This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Chapter 146 Black Mist Master

The appearance of "Master Black Mist" really has nothing to do with the word "Immortal Gate". No matter how An Ling looks at it, she will feel that it is some kind of evil BOSS.

The sound it made was just as An Ling had expected. It was indeed an evil sound, and it was almost laughing!

It stared at An Ling and said hoarsely: "Evil Sword? Extraterritorial Devil?"

An Ling still had the broken star in her hand, and when she heard what Grandmaster Black Mist said, she looked up and smiled, "Yes, I am the extraterritorial demon." If this grandmaster disliked her, she didn't mind fighting with him.

The Black Mist Master put Murong Ziqiu aside, and made a sound like nails scratching on a blackboard. An Ling couldn't help frowning when hearing it. It continued in that weird voice, "Oh, OK." After that, it passed An Ling and came above Lu Xiulin. The black mist squirmed a few times, and "spit out" a colorful sphere from the center. The sphere floated to Lu Xiulin's head, and in the weird eyes of several juniors, the sphere whooshed into Lu Xiulin's forehead, and then everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

An Ling put down her arms somewhat awkwardly and watched them quietly from the side, but everyone was silent and no one knew what they were thinking.

In the end, it was the good old man Murong Ziqiu who spoke first. He bowed to Master Black Mist and said with a smile, "Thank you for saving my life."

The Black Mist Master did not say anything, but just flew around Murong Ziqiu and returned to above Lu Xiulin's body. It stretched out two "arms" from its black mist body and gently pried open Lu Xiulin's eyelids. Lu Xiulin's eyeballs, which were called adhesion and distortion of the pupil in modern Blue Star medicine, turned upwards, but were still visible to everyone present.

Master Black Mist quickly retracted his "arm" and asked hoarsely, "He is the emperor?"

The whole audience was shocked when these words came out, especially Murong Ziqiu and Shao Shuang'er, who had known Lu Xiulin for many years. They opened their eyes wide in shock. Shao Shuang'er said, "That... Grandmaster, don't talk nonsense. How can he be an emperor? He is just an ordinary disciple."

Master Black Mist asked, "Rebellion?"

Murong Ziqiu said helplessly: "Grandmaster, Daxuan is now in a peaceful and prosperous era."

"He is," Master Black Mist paused, "a mortal royal family."

An Ling was listening on the side. Although she didn't know why the master was so sure that Lu Xiulin was a mortal royal family, this guess could prove all her doubts.

She even began to imagine the plot of a certain Long Aotian novel with Lu Xiulin as the protagonist: Lu Xiulin's true identity is actually the illegitimate son of the royal family. He was abandoned in a civilian house since he was a child and didn't know his identity until his identity was discovered. A loyal servant escorted him to escape and arranged for him to practice in the immortal sect. Before his death, he finally told Lu Xiulin's identity. It turned out that he was the xth prince of Daxuan! Then Lu Xiulin endured humiliation every day and practiced hard, just to return to the imperial capital for revenge in the future. The following story is about this Long Aotian punching the emperor and kicking the prime minister, and grasping both the black and white worlds...

An Ling stopped her fantasy in time before Lu Xiulin woke up, because Lu Xiulin really woke up. He sat up and looked around. An Ling, who was just making up a little story, even felt a little guilty.

"Why am I back?" Lu Xiulin asked.

Murong Ziqiu and Shao Shuang'er didn't care what Master Black Mist had just said. When they saw him wake up, they rushed to his bedside and showed concern for him enthusiastically.

"The relationship between the seniors is really great!" An Ling exclaimed.

Master Black Mist floated over her head at some point, and replied in a hoarse and dull voice, "Childhood sweethearts."

"Master... hello." An Ling greeted Master Black Mist. She didn't want to be on guard against anything now. After all, judging from the oppressive feeling just now, if this master wanted to strangle her to death, she might not even have time to realize that she was dead.

"Demon," the master wrapped An Ling's head with black mist. Its voice was muffled. To An Ling, it sounded like the 360-degree surround sound in a movie theater. "Interesting."

Oh, it turned out that this master thought the demon from outside the domain was interesting, and it seemed to be playing with An Ling. An Ling smiled. She was a person who knew how to seize opportunities. From the time she shamelessly became a disciple in the fishing village to now, she could sensitively sense the approach of opportunities and seize them. She smiled and said, "If the master likes, I can tell you stories from outside the domain."

The Black Mist Grandmaster twisted his body and made a hissing sound. An Ling guessed that it was laughing. "Thank you. But you have to go and kill Tiandao."

"Kill Tiandao?"

"You, the evil sword, and the Heavenly Dao." Master Black Mist's language was somewhat lacking, and he could not express his thoughts very well. An Ling could only half guess, "You mean, I want to use the evil sword to 'kill' the Heavenly Dao?"

"Mission." The Black Mist Master explained. It covered An Ling's head. Now what he said would not be overheard by anyone except them. "Be careful. Many people believe in the Way of Heaven."

An Ling knew that Grandmaster Black Mist was giving her a warning, so she nodded and said, "Thank you for the warning, Grandmaster. Then how can we identify those who believe in the Way of Heaven?"

"Eat souls, stinky smell." The Black Mist Master still spoke very concisely, "Teach you." Its black mist body twisted, and certain information poured into An Ling's brain from all directions.

An Ling was simply unable to resist the invasion of information flow. Something took root directly in her mind, allowing her to master a unique technique without any study. It was as if it was an organ naturally growing on her body. Her senses had gained a "sixth sense" that could distinguish the colorful lights unique to the way of heaven.

She did not need to use her eyes to see or her nose to smell. As long as she stood there, this magic seemed to be constantly activated. If she used words that humans could understand to describe it, she could "see" the "aura" of the other three people in the room from her "sixth sense". Their bodies were shrouded in a layer of light. Murong Ziqiu's was white with a hint of green, Shao Shuang'er's was white with a hint of red, and Lu Xiulin's aura was white in base, constantly emitting a vast golden glow. The aura of the three was constantly flowing; she could also "smell" that their "aura" had different smells, but without exception, they were all comfortable "smells".

In addition to using the "five senses" that humans originally have, this "sixth sense" has many magical aspects, but An Ling has no language to describe this feeling.

She now felt that the way she looked at the whole world had changed. She had separated herself from her human body and was looking at other people from a higher dimension. This extremely strange feeling even made her begin to fear. She was afraid that she was gradually becoming inhuman.

"Heaven's lackey, kill!" There was a rare hint of emotion in the hoarse voice of the Black Mist Grandmaster. It seemed that he hated the so-called "Heaven's lackey" very much. His deafening voice kept surrounding An Ling's ears. All the words he used had only one meaning, which was: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"