Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 610, Variety Demon King
Zhong Lang came over and put his hand on Yan Ruyu's shoulder, "What are you looking at?"

"I don't know, I always feel that Ling Weilan won't lose so easily." Yan Ruyu stared at the person lying on the ground, raised the glass bottle in her hand, and shook the red liquid inside, "Do you know that there is What?"

"I don't know, it's not important, the narrator says she's dead, go to eat, aren't you hungry after running for so long?"

"Is she dead?" Yan Ruyu asked more.

The narration repeats: "The Great Demon King is dead."

Yan Ruyu couldn't understand the function of this bottle, and always felt that they missed something. He took the bottle in his hand, turned around and followed him to the hall where the banquet was held in the morning, and they still looked restless during the meal. They were all happily serving soup, when he finally thought of something, he suddenly asked, "Have you found the last page of the Demon King's autobiography?"

"I found it. It's here with me, but it was burned until there were only two words left." Zhu Ruer took it out and carefully identified it, "Death or life, these are the only two words left."

"Show me." Yan Ruyu became serious, and took the almost burned fragment of the manual from Zhu Ru'er's hand. As expected, only two words were clearly visible on it, and the rest were burnt.

"What's dead? What's alive?" Yan Ruyu murmured, a flash of light flashed in her mind, "Resurrection from death? Can the Great Demon King fake his death?"

"No way!"

The more Yan Ruyu thought about it, the more he felt it was true, and he found that there were only eight people at the table, but there was an empty seat next to him, and tableware was also prepared on it. He asked the narrator, "Did we win?"

Knowing all the truth, the narrator smiled and said nothing. Everyone understood it instantly. They all threw down their knives and forks and stood up. They ran together to where Lin Anluo's "body" was, only to find that the lawn was empty and the big devil who was supposed to be lying on it was nowhere to be found. , there was a book spread out on the ground, it was the continental race map she stole from God's study.

Turned to the back page of the introduction to the Demon Race, there is a line of extremely small words in the lower right corner - "Every big devil has his own true life blood, and when he is fatally attacked, he will pull his true life blood from his body to pretend to be dead state, unless the true life blood is poured into the holy pool to receive the holy light washing, otherwise the great devil will be resurrected with a drop of blood."

"Where's the bottle?" Zhong Lang remembered the bottle that Yan Ruyu took away.

Yan Ruyu turned her head and looked at the brightly lit dining hall of the villa, "I put it on the table."

So everyone ran back in a hurry, only to find a familiar figure standing by the table, wearing an ill-fitting robe, holding a crab leg in his hand, watching them run in with a smile.

"No!"

"I lost again!"

"I really won't come next issue!"

The eighth issue ended with the same wailing sounds from the guests as in the previous issue.

In the ending Easter egg, the narrator asked Lin Anluo, "Many people think you took the script of The Strongest. After this episode is broadcast, everyone will probably think that this reversal was also specially arranged by us. Do you have anything to explain about this?"

Lin Anluo sat on the chair, was silent for a few seconds, and sighed deeply, "Invincible is so lonely."

After the broadcast of this episode, everyone started a discussion on "Has Ling Weilan got the script of The Strongest?" The attentive audience has discovered many of Lin Anluo's deliberately embarrassing behaviors in the show, and they have expressed their thoughts below.

——Ling Weilan ran with that book for a whole issue. The bookshelves in God's study were full of continental race illustrations, and they didn't even think of picking one up and flipping through it.Moreover, after finding the last page of the devil's autobiographical manual, they didn't think about such a crucial clue, and Ling Weilan, the real bloodline, put it in their hands openly after he faked his death.They should have thought a long time ago that if they were indulging in the joy of chasing the big devil all the time, what could they do?
(End of this chapter)