Please call me Master of Death
15 . They could only watch as the people from Red Demon Hall courted death!

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Zhang Ming was startled by the unexpected hand and quickly turned around to look behind him. But in the end, he saw a character he was very familiar with.

She looked like a young girl. She wore black clothes and had black bat wings on her back. There were also a pair of smaller bat wings on both sides of her head.

"So it's an imp. That's true. Only an imp and that witch can appear in this library.”

Zhang Mingzai knew who it was, and his heart regained its calmness. After all, the little demon was relatively easy to talk to and would not kill innocent people for no reason.

The little demoness was also puzzled. She did not know why an ordinary person would enter this underground library.

"And you are?"

"Oh, I'm here to send flowers to the Red Demon House. I wanted to go back, but it was raining outside, so I could only hide inside. Sorry for disturbing you!"

"Oh, I know you. You're the shop assistant of the Tyrant of Flowers. It's alright, it's alright. I'll bring you to see my master first!"

The little demoness happily pulled Zhang Ming forward, but Zhang Ming was a little confused by the little demoness 'answer.

"Why does even the little demon know that I'm a shop assistant of Fragrant Breeze? Am I that famous?”

Zhang Ming did not believe that he was worthy of being known by so many people in the Red Devil Mansion. He was just an ordinary person. He was not strong, and he did not have any substantial backing.

As for Fragrant Breeze, Zhang Ming didn't even think about it. He knew that he was dispensable to her.

The chances of her coming to help were not as high as the possibility of Mother Zi not caring about her age one day!

"Sigh, in the end, I'm still not strong enough! Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many concerns.”

For the first time, Zhang Ming felt the importance of strength. His previous life in the human world had never made him feel such danger.

However, everything in the Red Devil Hall could make Zhang Ming feel threatened. It was as if his life could disappear at any time.

However, Zhang Ming did not think too much about it. After all, there was no point in thinking about it now. It would only add to his troubles.

He followed the imp up a long staircase. Looking down from the handrail, it was at least ten meters tall.

"Um, how big is your underground library? How much space do you need to dig underground?”

Perhaps Zhang Ming was really bored, so he asked casually. It was really unbelievable that there was such a grand library underground.

"Hehehe, you're wrong. Our library has never been underground. Perhaps the first floor is underground, but the other floors are above ground!”

"On the ground?"

It wasn't that Zhang Ming didn't believe it, but Zhang Mingzhi had been walking down since he entered the library. No matter how he thought about it, it couldn't be on the ground.!

"I know you won't believe it. In fact, even an ordinary person like you won't believe it. Your perception might deceive you. You might feel like you're going down, but you're actually going up. Of course, this was all thanks to Lady Patrice!”

Lady Patrice!

Zhang Ming knew who she was. She was the head of Demon Hall and Red Demon Hall. He could control the Seven Luminaries Magic and was also known as the Immovable Library. His magic was superb and he could be said to be a knowledgeable elder.

This could also explain why the space here was like this. She must have caused the space here to distort, which was why she felt this way.

"By the way, do you know why the Red Devil Museum ordered a pot of flowers from the flower shop?”

"This…I don't know much about it. It seems to be used for some experiment, right?!”

Experimenting?

Zhang Ming had a look of disdain. Experimenting? Was there something wrong with the brains of the people from the Red Devil Hall?

Using the fragrant flowers as an experiment, he probably didn't die!

Although he didn't know what kind of experiment he was doing, it didn't seem like a good thing to others.

If Feng Jian You Xiang were to find out about this, she would probably send a Magic Cannon over. At that time, the Red Demon Hall would really be destroyed.

"Um, do you know what kind of experiment it is?”

"I'm not too sure what kind of experiment it is. And don't call me that or that. Just call me little devil!”

"Oh, I know. Oh right, little demon, doesn't your master know whose flower this is?”

"I know. To be honest, when I first found out, I was also shocked. Who doesn't know about Fragrant Breeze? It's a powerful demon. I heard that it's a very cruel demon who likes to treat people as fertilizer for flowers.”

"I tried to persuade her, but Master Patrice refused to listen.!”

When Zhang Ming heard the little demon's words, he was also a little puzzled. Patrice wouldn't take the risk. As a wise person who had lived for hundreds of years, she shouldn't do such a stupid thing. Wasn't she afraid of being pressed to the ground by Feng Jian You Xiang?

What exactly was it that made Patrice put herself in danger? Was there a conspiracy?!

Just as Zhang Ming was thinking, the system shouted,"Quickly dodge!"

Zhang Ming turned around and saw a huge magic cannon coming at him.

"F * ck!"

It was too late. The Magic Cannon instantly devoured the little demon and Zhang Ming.

"Boom!"

For a moment, the rumbling sounds continued!

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