After a hundred years, seeing this familiar face again, the ninth prince was a little excited. Looking at the haggard person in front of him, his heart ached faintly. I thought I was numb, but I didn't think that it would hurt to meet again, so I smiled self-deprecatingly and walked over softly. Just as he was about to reach out and touch the familiar face, the sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Mo'er looked at the man in a gorgeous white shirt and a beautiful face in front of her, and she was a little slight**.

"Wow! I'm a nymphomaniac again? I can dream of such a beautiful man, hehe!" Xiao Mo'er said to herself, slowly raised her hand, and pinched the ninth prince's face, the ninth prince was in pain, but he didn't dodge, because he liked this kind of touch in his heart. It feels, it's real!

"Doesn't it hurt?" Xiao Mo'er asked as if whispering as if looking at him with burning eyes.

The corners of the ninth prince's lips hooked, Mo'er was still so cute, and then shook his head.

"It doesn't hurt, it hurts, that's a dream. After that, he closed his eyes and wanted to continue sleeping, but he just closed them, and opened them quickly, "It's better to look at you a few more times, it's even more handsome than Feng Xiye and Xiaoqiang, wouldn't you miss the opportunity if you don't look at it?"

Because Xiao Mo'er opened his eyes again, it made the ninth prince a little happy, but when he heard her words, a nameless fire surged in his chest, he knew that Feng Xiye was the prince of the Fengxi Dynasty, and he ruined his good deeds last time, and who is this Xiao Qiang? It seems that there are still a lot of men around you!

Xiao Mo'er only felt that the temperature around her dropped suddenly, and a sense of fear arose, why did this beautiful dream suddenly become a little terrifying? The Ninth Prince frowned, but did not move.

"Does it really not hurt?" Xiao Mo'er asked again uncertainly.

The Ninth Prince still shook his head. Xiao Mo'er lowered her head and muttered, "It doesn't hurt, why doesn't it feel like a dream?" The man in black behind the ninth prince and the dim sum in his sleeve really wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill him. This woman is really maddening.

"Ah......" An exclamation sounded, and the ninth prince also pinched Xiao Mo'er's round face mischievously, which felt so good that he suddenly forgot the anger in his heart just now, and there was a hint of a smile on his face.

Xiao Mo'er covered her slightly aching cheek with her left hand, dissatisfied. It wasn't a dream!

"Ah......" Xiao Mo'er who reacted screamed again, and the ninth prince leisurely hugged his chest, looking at Xiao Mo'er who was a little panicked, his eyes were full of deep longing.

Xiao Mo'er started her loud voice again at this time: "You, who are you? In broad daylight, do you want to flirt with a woman from a good family? Tell you, I'm not afraid at all." ”

"Hehe, I don't know who teased who first just now?" The ninth prince winked ambiguously at Xiao Mo'er, full of electricity. Xiao Mo'er was a little cold, thought back to what she had just done, and scolded herself in her heart. In the end, he still raised his chin not to be outdone. Unconvinced, he argued: "What's the matter, Miss Ben is molesting you, what's the matter? You still want to flirt back?"

The ninth prince listened to her words and laughed indulgently, she was no different from a female hooligan, she was really cute. I can't remember how many years he hadn't laughed like this, maybe he hadn't laughed sincerely since that day!

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you laughing at, just pinch you twice, even if you disturb my good dreams, you can do whatever you want, don't disturb my sleep. Xiao Mo'er looked at him fiercely, pushed her guilt away, and then sat down again, ready to rest, really tired!

The Ninth Prince frowned: "Are you going to sleep here for one night?"

Xiao Mo'er reluctantly opened her closed eyes: "Yes, what's the matter, of course I don't have money to sleep here, otherwise I will sleep in your house?" blurted out a sentence without thinking, and then found that the man opposite was busy covering his mouth when he smiled lowly, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, yes, this king will allow you to sleep in this king's palace tonight. Although the ninth prince didn't know why Mo'er came, he knew that even if she came, he wouldn't let go anymore and would die.

But Xiao Mo'er grabbed a key word in his mouth, this king, this king's palace, who is this man in front of him? An ominous premonition was born, and he hurriedly asked.

"Who are you?"

A hint of complicated meaning flashed in the eyes of the ninth prince, and after hesitating for a long time, he still told the truth: "This king is the ninth prince of this demon world...... At the end, he looked at Xiao Mo'er with some uneasiness.

What? How could this be, the beautiful man in front of her was the Nine Princes she was looking for? In her mind, she kept wondering what this Nine Princes looked like, maybe it would be a black dart sweat, or a demonic monster with fangs, or a ...... In any case, I didn't expect that the man in front of me would be so beautiful! With hesitation and questions, Xiao Mo'er confirmed again: "You are really the ninth prince of the demon world?"

