"What about the Qing court? How is she? She has a seal and prohibition in her body, and only she knows the password, and I can't break it. "If she has spiritual power, Heng Zhi can still protect herself, otherwise she will be a fish slaughtered on the chopping board, and she will have no power to fight back.

[Strange to say, after you possess her, her soul falls into a deep sleep, and this is impossible. Last thing......] The sound of the system began to make noise, and this voice Heng Zhi was most familiar with, but the signal was about to be cut off.

[To attract the thunder tribulation, the host must kill himself first, but this will not damage the Qing court, but rest assured, finally, be careful of the demon lord, nourishing ...... Cloud...... The sound of the system became quieter and quieter, and before the words could be finished, the contact was forced to be interrupted.

Heng Zhi took a breath, and she knew ...... It is impossible to explain completely, otherwise how to reflect the twists and turns of the protagonist's mental journey?

"Why don't you speak, I know that you are the scholar of Senior Sister Hengzhi, and you are naturally partial to Senior Sister, but how can you open your mouth to say slanderous words, grandmother's innocent body, how can you be defiled?"

The person in front of him stood dumbfounded for a long time without speaking, Ye Chongyun had already spoken for a round, thinking that the other party was stopped by himself.

Heng Zhi was too lazy to distinguish with Ye Chongyun, Liu was Ye Chongyun's grandmother, it was useless to say more about this matter, Heng Zhi sat down on the table with a headache, and waved her hand to Ye Chongyun: "Whatever Senior Sister says, I'm a little tired, Senior Sister, please go back." ”

For various reasons, Heng Zhi weighed the pros and cons and gave up herself many times, just because she was the protagonist and would not die easily.

It's one thing to be immortal, it's one thing to be hurt. Especially the neck injury before, Heng Zhi took a while to recover. The wound on the neck will be involved at every turn, and the pain makes Heng Zhi grin, just thinking about it hurts.

That's it, who is the demon master of the demon cultivator now? What is the cloud? Let her be careful Ye Chongyun or is there any reminder on the side?

Heng Zhi had a headache, but Ye Chongyun didn't mean to let her go easily. That's natural, after Heng Zhi went, Shen Jianqing didn't let people easily contact Qingyuan and the Qing Court, and it was easy for her to find this opportunity.

"What are you, dare to ......"

"Okay, I'm nothing, Senior Sister Chongyun, you are the daughter of the Ye family, that is a first-class master, and I, a scholar who was brought to Qingfeng Pavilion from outside, naturally can't compare with you. Instead of talking nonsense with me here, you should find Senior Sister Ye. ”

If it weren't for the Qing Court sealing the spiritual vein, Heng Zhi would not have spiritual power on her body, she would just want to shoot Ye Chongyun out of Qingyuan with one palm, so as not to be an eyesore in front of her. Heng Zhi was so self-deprecating, but Ye Chongyun was speechless.

was blocked by Heng Zhi a few times, and when he got to the back, he completely forgot what he wanted to say, stood in silence for a long time, and finally walked away angrily.

Ye Chongyun returned to the Hidden Jade Pavilion in a hurry, only then did he remember that he still had to go down the mountain, and promised to bring back a pea yellow for Shen Jianqing, straightened the clothes on his body, and called the maid and said, "Go and call Liuyun and let her accompany me down the mountain." ”

The maid came up and blessed Ye Chongyun and said, "Senior Sister Ye was temporarily assigned by Guangyanjun to go down the mountain this morning, and she is not in the mountain. ”

Ye Chongyun was stunned and sighed, he was really confused, how could he forget that Ye Liuyun was no longer in the mountains.

The last month of summer is the hottest, and the midday sun hangs high, and just standing in the sun can make your skin sore from the sun.

Compared to the hot sun outside the world, the gloomy demon realm is exceptionally cool all year round. The demon world is haunted by demonic energy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is dark and dayless, there are no four seasons here, only boundless cold and cold.

A little demon cultivator led a person to the study, and when he saw the figure of the person, it was a woman. They stood in the doorway for a moment, and the door of the study opened automatically, and the candles were lit in the study, so that they could only see the scene inside.

The woman walked into the study, and the little demon cultivator who led the way took two steps back and closed the door. The woman walked around the screen, and then passed through two compartments before arriving at the inner room, which was separated by a beaded curtain.

To say that this is the realm of the demons, the decoration of this study is really elegant, quite a bit of Taoist style. The woman raised her hand and lifted the bamboo slip, and gave a deep slap to the person sitting in front of the table: "Yunyue has seen the Demon Lord. ”

The person in front of the desk raised his eyes, and the red mole in the center of his eyebrows was particularly bright in the dim light, and the dim light did not hide the red mole at all.

This person is the newly appointed Demon Lord, Zhao Emblem.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you stay still for a while, but how can it be better to turn around and be discovered?"

His voice was gentle, but his tone was thin and cold, which made people's hearts cool down, Yun Yue lowered her head, and couldn't hide her eyes complaining: "I miss the Demon Lord, so I took the risk to come, or does the Demon Lord not want to see me?"

Yunyue was both grief and grievance, but she didn't complain, she didn't dare to complain about the man in front of her. Zhaohui's nails knocked on the tabletop, and the seemingly casual movements made people's scalps tingle to hear.

Zhaohui suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Yunyue into his arms. The door to the study was closed, and there were two doors to go through to get to the back room.

Even if the little demon cultivator came back halfway, there would be no problem, Yun Yue didn't expect Zhao Hui to suddenly stretch out his hand to pull him, Yun Yue's body was lying stiffly in Zhao Hui's arms and didn't dare to move, and his eyes were so wide that the boss looked at Zhao Hui without blinking.

"You don't know from the bottom of your heart that you and I have special identities, and often meeting will arouse the suspicion of those people, no...... With his ability, he may have begun to doubt our relationship for a long time, but you don't need to worry, do your duty in the door, don't act rashly, just wait for the instructions of this seat. ”

Daomen today is different from the past, always maintain a high degree of vigilance against demon cultivation, there are too many eyeliner arrangements, even Zhaohui himself can't remember how many people have been arranged in Daomen, in the past, someone was assigned to manage a certain part, if it wasn't for Yunyue himself today, Zhaohui would have forgotten that there was Yunyue.

As far as the facts are concerned, Zhao Hui is their master, indeed, in order to make his subordinates loyal to him, Zhao Hui used a lot of despicable means, deliberately adopted orphans abandoned by the world, adopted them when they were lonely, treated them well, and made them grateful and loyal to themselves, but among these people, Yun Yue is an exception.

Zhao Hui is outstanding, and then treats women gently, captures their hearts, and achieves the conditions to manipulate them, and women who fall into the quagmire of love are the most foolish.

As long as you give her a little fantasy, they will put their minds on you, such as the chess piece that died in the mission, and now Yunyue, of course, if they don't have different intentions, why not make good use of it.