"You can leave the Chiyue Palace, but I have to send someone to protect you. If you are unfortunately killed, I will suffer." Wen Bai replied to her calmly.

Yun Zheng did not refuse, "Just protect it in secret."

Wen Bai, who was at a certain place, had a slightly moved eyes and he replied: "Okay."

After the two of them had a contractual relationship, Wen Bai immediately sent ten demon secret guards to secretly protect Yun Zheng.

Wen Bai just needs to ensure that Yun Zheng does not die. As for the lives of the other six human race god-cultivators, he doesn't care at all.

At this time, Nie Feng's handsome face revealed a complicated look, and his heart felt a little sore.

Nie Feng asked carefully: "Shaojun, why do you care so much about that human girl? Do you... like her?"

Wen Bai glanced at Nie Feng with a cold look when he heard this.

"Nie Feng, you have passed."

When Nie Feng heard this, his expression changed slightly. He immediately knelt down on one knee and bowed, apologizing: "Young Master, I'm a person talking too much!"

Wen Bai waved his hand indifferently, then looked at him and said, "Go and take my lord's clothes. I want to go to Kongdu with my father and I meet Kongyou Demon Emperor and the Gods."

"Yes, Shaojun." Nie Feng lowered his head and covered the feeling of loss in his eyes.

After Nie Feng got up, he hurriedly left and went to the side hall to get his clothes.

Wen Bai's eyes were gloomy for a moment. He liked Yun Zheng? It was so nauseous and nauseous. He was not masochist. How could he like a human girl who bullied him?

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and a scene from many years ago appeared in his mind. When he was young, he was caught by the human god cultivators and was trapped in a small cage. These human god cultivators bullied and beat him. He could only curl up in a small cage when he was eating, drinking, defecating and urinating...

Thinking of this, Wen Bai suddenly clenched his hands tightly.

He looked up, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and there was a cruel look in his eyes.

When he finds an opportunity to unseal the contract with Yun Zheng, he will definitely take revenge, which will prevent Yun Zheng from dying!

Human race...

All deserve to die!

…

On the other side, Yun Zheng and the other two met in the white courtyard first.

When Yun Zheng and Nangong Qingqing saw the five of them, they were stunned for a moment.

Whether they should say it or not, they are still quite amazing when wearing demon costumes.

The most unexpected thing was Mo Jing's clothes. He was wearing black clothes and half of his chest, with obvious chest muscles, wide and thick back, clear gullies on his abdomen, narrow waist and abdomen, full of strength and hormones.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jing looked slim when dressed, and had flesh to take off.

Coupled with his unruly expression, it is really eye-catching.

However, a white gauze was still wrapped around his chest, covering the imaginative place.

Mu Yin was a little surprised, "A Zheng, you are actually wearing black clothes!"

"Yeah." Yun Zhenghan nodded with a smile.

"Then I'm the same as you!" Mu Yin's originally depressed mood instantly disappeared. He looked excited and immediately looked at Feng Xinglan and snorted proudly, "Brother Lan, do you see it? A Zheng and I are both Yunfeng Black Envoys today!"

Feng Xinglan: "..."

Mo Jing sighed sadly, "I'm wearing black. The first time I'm wearing such a dress, I feel uncomfortable everywhere."

When Mu Yin heard this, he immediately walked to Mo Jing's side, then reached out to pinch Mo Jing's biceps. After pinching, he smiled with admiration and said, "Brother Jing, this muscle is OK!"

Mo Jing kicked his calf with anger.

"Go! Go! Go."

At this moment, Zhongli Wuyuan walked to Nangong Qingqing calmly, and silently reached out and held her hand.

Nangong Qingqing looked at him sideways.

Zhongli Wuyuan stared at her softly and praised, "You are very good today."

When Nangong Qingqing heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly and he asked deliberately: "Didn't I look good yesterday?"

“It looks good, it looks good every day.”

…

Yun Zheng and the seven men successfully left the Chiyue Palace.

They headed towards the center of the Red Moon Demon Capital. During this period, many demons stared at them in different expressions, but when they saw the totem marks on Yun Zheng's seven people's clothes, their eyes gradually turned into confusion and fear.

Although the totem mark on this dress comes from the Red Moon Demon clan, it is actually the totem mark unique to Shaojunyuan.

This means that these human races are Shaojun's people.

The demons dare not attack Shaojun's subordinates.

The temperature of the Red Moon Demon City is extremely high, which is very suitable for the residence and practice of the Red Moon Demon Clan. However, for ordinary demons, such a high temperature will cause discomfort.

Therefore, in the Red Moon Demon City, almost 90% of the demons come from the Red Moon Demon Clan.

As Yun Zheng walked, she suddenly remembered something.

She looked at her friends and coughed lightly, "We don't have magic jade."

Mo Jing was very optimistic and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's just stroll around."

"Yeah." Yun Zheng nodded.

The seven of them were in the demons together, which was particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, the several demons who were drinking in the wine shop saw the existence of Yun Zheng and the seven people. Their eyes were slightly bright, and they looked at each other and showed a sinister smile.

One of the tall and mighty demon men suddenly hugged the wine jar and drank it all, then rudely smashed the wine jar on the table, making a "clang" sound, and he grinned at the other demons.

"Business is coming again!"

A thin demon clan smiled sinisterly and said, "Boss, these human god cultivators are very low-strength and look pretty good. We will capture them alive and take them to the underground dark city for auction. We will definitely earn a lot of demon jade!"

"Slowly, look at the clothes they are wearing, with the totem marks of the Red Moon Demon Young Master Court on them! That means they are Wen Bai Shaojun's people, boss, we..." A square-headed and round-minded demon said with a look of fear.

The demon man, known as the "Boss", grinned and said, "So what about Young Master Wen Bai? Don't forget, we are demons in the underground dark city, and we are not under the jurisdiction of any clan. We have the support of the city lord behind us, so what are we afraid of?!"

The thin demon clan echoed flatteringly: "Boss Deng Meng is right! With the strength of the boss' demon, he will definitely be able to take them quietly! And the boss is also the third in charge of the underground dark city, who dares to disrespect?"

Deng Meng smiled arrogantly when he heard this.

He turned his head and looked at the seven human race cultivators from afar. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he seemed to notice something, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze a little.

These human races and secret guards of the Red Moon Palace are secretly protected?

Deng Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he became more interested in these human races.

If he caught them and asked that guy Wen Bai to buy them back at a high price, he would be a big profit.
Chapter completed!