Chapter 372: The Demon King Is a Little Duke 16
'What a coincidence, it's all my favorite food!' β
'With these delicious foods, the City of Stars is not so boring! β
But why can't you cook your own food when you buy it from outside? β
Does this woman have any savings?' Don't drink white porridge and nibble bread at the end of the month! β
Lian Qing pursed her lips and took his hand.
Silly boy, don't cook so you can live well.
Damon, who had grown a little taller, frowned: "Is there no other way?" β
He is a demon king, what is the matter with being held by women all the time?
Lian Qing thought for a while: "Either I hold you?" Do you prefer a vertical hug or a princess hug? Or do I lift you high on my shoulders? β
β(ββOβΟβOββ)β
This woman really dares to say anything!
Damon retracted his opinion unhappily and reluctantly held Lianqing's hand.
My hands are almost bigger than hers. β
Lian Qing looked at the sky and smiled, and began to shake her arms as she walked, jumping twice from time to time.
Damon was ashamed of being treated like a child.
"Enough! Don't dump it! You are not naΓ―ve! β
Lian Qing turned a deaf ear, and even took his arm to turn around a few times and hummed a song.
Damon is angry, is it still hard? Is it really a kid to travel?
Ass! Are you a rabbi?
Also jump!
There are more and more green veins on his forehead, so he simply doesn't do anything, and he jumps higher than Lianqing!
When he arrived at his destination, the Venerable Demon King hit his head against the trunk of the tree in frustration, very unhappy.
'My Majesty is the dignified Demon King, and I actually jumped all the way with this woman! β
He felt that he had lost face, and he was not happy to see anything.
With a slap on the trunk, the tree withered and rotted at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Seeing that the thick tree trunk was about to fall down, Lian Qing didn't want to take the person into her arms.
Damon's pupils shrank.
"You ......"
Get out of the way!
He jerked back his black magic and pushed Lianqing.
However, this woman didn't know what to eat and grew up, and he used so much strength that she didn't move at all!
The still corroded trunk was getting closer and closer, and his heart was pounding - black magic could not be touched directly with his body!
Wherever you come into contact will be corrupted by black magic, no matter who you are!
He instinctively stretched out his hand to block the corrupted part of the branch for Lianqing, but Lianqing hugged it too tightly, and he could only roll on the spot with the person.
The trunk of the tree brushed Lianqing's back and fell to the ground, and Damon immediately dragged someone over to examine it carefully.
"Aren't you stupid! If you happen to crash into a place of black magic, you're finished, do you know? β
"Even if you're a slayer, it takes time to eliminate dark magic! You don't have time to ......."
Lian Qing smiled and winked at him: "It's okay if you're fine." β
Damon looked at the hippie smiling face in front of him: o(*~*)q
He pushed Lianqing away: "Get away!" I don't need you to take care of it! β
Get angry when you see her!
'This stinky woman, what are you doing laughing like that!' β
I don't need her to worry! I'm a man! What does she protect me for! β
Then he let out a long sigh - 'Good luck I didn't touch it!' β
The demon king fell into a state of self-loathing, but Lian Qing touched his back.
I touched it, and it hurt a lot.
But nothing happened.
Is her demon-slaying ability too strong?
It wouldn't be unwound at all.
She looked at her hand, and the pattern of the mysterious magic circle in the cage of light appeared on it.
Suddenly there was a roar of Damon's anger behind him.
"What about my strength? Why is my power gone? And this damn magic array, why did it come out again? β