to use the other party, which is not salty and indifferent, which can just reduce the vigilance in the other party's heart, and at the same time will convey a trace of the wrong impression of 'simplicity' to the other party.

The normal coldness of the night made the corners of Ye Ge's mouth curl, and she said softly:

"Don't be angry, Your Excellency Frankenstein, I'm just doing what I'm told, everything is the meaning of the organization, you know, every witch is like a rat crossing the street, and it will be miserable if there is no backer."

As he spoke, in order to bring out this sadness, Yege's eyes showed a little sadness.

Seeing this, Cang Ye sneered directly, and his expression was still indifferent:

"In that case, what is the purpose of your visit to me?"

Restrained from the false sadness, the night song seemed to change its face, and its expression returned to mystery:

"Dmitry White Ivory, Lord of the Fortress of Polo, Level 10 Mage Breaker and Level 10 Chaos Samurai......"

"What are you saying all this for?"

Cangye coldly interrupted the words of the night song.

Night Song still has a mysterious smile, so she is not angry, but her heart gradually labels the night as 'rough' and 'impatient'.

"These are the superficial strengths of Lord Med, in fact, this White Ivory Lord is a rare three-line professional, and the third class he hides is the Arcane Blade."

Cangye's expression changed in horror.

The Arcane Blade is a special combat class that originated from the Iliad, incorporating some of the arcane mage's abilities and half the assassin's skill, and is a melee class specially prepared for spellcasters.

To put it simply, this is a special advancement of the mage killer, a hero-level class, and all means are still based on melee combat, but the other profession of the Medder Lord is the mage breaker, a killer class of the same kind, which is very limited, but if it is combined with the arcane blade and has the ability to attack from a distance, it will completely become a nightmare for all spellcasters of the same level.

Moreover, the three classes of Arcane Blade, Broken Magician, and Chaos Samurai can be directly called the top class of the fifth-order legend 'Nightmare Bringer', a powerful demonic dual cultivation.

This gives the Medlord almost half of the possibilities of advancing to the Mythic Rank!

Cangye also knows that half of the professional abilities of these three classes need to be released by weapons. In order to successfully advance to the Nightmare Bringer, Lord Medder must be preparing a special weapon to match his use.

This kind of weapon must be in harmony with one's own mind and soul, so that it can exert 200% explosive power.

Looking at the night song with a smile still on her face, its purpose is clear.

"You want Lord Med's Soul Chain Armament?"

Soul chain armament is a weapon that can connect with the soul of the weapon user, and it has the same effect as the 'illusory night' of the night.

Night Song shook her head unexpectedly:

"No, you're wrong, it's an unfinished soul chain armament."

"The information that our 'Demon God's Son' has obtained is that Ded White Ivory has been collecting materials to forge weapons since seventy years ago, and knowing that after he obtained a Hell Lord-level Black Prison Knife Demon Thorn two years ago, the soul chain armament began to forge it, and it will be completed in a few days."

"Our people have seen from afar that the unfinished soul chain weapon is a long, narrow straight-edged knife, from the hilt to the blade of the knife is a palpitating black. The dead soul of the Black Prison Blade Demon is attached to the sword, a terrifying demon that will leave a terrible curse on those who kill it when it dies. ”

"Dmitry is a madman who will stop at nothing to seek power, and he intends to use this power to solidify the curse, attach it to the black knife, and make this knife into a terrifying curse weapon!"

"The witch lords need this black knife, for the sake of the adults, I have come here, I beg you to help us, from now on you will be our 'son of the demon god' the most loyal friend!"

Cangye pondered the truth in the words of the night song.

If even the most exaggerated 'one point of truth and nine points of falsehood' is calculated, a cursed black knife does exist. After all, some of the data from Superbrain's detection of Dmitry White Ivory is nearly 90% similar to the Arcane Blade in the database.

The real part can be boosted up to 40%.

Cursed Black Knife?

Cangye touched his chin, making a somewhat surprised appearance on the surface, but deep in his heart he was coldly calculating.

Suddenly—

An exclamation came from behind.

Oops, careless!

Ye Ge's face changed dramatically in an instant, and then he showed a murderous expression, and shouted:

"Who's there?"

Cang Ye also looked over, and his expression was a little panicked.

The gist of the night song is true, but the superbrain with the bioradar function has not scanned the venue beforehand, is it possible?

A transparent shadow stood out in mid-air, and the silhouette was a woman.

A series of thunderbolts erupted from Night Song's hands, condensed into chains and threw out.

Three-ring spell - Thunder Lock!

Cangye also looked like he was ready to make a move, but the buoy released was quietly aimed at Yege's back.

In an instant, the thunder chain dragged the transparent figure down from mid-air.

With a cry of pain, a familiar figure appeared in front of Cangye's eyes.

In fact, as early as the beginning of scanning biothermal energy, Cangye knew who the other party was, and this thermal energy chromatography matched Lilith.