"By the way, Mr. Ling, I have something to say to Ling An alone." General Zhou Yang looked at Ling Xiangming.

Ling Xiangming was stunned and looked at his son.

Ling An nodded, and then Ling Xiangming stood up and opened the door and walked out, leaving the space for them.

"General Zhou Yang, what do you want to say to me?" Ling An asked in confusion.

"Two things." President Zhou Yang chuckled softly.

"Ling An, did you see it when you were at the scene before?"

Ling An felt a little moved, but looked calm on the surface and asked:

"What did you see?"

"Demon." President Zhou Yang spitted these two words out of his mouth.

demon?

Ling An was stunned.

Isn't that monster an alien?

Speaking of which, it looks like the wings of a bat and the dark red skin, it is really similar to the image of a demon... Wait, can it be that the so-called aliens and demons are the same thing?

"General Zhou Yang, is that guy not a foreigner?" Ling An couldn't help asking.

"It's just a kind of alien race. That guy is the first-level ruler among alien races. He is ranked seventh among the entire alien race and is also called the seventh master by alien races. Otherwise, you think no alien race can escape from Mars for so many years, and any alien race can break the restrictions and come to Earth?"

When President Zhou Yang talks about alien races, he is no longer as gentle as before.

It seems that the restrictions on Mars should not have been broken yet... Ling An thought.

To be honest, when he saw the alien...the devil descending, he was not only shocked at the beginning, but soon worried about whether the human fortress on Mars had been captured by the alien race.
Chapter completed!