"My lord, you let me meet the Demon King!"

The man snorted coldly and drove her out: "Go, go, waste is waste, there is a lot of nonsense!" ”

Tan Sang's body is weak now, and he is affected by demonic energy, he doesn't have any strength at all, and as soon as he was pushed by this guard, the whole person fell to the ground, and a mouthful of black blood sprayed on the ground.

The demon clan was also shocked by her reaction, and shouted: "Don't touch porcelain!" I didn't touch you! If you are sick, you should find a place to die, and what are you staying here to harm others? ”

Tan Sang spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was blurred.

Mouthful: "Let me meet the Demon King......"

The guard didn't care about her, and if anyone saw her, it would be all on her, and the Demon King wouldn't punish him.

Suddenly, the woman on the ground got up, grabbed his clothes and put a dagger against his neck.

"If you don't take me to the Demon King, I'll kill you."

There was a fierce glint in his eyes.

An overwhelming dictator's cold momentum, domineering side leakage.

The guard was immediately weakened by the legs of the down.

Although he can't go to the Demon King's dormitory, and if he goes, he will be punished, but it's better than dying here!

was still killed by a woman who had no demonic energy.

I don't have a face to say it.

shouted: "I'll take it, I'll bring it, beg the girl to spare my life." ”

Tan Sang was silent, and the blade was close to his neck.

The demons hurriedly led the way.

Entering the palace, there was a black forest, with a bone-eating coolness.

The palace was large and empty.

Further inside, there is a wall of jade built inch by inch.

There was no light here, and it was precisely because she had smashed a hole directly above that there was a slight light, and this jade lined this hall more warmly.

As she got closer and closer to him, her mind was drained to the extreme.

In front of him was a golden chair with intricate Sanskrit characters on it and delicate lines on the corners.

A pair of knobular fingers rested lightly on the throne.

Fingertips down.

Out of nowhere, a rose flower was born right under his fingertips.

The fair-skinned, polished man was originally Zhilan Yushu, but now he was wearing a black robe embroidered with ancient beasts, his hair was tied with thousand-year-old cold jade, and two strands of green silk hung down on his forehead.

It's a little bit more down.

But this person's eyes are deep, his breath is even more gloomy, and there is a hint of frost and snow in his expression.

He looked very tired, his eyelids drooped, and his hands rested on his head.

His gesture of raising his hand just exposed the delicate wrist.

Tan Sang smacked his tongue.

This man is a wonderful man.

Ever since he got close to the dormitory, Tan Sang knocked the guard unconscious.

At this moment, she didn't have any scruples to follow her heart and approach him.

Once she got closer, she originally had a thousand words in her heart, but she didn't know what to say at the moment, and when she saw the green shadow under his eyelids, she couldn't help but not want to disturb him.

She reached out and gently tugged at the corner of his robe.

Then I tugged at it gently.

It is the most coquettish action she has done in the mortal world.

She wanted to say: Beyondsoft, I don't like others, and I don't mean to watch Yunyan, it's really just a reason.

From now on, I will never make you sad again, can you forgive me?

I'll treat you well.

Beyondsoft, will you believe me one last time?

But she didn't say anything.

Rip off the rose under his finger.

A shallow kiss on his finger.

I think of a jealous child.