Qing Cang just pulled it like this, and brought Qing Qian to the Demon King Palace. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It hurts, let me go. "This rough man, can't he treat women lightly, he doesn't pity the fragrance and jade at all, and he thinks about it lightly.

Qing Qian shook the hand that was tightly grasped by Qing Cang, and Qing Cang let go of his hand, and a terrifying bruise immediately appeared on Qing Qian's tender little wrist.

This is not just due to Qing Cang's excessive strength, Qing Cang, as the most powerful demon king in the past thousand years, has a vigorous demonic aura, and if others don't notice it for a while, they will be hurt by that powerful demonic aura.

Qing Qian felt the discomfort in his wrist, and he didn't make any big reaction, Qing Cang looked at Qing Qian with a calm face, and couldn't help but say: "Little girl, if you don't deal with my demonic hand well, be careful that demonic energy enters your body, and your hand won't move." ”

Qingqian unhurriedly raised his slightly dark hand, brought it to his lips and blew, and the dull bruises disappeared.

Qing Cang's face did not change, but he was really shocked in his heart.

Judging from the shallow breath, her cultivation time is far less than a thousand years, and now she can purify his demonic energy?

The small body actually contains such a powerful and strange power, could it be that he has lost his eyes?

"Little girl, are you really only over five hundred years old?" Qing Cang frowned, I heard that Bai Zhou's White Spirit Divine Queen has special divine power, and the structure of the divine bones is different from that of ordinary gods, Qing Qian is her child, could it be that she has inherited her ability?

Qing Qian naturally knew what Qing Cang was thinking, it was nothing more than because the demonic aura that he thought was "invincible in the world" was purified by her in one breath, and he was just surprised in his heart.

is not false and wronged, nodding honestly, and his clear eyes don't look like he is lying.

Qing Cang understood at the moment, didn't ask any more questions, and led Qing Qian to the place she wanted to come to the most: the Ten Thousand Demon Spirit Kitchen.

Compared with Baizhou's cuisine, the biggest feature of Mozhou's cuisine is that the spirit chef is cooked by monsters of different races, and Qingcang is happy to enjoy it, and the appetite is naturally superior.

Sure enough, I saw the shallow and greedy eyes shining, and because of the happy mood, I didn't pay any attention to the suspicious water stain on my mouth.

This little girl is drooling greedily, it's really interesting.

"As I said, you can eat whatever you want, as much as you want. If you stay here, you can eat different dishes every day!" Qing Cang felt like a bad uncle who was seducing children with candy at this time, although his methods were a little shameless, but he enjoyed it, this feeling was really good.

Qing Qian looked at the dazzling array of ingredients in the Ten Thousand Demon Spirit Kitchen, all kinds of fragrant and pungent dishes, and the head that had stopped working couldn't even think.

Qing Qian decided to follow Qing Cang's advice to stay temporarily, originally her ultimate purpose in coming to Mozhou was to taste the Ten Thousand Demon Spirit Kitchen, but now that the purpose has been achieved, she will gladly accept it.

She didn't admit that she was ...... Ahem, no, I was abducted by the Demon King.

After eating potato flour skin soup pot stickers, Guoshi Wushuang game noodles, rainbow porridge, Baoshan flying dragon pot, reincarnated spring rolls, and tofu trio and Shen seafood eight treasure buns, my stomach was already round and couldn't move.

Qing Qian touched her bulging belly with a satisfied face, if she hadn't eaten too many snacks on the way here, she could have eaten more.