Looking at the beautiful man opposite and nodded firmly again, Xiao Mo'er had to believe this fact.

"Alright then, take me back to your palace, I'm so tired and want to get some sleep. Xiao Mo'er didn't directly say the purpose of coming here, although this ninth prince is very amiable, very handsome and chic, and not fierce at all. But she still couldn't help but worry, after all, it was the ninth prince of the demon world, if it was a kind person, she wouldn't hurt Feng Xiye like that, thinking of Feng Xiye's broken soul and painful expression, she had a trace of heartache.

The ninth prince seemed to be shocked by her words, what happened to Mo'er, she actually proposed to go back to the palace with her? This feeling is really unreal, but he can't care so much, Mo'er is willing to go back with him, staying by his side is his greatest happiness, he doesn't care what her purpose is, even if she wants to kill him, he is willing to die under her knife. After thinking about it, he stood still, and a bewildering smile overflowed from his mouth.

"Come, beautiful young lady, and welcome you to the palace of this king. ”

Xiao Mo'er didn't squirm, and silently followed him to his palace.

The Nine Princes of the Demon Realm were originally the most beloved sons of the Demon Realm Monarch, if it hadn't been for that incident more than a hundred years ago, maybe he would still be the King's most beloved son, but after that incident, the Demon Realm Monarch was so disappointed in this son who had made him the proudest that he no longer loved him, although he would not be abandoned, but he didn't care about it. The palace of the Nine Princes is located in the most remote corner of the huge palace, but it can't hide the prosperity in it, and the things in it are all given to him when the Nine Princes were still favored, piled up all over the palace, the best home, the best flowers and plants, the best vases, the best gold, stone and jade, all of them are the best. However, they are all from more than 100 years ago.

Xiao Mo'er was brought into the palace by the ninth prince, and she couldn't help but be speechless. This palace is many times more luxurious than the palace of the Fengxi Dynasty, all of which are pieces of gold, as long as they can be inlaid with gold, all of them are gold. There are also countless dazzling pearls and gemstones. The dark night is extraordinarily bright.

Suddenly, the ninth prince turned his head inadvertently, as if he had found something, and stared closely at the place where her shadow should be reflected in the light, even if it was a demon, there was a shadow, but she didn't have a ...... Before, on the street, he was so excited that he didn't notice it, but now he ......

"Why don't you leave?" asked Xiao Mo'er, who was following behind the Ninth Prince, puzzled, she was tired and sleepy now.

The Ninth Prince opened his mouth in a hurry, his eyes still staring at the place where she should have a shadow: "Where is your shadow? Why don't you have a shadow?"

Xiao Mo'er followed his eyes and looked at his side, bare, without a shadow. She didn't think so, now she was just a soul, what was so strange that there was no shadow?

The ninth prince looked at her indifferent expression in puzzlement, and said, "Are you dead?" suddenly became excited, shaking Xiao Mo'er's body vigorously, ah no, it is the soul, and kept asking, why did he die.

Xiao Mo'er didn't know why he was so excited, his eyes were full of sadness, was this man sad because of his death? She couldn't bear it, and subconsciously said: "I didn't die." ”

"It's not dead, so why is there only a soul now, what about your body? Tell me, what about your body?" The ninth prince stopped shaking Xiao Mo'er's body and grabbed her shoulder, looking a little afraid of losing.

"......" Xiao Mo'er hesitated, do you want to say it, looking at the grief-stricken appearance of the ninth prince, she finally opened her mouth, perhaps, deep in her heart, she felt that this beautiful man should not be sad.

"I'm not dead, my body is at home, I'm out of my body to do something. ”

The ninth prince suddenly fell silent, recalling Xiao Mo'er's words, out of his body, to do something, what is it, as smart as he was, he quickly thought of it. A hint of danger flashed in his eyes, and his starry eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a terrifying aura of death.

Xiao Mo'er didn't know what made the man in front of her become so fast, just now she looked worried about herself, but now she was eager to cut herself with a thousand knives, she was confused, could it be that the devils are like this---- moody, or is it not very normal?

"Do things, hehe, come to your husband, right?" The cold exit, the voice of the ninth prince could not hear the slightest emotion, as if he was just stating something that had nothing to do with him, but the dangerous aura emanating from his body made Xiao Mo'er can't help but slowly retreat.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he easily grabbed the woman who wanted to turn around and run away, and the eyes of the ninth prince were full of hatred.

"Why? Who said you were going to come to the king's palace for the night? Why did you have to flee when you came in?"