The Demon Palace of the 632nd Night

In this way, the wind and rain, Ye Kong went all the way to the north, thanks to a map, otherwise I don't know how many unjust roads Lu Dao would have to take. 】

The journey is still very smooth, the demon king token is really effective, every time you meet the demon, or the monk that the demon accepts, when you see this token, you immediately like a grandson, and quickly let it go.

Whenever he ran out of tokens, Ye Kong's heart was a little lost. It's not because he didn't get so stunning, but because he felt like he didn't ask clearly. Why does the Shadow Clan Patriarch live in the Demon City? Why does she have no Shadow Clan or humans around her?

She must have a hard time, she is definitely not a nymphomaniac who takes the initiative to dedicate herself like that, you can feel that she has no experience at all, and you can also feel her sadness and loneliness...... Why was he only thinking about other people's bodies at that time and didn't ask a question?

But thinking of this, Ye Kong smiled bitterly again. What can she do to help? She can't do anything to become a monk above the god level, so what can she do? There are no prohibitions, no magic circles, no guards outside her palace, so why doesn't she leave?

Ye Kong knew that he couldn't solve it at all with his current strength, that demon king was so powerful, and that death control method was used, I was afraid that ordinary immortals would not be able to bear it, what else could he do?

Although Ye Kongzhi said that he couldn't help, he didn't sigh in his heart, he decided to wait until he had the strength in the future, and he still wanted to enter the magic city again.

Not only for Lu Junrou, but also for the thousands of enslaved human beings!

He didn't have a flying magic weapon like a flying boat, and it was very hard to catch up for 25,000 miles, for three whole days, he didn't settle down, but fortunately, he had a lot of spirit stones, and he felt that his spiritual power was insufficient, so he quickly took out a piece of supplement, and then flew again, day and night, just to reach the Abyss Valley as soon as possible.

Even so, three days later, he still didn't arrive, and there were still thousands of miles away from the Abyss Valley.

Three days later, the Magic City, Junrou Palace.

The night is as cool as water, and the bright moon is sprinkled with brilliance, but there is no heat at all.

The cold moonlight shone in through the tall window, casting a row of white light on the floor of the wide corridor.

Under a window, there stood a lonely figure in white, looking up at the sky, just like that, she had been looking at it for more than 100,000 years.

"Your tears are weak and wounded. The miserable white moon bends and bends, hooking the past. The night was too long and condensed into frost, who was in the attic cold and desperate......"

"The rain flicked gently, the vermilion window, and I was blown by the wind on the paper all my life. Dreams are in the distance, turning into a veil and drifting away with the wind......"

Lu Junrou sang silently, sang until she was completely immersed, sang until she couldn't extricate herself, and sang until she burst into tears.

And when she sang the phrase "Drift away with the wind", what appeared in front of her eyes was the appearance of that young man.

He didn't know if Lu Dao had reached the Abyss Valley, would he regret leaving at that time, and would he have a chance to meet again in the future?

I don't know what Lu Dao is, for the man who has only met here once, the cultivation is so low, but she can't help but remember it in her heart. It's really strange that the person who has been dangling in front of him for 100,000 years, he can't remember his appearance. But why does a new acquaintance feel like he will never forget?

Suddenly, she stopped singing and sighed in a low voice, "It's a shame that you forgot to ask for the name of such a beautiful piece at the time." ”

Ye Kong regretted that he didn't ask her about the situation at that time, and Lu Junrou regretted not asking the name of the song......

They are all regretting, but how can there be so many perfections in this world? Some people feel regrets, some people feel shortcomings, and some people are destined to regret for life.

The Demon King's Palace, the Demon King felt like an ant on a hot pot, he couldn't stand or sit, he was a little happy, a little nervous, and a little worried.

I've been waiting for 100,000 years, which is really a long time. Even if it is an eternal immortal demon race, 150,000 years is so long for them, it is like an endless river.

Finally, in this moment, complete.

But is that really the case?

"Leng Chi, what do you think I need to prepare?" the Demon King didn't know how many times he asked this question today.

Leng Chi smiled, he had followed the demon king for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen the demon king show such a helpless expression. It seems that love is really not simple.

"King, everything is normal with you, and soon you can ...... as you normally do with those human women"

Before Leng Chi could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Demon King's reprimand, "Nonsense, how can Rou be the same as a human woman? Do you know the way? Back then, I was still the little prince of the Demon Clan......

Leng Chi was about to vomit blood, and with the same words, his ears were already filled with cocoons, and it was really torturous to listen to it one more time. Of course, he didn't dare to show disgust on his face, and he still smiled, as if the story was still so interesting that it was so good to hear (4).

Fortunately, he didn't suffer for long, and he heard a report from someone outside, "Miss Junrou is here." ”

The demon king was overjoyed, rubbed his hands, laughed twice, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Junrou, how is your health today, if it's not convenient, there will be nothing to do tomorrow. The Demon King seemed to be very generous.

Lu Junrou looked at him coldly, didn't say anything, and continued to walk towards the Demon Palace.

The demon king was hurt by her eyes, the joy on his face faded suddenly, he took two steps forward, and said with a smile: "Junrou, did any of them make you angry, I remember that in the past, you often smiled at me......"

"I'm smiling at Li Tong!" replied Lu Junrou.

She still remembers my pseudonym. The Demon King finally felt a little relieved in his heart, and he smiled again, "Isn't Li Tong me? You can also call me Li Tong now." ”

Lu Junrou shook her head, "No, you are not Li Tong, you are the Demon King, the Demon King who has killed countless people." ”

The Demon King said angrily, "What's the difference? Human beings will always be slaves and food for the Demon Race, and this can never be changed! How many animals do humans slaughter every day, skin them, and eat their flesh, how is this different from our Demon Race?"

Lu Junrou sighed, "Because I'm not a livestock, I'm a human being, and those who are killed and eaten by you are all my kind!"

The Demon King sighed and said, "We won't discuss this issue today, you didn't come to my palace just to talk to me about this, did you?"

Lu Junrou's words were stagnant, and she also let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Then go to your dormitory." ”

The Demon King was overjoyed, stretched out his hand and said, "This way." Then he shouted to Leng Chi, "Everyone is out, don't wait!"

In the dormitory, the decoration is full of flowers and lights, and it can be seen that the demon king is thinking about it, but in Lu Junrou's eyes, he can't see it. The Demon King killed humans, enslaved the Shadow Clan, and killed her parents and family when he plundered her.

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