He stroked her soft hair with a large hand, stretched out a hand to lift her face, and commented, "Generally, not fully developed." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"This green fruit~tsk~Tsk~ You are blessed with this taste~"

Jiu Ling then picked up a glass of wine, put it in his mouth, and said, "It's better for you to try it yourself." ”

The two looked at each other.

Tomb Night laughed, and at this moment, the woman who had been dancing flew into Tomb Night's arms, and her weak and boneless body rubbed in Tomb Night's arms.

"Demon Lord, isn't it enough to have Xuan Ji?" Sitting on top of him as he spoke.

His long black hair was silky, and his hand gently untied the strip of cloth that wrapped around his chest.

I can only see her white jade back.

For a while, the fragrance that permeated the main hall was great, and the people sitting in the hall seemed to be even more crazy, and in the distance, a short man with a scar on his face held a human head, quietly watching the writhing figure, and the shadow did not move in the shadows.

"Heh~" Jiu Ling touched Fu Sheng's hair, and then Fu Sheng's whole person was thrown over like this, she was lying on her stomach softly, like a soft-footed shrimp, crawling at the feet of the middle-aged man, and she was still hugging Xuan Ji on the night of the tomb, and Xuan Ji's small waist was twisting back and forth.

It's like there are countless strengths, and the delicate panting sound is like a warm fire, constantly burning the people around it, as if it will not stop until it melts people.

While enjoying the tomb night, he looked at the girl lying on the ground with his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper......

Fu Sheng looks like a little girl who is growing up. The prostrate body struggled to get up, but it was so close to Hyun Ji that he couldn't exert any strength.

"Such a big gift, I will accept it."

The corners of Tomb Night's mouth smiled meaninglessly, hooked his hand, and the two little demon soldiers beside him took Fu Sheng out, and the two of them put Fu Sheng into a car with a soul sealing carriage.

Fu Sheng felt weak in his hands and feet, there was only a picture of them intersecting in his head, and his body became hot, and the misty valley in his chest began to glow slightly when Fu Sheng slowly left the Demon Capital Hall, and the cold feeling spread in his body little by little, and his head began to become clear.

There was a conversation between the two demon soldiers who didn't have a match.

"This is the Heavenly Maiden brought back by the Nine Ling Demon Lord!"

"Not really! Look at the Jiuling magic stone she carried, the Demon Venerable wants to pamper her at night. ”

"She's like this, it doesn't feel like it, look at that face, it seems that the Jiuling Demon Lord has already started, you said that our Tomb Night Demon Venerable will not pick up second-hand goods!"

"Not really! But our Demon Venerable doesn't pick anything, as long as it's a woman, he likes it! ”

"Don't let him hear it! I heard it, I don't know how you died! Wash it up! Hurry up to the bedroom sent to the Demon Venerable. The older voice said to the younger one.

Fu Sheng was carried in a sedan chair, listening to the two shrimp soldiers and crabs outside talking without a match, when he heard the second-hand goods, the moment he heard the second-hand goods, he wanted to kill people, when did he become second-hand goods, and the words engraved on his face were his people? He also said that he didn't like other people to touch his things, and as soon as he said it, he gave himself away.

There is no prospect, and his heart is full of contempt for Jiuling.

Fu Sheng touched her waist, her celadon bottle was still there, she poured out 3 pills and swallowed them.

"Did you take a look at Jiuling when you just went in?"

"Nine Ling Demon Lord! I didn't even dare to look at him! ”

"You kid is shallow, I've been here for most of my life, the Demon Venerable is very powerful, but he doesn't take care of things, it's all Jiuling who manages, the Demon World was not such a field at that time, look at it now, tsk!" The older voice sounded again.

"Jiu Ling is willing to give us the Demon Venerable as the Coach Demon Lord!?"

Fu Sheng secretly opened the curtain.

Look at the two winged demon soldiers. The old man's voice is estimated to be a black wing, like a bat's wing, and from Fu Sheng's point of view, the purple veins on the wings are still flowing.

"I guess I don't want to, I heard that our current Demon Venerable used to be just one of Jiu Ling's subordinates, and besides, he is willing to deign to be a Demon Lord under Liuran. You think he's got under her! ”

"And why is he?"

"You kid is too tender, what else can they do! The two of them ......," the older demon soldier laughed.

I wasn't interested in listening to any more Fusheng in the back, so I gently lowered the curtain, tiptoed back to my position, opened a window cloth and looked out.

It was already night, and as I got closer and closer to the main hall, there was a road that looked eerie, with ghost fires fluttering everywhere, and the lights on both sides of the road were in the shape of human beings, but the skull was cut in half, and the inside of the head was shining.

Seeing those lights, Fusheng's goosebumps rose.

Suddenly, a white figure shuttled back and forth between the lampposts.

No! Fusheng is happy in his heart! I couldn't even see it in the hall just now.

Like a dog smelling meat and bones, he quickly ran over with his calves.

Fu Sheng made a quiet gesture to Buhua through the curtain of the sedan chair, telling him to run slower so as not to be discovered.

Buhua understood Fu Sheng's gestures, and no longer rushed over so quickly, rushing over with teeth and claws, but the cat approached them step by step in the grass.

The car they were carrying was not running fast, the speed of the unturned was okay, and the people were small, and they caught up with them in a few steps. I want to jump in by grabbing the railing of the car.

But with a "bang", his head hit the car. Fu Sheng's heart trembled.

All of a sudden, he pretended to be dizzy and fell on the body.

Sure enough, there was an inquiry outside the car.

"What a sound!" The younger demon soldier opened the curtain and saw that Fu Sheng was still lying there, unconscious. "She's not awake yet."

"The Demon Capital is not a place for immortals to stay comfortably, and they won't wake up for a while." The old demon soldier said, and looked around again, but there was nothing but a small skeleton shelf on the side of the wheel.

"It's just a little skeleton on wheels! Let's go! The Soul Sealing Horse also began to run, and the skeleton was nothing to them, and when they finished checking, the little skeleton suddenly flipped into the car.

Seeing Fusheng, he hugged Fusheng and refused to let go, Fusheng touched its head to comfort it, and began to think about how to escape.

I haven't heard that voice since that day in the prison. She touched the misty valley on her chest, pulled it out and looked at it, only emitting a faint light.

"When will you come to save me!" Fu Sheng muttered softly, but instead of complaining, she always felt that he would definitely come to save her, and now she must find a way to escape.

The car was turning around, and there were patrol demon soldiers all around.