"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor! Of course I understand what you are thinking, but please believe it. Within half an hour, I will definitely offer Qin Yang's head to let the southeast wind dissipate! Moreover, as long as we take precautions,

Within half an hour, this poisonous mist cannot cause too much damage to the demon army! Do you really not want me to kill Qin Yang?" As he spoke, Zhang Liang's eyes had already shot out a little cold light, and he

An extremely dangerous aura was faintly revealed from his body wearing a long gown.

"Okay! I'll give you half an hour! Moreover, I don't care about the casualties of these soldiers! However, I also want to tell you that once half an hour is up, you have not retrieved Qin Yang's head. Then don't

It's my fault." The Demon Lord smiled brightly and said conspiratorially.

"Then your Excellency, just wait and see!" Seeing the Demon Lord nodding, Zhang Liang did not hesitate, and as he spoke, his figure disappeared into the tent.

At the top of Hanyang City, Qin Yang was facing the wind, sitting under a flag of the Yellow Turban Army, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

Suddenly, Qin Yang's eyebrows moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth also raised slightly. He slowly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Wulin, and said lightly: "I didn't expect that the one who came to kill me was not the Demon Lord."

With a snow-white mask, a pair of eyes as deep as a deep pool, and a long gown fluttering in the wind, Zhang Liang's figure has already appeared at the top of Hanyang City. He came from Wulin to Hanyang in such a short period of time, and traveled thousands of miles in an instant.

Never an exaggeration.

"The Demon Lord won't come, he wants you to do this." Business was dull, Zhang Liang looked directly at Qin Yang, "Qin Yang, you made a miscalculation this time."

"Oh? Did I make a mistake?" Qin Yang smiled, stood up slowly while holding on to the flagpole, and patted the dust on his body. He looked at Zhang Liang as if he were an old friend.

"If you push the Demon Lord to a dead end, he will definitely summon an army of undead demons to fight you. When the time comes, can you still defeat him like you did in Yingshang?" Zhang Liang was not in a hurry to take action, and there was something in his voice.

Without any murderous intent.

"You know, I am afraid that today's Demon Lord is no longer something you can easily match. What's more..." Zhang Liang's eyes fell on Qin Yang's wrist, "Your bracelet that seals the king's energy has already been used for a long time.

No more."

"You even know this?" Qin Yang pointed to his empty wrist with a smile, "It seems that you know a lot."

"Of course." Zhang Liang's eyes were a little sad, "I also know that the reason why you were able to turn into a demon and fight against the demon lord was not just because you had the Heavenly Book and the Demonic Scroll, and that bracelet was absolutely not helpful to you.

Small."

Speaking of this, Zhang Liang sighed softly and said: "It's a pity that the Demon Lord at that time has not recovered his strength. If it were now, even if you turned into a demon again, I'm afraid you wouldn't be his opponent."

"I said..." Qin Yang smiled and interjected: "When I listen to your words, I always have an illusion. It seems that you are not on the side of the devil?"

"Siding with the Demon Lord? Haha..." Zhang Liang chuckled softly, "Why should I stand with him? The Han Empire and your Ming Empire will definitely fall, and he will definitely die in my hands."

"Oh? So, it seems that we are friends, not enemies." Qin Yang smiled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Haha, if you don't build a country and proclaim yourself emperor, maybe we can really be friends, but it's a pity..." Zhang Liang smiled faintly, and a sharp killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Don't worry, you won't die in peace. I will
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