She couldn't help but reach out, feeling the demonic energy wrapping around her hand like her pet, rubbing back and forth as if she was coquettish.

"Tsk, that's cute." She sighed lowly, and slowly withdrew her hand, the demonic qi also had a sense of reluctance, but as a newborn Queen, Lu Yongtong would not waste this time on the demonic qi.

Let Art take her around, and Xiu Mi dutifully supported her like a housekeeper, and walked back to the palace where the people of the two tribes temporarily lived on Alcatraz Island. It had been built a long time ago to welcome their majesty, and now it had finally come in handy.

Although Lu Yongtong knew that she was not dead, she was completely different from her before, and if she didn't speak by herself, otherwise these fools would not be able to tell the difference.

Especially when she saw Xiu Mi's respectful look towards her, Lu Yongtong couldn't help but turn around and give him a kick.

Boom!

The sound of a heavy object falling on the ground echoed in the empty palace, and Art was dumbfounded, and Shumi was also stunned.

Caught off guard, he was kicked and slammed to the ground, watching Lu Yongtong sit on the high throne, and then slapped Art on the side.

Syllable!

Crisp and powerful.

How happy you are...... Lu Yongtong felt more comfortable in his heart.

"You two, don't call me Your Majesty in the future, but call me master." She tilted her chin and looked sarcastic.

At this moment, Shumi felt a little strange, because he was kicked, there was a hot pain in his abdomen, and he was slightly excited that the person who hit him was a demon, Shuya quickly got up from the ground, and accepted his new identity in just a few seconds.

"Yes, my dear master." With an elegant, deep voice, it always makes people feel their hearts beat faster when they speak.

It's just that he is familiar with Xiu Mi being such a well-dressed beast with no appearance, Lu Yongtong is a lot immune to this voice.

Art was slapped in the face, and before his brain could react, his mouth had already caught up with the rhythm, and he called out to his master very sincerely.

Watching His Majesty the Demon hit someone without saying a word, they didn't feel anything abnormal.

Since it's a demon, it's normal to do anything that doesn't make sense.

For example, Lu Yongtong suddenly gave the two of them a kick and a slap, and Xiu Mi felt the love from Her Majesty the Queen for their whipping.

So, that little bit of pain on them, compared to Her Majesty's special "favor", is a kind of imprint.

Marking their place in Her Majesty's heart.

"Master, it's Xiu Mi who didn't do well and made the master angry." Xiu Mi not only did not complain at all, but on the contrary, he was blessed with intimacy for Lu Yongtong, who was so unreasonable and scolded him at will

He took Lu Yongtong's hand and put it on his face, as if he could feel the master's favor for him. Fingers slid to his mouth, and the man gave a gentle kiss.

There was an imperceptible excitement in the trilling voice of that words, which made Lu Yongtong feel his scalp tingle inexplicably.

She seems to have turned on an unknown switch for Xiumi?

Silently withdrawing Xiumi's kissing hand and rubbing it on her clothes secretly, Lu Yongtong had a cold face, looking at Xiumi with obvious disgust, she spoke loudly, with an insult to Xiumi:

"I don't need your kiss, you despicable slave!"

Lu Yongtong would not smile and make chilling words like Xiu Mi, because after becoming Her Majesty the Queen, after feeling the brainless worship of the two ethnic groups, even if she directly let Xiu Mi jump into the dung pit, I am afraid that Xiu Mi is unwilling, and those people are extremely enthusiastic to help her complete this order.

Therefore, Lu Yongtong doesn't need to do anything around the bush at all, she can wantonly say what she used to abuse in her heart and didn't dare to speak, Xiu Mi still has to listen carefully.

Sure enough, after she spoke, Xiumi felt sad for a moment because she was disliked by Her Majesty, and then she packed up her emotions and grievances and became a competent slave.

is even more sincere than Lu Yongtong's original promise in order to survive.

I saw him kneeling on the ground, hunched over his back and making a humble posture, curled up at Lu Yongtong's feet, picked up her shoes and put them next to his cheeks, lowered his eyes aggrieved and pious, "The master doesn't like Xiumi's kiss, it must be Xiumi's fault, please punish Xiumi to your heart's content, Xiumi will definitely not do it again next time." ”

Lu Yongtong's goosebumps rose.

She didn't expect Shumi to be so scary with some kind of strange switch turned on.

Yate was also in a groove in his heart, and Xiumi's actions could be said to have refreshed his three views.

Although he is absolutely loyal to Her Majesty, he will not put himself in a position of low dust. Looking at Xiumi's appearance, he is definitely possessed by those human slaves!

"Master, Xiumita......" Art couldn't bear to look at him.

"Heh, punishment." Lu Yongtong endured the discomfort in his heart, thinking that he had opened his eyes today, and at the same time saw that the best punishment for him in Xiumi's state was to let him not get it.

"How can I punish my own slaves?" She couldn't help but kick again, harder than just now, kicking Xiumi far away and falling to the main hall.

Then she grabbed Art to her side with one more hand, and touched Art Shape's face under Shumi's injured and incredulous gaze, showing a satisfied smile.

"I just think Art is more pleasing to my eyes."

Xiu Mi's eyes widened, and Lu Yongtong knew how to make it accurate with a single blow. He had just started this strange mode, and he was compared to his former good brother, and he felt a great imbalance and grievance in his heart.

Seeing Yat's face slightly pink because of Lu Yongtong's touch, he felt extremely dazzling.

Because of Lu Yongtong's feet, Xiu Mi was in pain and numb, and that feeling could only be felt in the extreme state of being seriously injured and becoming more and more brave when fighting against humans.

But now his master, who makes the blood werewolf's heart and blood excited, and the demon who remains loyal engraved in his bones, can also give him the same excitement, how can this not make Xiumi obsessed and crazy?

But this feeling didn't last long, and reality sent him to prison.

The contrast was too great, causing Xiumi's face to become gloomy.

The high contrast of emotions made Xiumi feel that Yate, who was hindering him, was very unpleasant. He even felt that the other party was a vase with no connotation.

Maybe it's the skin of Art's body that makes the owner can't take his eyes off for a while, otherwise how could his elegant and reserved perfect smiling face not attract the owner?

Art is really his good brother, and the two of them were named to serve their master at the same time, and he was rejected by his master less than half a time, is there no reason for this?