The Demon King didn't know that the road ahead this time was extremely dangerous, and he followed the foam all the way down to the eighteenth layer of hell. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even though he knew how to read, he saw the eighteen layers of hell written on the gate. In my heart, I only think that this is a forbidden place, a place where little ghosts are not allowed to enter. For such a place, he doesn't know how many mysterious places there are in his demon clan, so he naturally doesn't take this place seriously.

Walking through the door, the Demon King suddenly stopped. The eyes looked around, and the yin and ghost qi here were heavier, and it looked very terrifying. He frowned, looking at Dump Mo holding the child and seemingly escaping somewhere, he was unwilling to lose the opportunity to promote his strength like this, glared at this inexplicable place, and raised his legs to catch up with Dump Mo.

After arriving at the ghost town, Yang Jian no longer hindered him, and accompanied Xiaoxian to follow behind the demon king, following unhurriedly. With a smile on their lips, they looked like rakshasas in the eighteen layers of hell, ready to reap their lives.

Demon Heart was still a little puzzled at first, why didn't Yang Jian fight against him. He had been descending the eighteenth floor of hell, and the steps made him a little dizzy, and he understood that this was not a suitable place for battle. Yang Jian may be like him, waiting for an opportunity.

The Demon King chases after Dumpler, and from time to time he is concerned about whether Dumpling will slip into a certain floor. He was afraid that if he was careless and lost the foam, he would lose a lot. He longed to eat the demon spirit and strengthen his strength again. The demon spirit is the abyss of sin that he wants the most, and he doesn't want to give up if he gets it.

Pouring foam ran and ran, drilling into the last layer. When she came to her own turf, she seemed very relaxed. casually cut through the space and dragged out the space of the demon venerable. The space where the Demon Venerable was located was magnified several times, filling the entire eighteenth layer of hell.

Looking at it, the Demon Venerable was still sitting there. He was wearing a crescent-white robe, his chest was slightly open, and his flowing black hair hung down on his chest, beautiful like a fairy. In front of him lay a horseshoe harp, and his green ten fingers gently plucked the strings, and there was a loud clanging sound.

With the fluctuation of ten fingers, a zazazaaa melodious music flowed from between the fingers.

Pouring Mo didn't feel a little obsessed with watching it, holding the baby doll in swaddling clothes, and drooling at the demon venerable. She felt that her favorite thing in her life was the demon venerable, and for some reason this demon had an incomparable attraction to her.

Seeing the pouring gaffe, the demon venerable smiled slightly, and a shallow smile rose at the corner of his mouth. This touch is more than a demon, less is light, the demon is just a little charming when he laughs, and it looks very fascinating.

"Tsk...... Sure enough, the man I like is handsome! Murmur murmured.

I didn't appreciate it for too long, and the demon king who followed closely behind him entered the eighteenth layer of hell. When he came here, he was surprised to see the vast white expanse. When he entered, he saw that the door said eighteen floors.

It turns out that the eighteenth layer of hell looks like this! It's like a paradise and it's intoxicating.

When the Demon King came back to his senses, what he saw was a picturesque scene. A man in white gently plucked the strings and played a song. There is a sense of leisure in his eyebrows and eyes, and a little vermilion on his lips is so charming. He raised his eyes slightly, and looked over with a hundred charming eyes, and at that second, he devoured people's hearts. The demon king clutched his chest, why was he excited in his heart.

Demon Venerable smiled indifferently, looking at him holding his chest, with a puzzled look, and his heart was very happy. He is a generation of demons, and he has no ability to charm people, how can he be called a demon?

In his generation, the nine-tailed fox in the demon clan once handed over the supreme charm of the nine-tailed fox clan to him. Since then, his seductive kung fu has become more and more powerful. It's just a temptation to an old, ugly, stupid and greedy demon king.

Isn't that trivial?!

Yang Jian and Xiaoxian, who had stepped into the eighteenth layer of hell, watched the Demon Venerable wave their hands and smile. Once upon a time, there were countless fights between them. For this posture of the demon venerable, he has long been immune. In the era of beauty and temptation at that time, Demon Zun was the most popular man in the demon clan.

Just a sigh, and now he has fallen into the eighteenth layer of hell and become a fallen star.

"The demon is beautiful, and it lacks a soul." Yang Jian commented.

"Are you saying that he doesn't have your masculine and handsome beauty, or the domineering beauty that you kill decisively, or the cute and mysterious beauty that you inadvertently revealed?" Xiaoxian Road.

Yang Jian smiled softly and turned his head to look at Xiaoxian. "All right. Xiaoxian, you are so cute, you know me so well. I said that we are really a good match, how about it, do you want to live together? ”

Xiaoxian avoided two steps and did not look at him. said indifferently: "At this time, the great god Yang Jian has learned the immodest set in the world. ”

"Do you like that?" Yang Jian came over in two steps, attached himself to Xiaoxian's ear, and said softly.

The white and tender ears quickly turned red, and they became more and more uncontrollable. Then, her fair cheeks gradually became red, and she looked extremely charming. Yang Jian was itchy for a while, and gently kissed Xiaoxian's ear.

The sound of breathing coming out of the ear, accompanied by a warm breath touching the ear. Xiaoxian felt that her ears were a little itchy, so she pushed two steps away, covering her red ears, and her little pink face was full of shyness. "You ......"

Xiaoxian was too shy to speak, and recently felt that Yang Jian was becoming more and more hooligan. If this continues, won't you become someone's meal? Xiaoxian shook his head, not daring to continue thinking nonsense.

The Demon King turned around suddenly, and saw the flirting and scolding of the people behind him. sneered in his heart, and said sarcastically in his mouth: "Hmph, take advantage of this time for you to talk more, and in a while, I will send you to the Yellow Spring together!" ”

"Hehe, you've said this sentence many times, when did you realize it?" Yang Jian sneered.

"Bragging about such a thing, I will too." Demon Venerable said slowly. "I'm afraid, it's hard for you to escape from our hands today. Today's battle situation is two to one~"

Yang Jian and Demon Venerable are two people, and the Demon King is one person. The two gods of them are fighting against the Demon King, which is the two to one in the mouth of the Demon Venerable.

Xiaoxian stood up and looked at the demon king coldly. "Perhaps, it's three to one." Demon King, Demon King, you have done countless wrong things in your life, let me correct your mistakes! ”

"Just you? What two to one, what three to one, all will become the nourishment of my big knife. I'm waiting to see your heads move away from your bodies, to see if your last expression is horror or a smile!! "The Demon King said.

The Demon Venerable gently flicked the strings again, and one note after another jumped out of the strings. Around the Demon Venerable, just wait for the Demon Venerable to give an order, and these notes will all enter the Demon King's body and affect the Demon King's mind.

If you want to destroy someone, start with the heart. This bit of truth is a fact that Demon Venerable has understood for a long time.

For example, the art of seduction, which he studied painstakingly, is not to confuse the human mind.

(To be continued.) )