Chapter 119: I Have My Own Way.

Mu Ling and Qian Yu sat upright in the main hall, looking at the people who came down to report the military situation in front of them.

Qian Yu declared to the demon clan that Mu Ling was the widow of the ancient clan Qi clan in the demon clan, and he had worked hard to find it and join hands with him to defeat the Heavenly Clan.

The Qi clan of the demon clan is a clan that is very good at the deduction of the art of war, but in the war of the clans in ancient times, it died out because of the competition between the forces of various clans.

Qian Yu said this, in fact, many elders and ministers did not believe it, but at present, the demon king is unconscious, Qian Yu is the prince of the demon clan, is the commander of their clan, and there were voices of rebuttal before, all of them were brutally executed by Qian Yu for "vainly trying to disturb the morale of the army", in the name of example.

Therefore, no one dares to anger Qianyu about this matter anymore.

The demon king only has one son under his knees, and that is Qianyu. And the demon queen, after the demon king fell into a coma, was placed under house arrest by Qian Yu for the reason that the demon king was serving the disease, and the demon king was now lying in the Hanliu palace.

The entire demon clan is completely in the hands of Qian Yu.

Or rather, in Mu Ling's hands.

Because Mu Ling has been using True Qi to treat Qian Yu recently, Qian Yu's condition is much better than before.

Qian Yu looked at the person who returned to His Highness, and his phoenix eyes picked slightly: "You mean, the army of the Heavenly Clan has rushed to the bank of the Lishui River and repelled the vanguard of our clan?"

His Highness's people trembled: "Yes, yes." ”

The corners of Qian Yu's mouth were slightly raised: "The vanguard troops are suppressed, just let the troops behind them go up, do you still need to report this kind of thing to Your Royal Highness?

His Highness's herald was shocked when he heard this, and fine beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead.

Mu Ling turned his head and glanced at Qian Yu, frowning slightly, he didn't know anything about military affairs, and sure enough, waste was waste.

Sensing that Mu Ling was looking at him, Qian Yu also turned his head, saw Mu Ling's frowning brows, raised his hand and stroked gently: "Sister, why are you worried, but those generals are too useless?"

Mu Ling resisted the urge to brush Qian Yu's hand away, stretched his brows, shook his head and said: "Ah Yu, the vanguard troops have been destroyed, don't rush to let the troops behind you go first, tell them that now they only need to defend, don't fight with the Heavenly Clan, in three days, I have my own way." ”

Qian Yu nodded obediently.

Turning his head to look at His Highness's herald: "Did you hear what the princess said?"

The herald nodded hurriedly: "I heard, I heard." ”

"I heard it, what are you doing here stupidly, why don't you go and pass it on?" said Qian Yu as he looked at his slender white fingers.

"Yes, yes. It may be that he has been kneeling for too long, and the moment he stood up was a little shaky, and when he raised his head, he just saw Qian Yu staring at him with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

The herald shook twice unconsciously, and hurriedly crawled out of the hall.

When Qian Yu saw his appearance, he covered his lips and chuckled, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, he was dressed in a wide red dress like blood, his long black waterfall-like hair was scattered at will, his body trembled and trembled with laughter, and his clothes slipped off a little, revealing his white and somewhat unnatural shoulders.

From a distance, it looks like a gorgeous beauty.

Mu Ling was dressed in a black embroidered gold dress, and he looked more like the person who was in charge of the demon king in the current generation.

After laughing for a while, Qian Yu turned his head to look at Mu Ling, there was still a small smile in his eyes, because he was very happy to laugh just now, his cheeks were slightly red: "Sister, let's go to Qingluyuan today, I asked someone to catch two flower demons, one is good at music and the other is good at dancing, I want to relieve your boredom." ”

Mu Ling looked at Qianyu, Xu is he is too good to him these days, more and more useless, he only knows how to have fun every day, and he is really fed up with him.

Thinking about it, maybe this is good, if Qian Yu is worthy of the big responsibility, I am afraid it is really a little difficult to do.

Mu Ling smiled: "Okay, it's just that you have been discussing for a long time just now, are you still able to eat?" Why don't you ask Xuan Kui to take you back to rest first, and after lunch, we will go to Qingluyuan." ”

"Okay," Qian Yu nodded: "It's all up to my sister." ”

Qian Yu beckoned to a corner of the hall, and Xuan Kui walked out of the shadows.

Qian Yu stood up and walked down the Sumeru platform, and Xuan Kui stood under the stage and bowed and waited.

Qian Yu put his hand on Xuan Kui's arm, turned back to Mu Ling and said, "Then sister, can you use some for lunch?"

Mu Ling smiled: "No, I still have some things to deal with here, you finish lunch, rest for a while, I'll look for you in the afternoon, let's go to Qingluyuan." ”

Qian Yu nodded, turned to leave, Xuan Kui also glanced back at Mu Ling, at this time Mu Ling was tilting his head back, slightly closed his eyes, and looked a little weak. Xuan Kui frowned.

"What's wrong?" said Xuan Kui, who was aware of the fact that he had turned back.

"It's fine. Xuan Kui lowered his head and said.

Xuan Kui helped Qian Yu out of the main hall.

Mu Ling raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, things were progressing step by step as he thought, now he just had to find a way to let Nanchen meet him alone and put the lock heart Gu down on him.

Mu Ling took out a pale yellow transparent porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and there were two oily green insects, one large and one small, all over his body, covered with wisps of green silk threads.

Mu Ling's eyes crossed a trace of yin owl, Nanchen, don't blame me, after all, you are ruthless in front.