Chapter 10: The Demon Yuan Emperor
"Hey, Zhang Siyu, big fool, what do you think!"
"Sichun..."
Zhang Siyu secretly smacked himself a few times, and his face turned even redder. The hand that lifted the boy's collar was still reluctant to put it down.
"Hey, there's a mole here. She said silently and looked into the boy's left ear.
It turned out that there was a pink, soybean-sized one on the back of the boy's left earlobe, shaped like a peach blossom mark.
Say it's an imprint, because no one has ever seen a mole of this shape.
Looking intently at the mole unique to the teenager and smelling the unique fragrance, Siyu was confused again.
Just when she could see her mind, she heard Qin Haiyang shouting in the control room: "Girl, get ready, we are going to land." ”
She hurriedly raised her head, smoothed the young man's collar, put down what she was doing, straightened up, ran out of the lounge, and went to the deck to help Qin Haiyang. And Qin Haiyang was already waiting for her on the deck.
"Hey, girl, what's wrong, why is your face so red?
Zhang Siyu hurriedly jumped away like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Ah, ah, ah, ah..."
While shaking his head, he gestured with his hand, trying to signal that Qin Haiyang was fine, it should be because the lounge was too stuffy.
"Even a drop of a god..."
I can't tell my grandfather that when I saw the young man's body just now, my heart was rippling.
"Hey, I'm ashamed, I'm dead, I can't see anyone..."
Qin Haiyang on the side was confused, why did the girl react so much today, could it be that she did something wrong?
I've always been like this, and I've never felt any discomfort, huh?
For this girl who was only five years old when she was picked up from the beach, he has always regarded her as his life and carefully cared for her.
For him, this is his own granddaughter. There is no more important thing in this world, and there is no one closer to her.
After seeing that Zhang Siyu seemed to have nothing to do, he untied the cable, jumped onto the dock, and fixed the fishing boat. Then walked into the cabin, picked up the unconscious teenager, took the embarrassed Zhang Siyu, and hurriedly ran to the home by the sea.
After the boat left, the sea returned to its former appearance, as if nothing had happened.
The sea breeze rolls up the waves, dancing happily on the beach.
As always, the seagulls soar in the blue sky.
A slight white cloud can't hide the blue of the sky.
Behind the seemingly tranquil blue, there is a circle of thin ripples that are imperceptible to the human eye. Like a mischievous girl, she touches the calm surface of the lake with her slender fingers. It was like a man gently opening the blinds, revealing a thin gap. A vaguely transparent, vague figure could be seen in the gap, closely monitoring what had just happened with a pair of vicious eyes.
A sharp cold light flashed in his cold eyes, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, gently smoothing out the creases of space, and quietly withdrawing from the void.
••••••
In the realm of gods, in the main hall of the demon clan, singing and dancing are leveling.
In the main hall, the eighteen snake artists wore revealing skirts and strange-shaped headdresses, and danced vigorously with their waists as thin as bones. Accompanied by the enchanting and noisy vocal music, it writhes and jumps exaggeratedly. Constantly looking at the top of the main hall, a person on the Nine Dragons Golden Chair wantonly threw flattering eyes.
The man was like a pile of wriggling fat wrapped in gorgeous clothes, magically "sticking" to the Kowloon Golden Chair. The bulge above the fat was wearing an unusually exaggerated crown, and no head could be found under the crown, only a bloody mouth full of fangs.
I didn't see a nose on my mouth, but I saw two small eyes that shone with a faint blue light, like polka dots. It gives the most intuitive feeling like a terrifying worm.
The gaze of the worm is very much in line with these snake women, and it recklessly circulates on the flesh of those white flowers, involuntarily releasing the greed of possession, flashing evil eyes.
Under the main hall, there are more than 20 tables of banquets around the dance floor.
The men and women at the banquet looked strange, and there was no one who looked a little human. In the midst of the staggering, one by one they drank crookedly, bared their teeth, laughed wildly, cursed, and chased.
Next to the banquet, there was a small stage near the throne, and a woman with a delicate appearance, a green dress and a red dress, and a melancholy face was playing the guzheng and singing at the same time. The gist of the lyrics is:
Born less than 100 years old, often with a thousand years of worries.
The days are short and the nights are long, so why not travel with candles!
For the sake of pleasure and time, how can you stay in Laiz?
The fool cherishes the fee, but scorns the posterity.
The fairy prince Joe, it is difficult to wait for the period.
The man on the throne seemed to like the song and enjoyed the scene.
With his left hand, he grabbed a piece of meat from the silver plate on the table, shoved it into his mouth, and chewed it heavily. It's like a giant worm frantically biting a delicious prey, making a "haw, haw, chirp..." sound.
Let the fatty oil juice come out between the teeth and the corners of the mouth, and I didn't even wipe it.
His right hand then grabbed the "Ruyi Gold Bottle" on the case, raised his neck, and drank it all. With a "bang", he swallowed it into his stomach with the fat meat.
Then he opened his hands, hugged the two bewitching maids beside him into his arms, and "pig-gnawed". From time to time, there is a "creaking" sound. It is like the sound of two cold and hard iron plates after rapid friction in the cold wind. It caused all the people present to have numb scalps and goosebumps on their backs.
This person is the "Demon Yuan Emperor", the emperor of the demon clan, the actual ruler.