Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Hot Potato

"Becoming the concubine of the Demon Dao Holy Monarch, if you have the opportunity to give birth to your eldest son in the future, maybe you can also rule the Demon Dao, that would really be the best!" Baguio holds his heart in both hands, making a nymphomaniac.

It's like, with her wisdom, she didn't understand the deep meaning behind Ming Xiaoyang's fanfare of sending someone to give a dowry gift.

"Yao'er." Seeing his daughter speak, the Ghost King frowned and said, "The Yin Moon Dynasty is certainly the orthodoxy of my Demon Dao, and the Seven Nights Demon Lord is the strongest Demon Lord in the history of the Demon Dao, but because of this, it is a big move. ”

"It's not necessarily a good thing for you to marry him!"

Baguio grimaced at his father and said, "Dad, people know." ”

"But that bastard of the Seven Nights Demon Lord," mentioning Ming Xiaoyang, Baguio's eyes flowed, with a hint of shyness, "It's been a long time since I made up my mind, and there's nothing wrong with marrying him." ”

The strong of the Demon Dao is respected, and a man who has great achievements at a young age is really a great temptation for a woman in the chaotic cultivation realm.

Therefore, unconsciously, Baguio has become curious about Ming Xiaoyang, and although he has not yet moved his true feelings, he does not resist becoming his woman.

Regarding his daughter's reaction, the ghost king sighed in his heart, and hurriedly gave the next Suzaku Yuhime a look.

Suzaku stood up, took one of Baguio's hands, and persuaded: "Yao'er, don't be confused, the matter between the Seven Nights Demon Lord and Yan Hongye has been rumored, and you should have heard about it." The person whom the Seven Nights Demon Lord loves is the daughter of his father's enemy, and even if you marry him, you will not get his love. ”

Baguio smiled freely and said, "Aunt You, I know, but isn't this more interesting?" ”

Speaking of this, a little malice appeared between Baguio's smooth eyebrows, "I want to see if Qiye can resist the charm of this girl!" ”

"When he fell in love with this girl, this girl kicked him away and let him know that this girl is amazing!"

"You!" Seeing Baguio's reaction like this, Youji laughed, stretched out a white finger, nodded on Baguio's little face, and scolded with a smile.

"Hee-hee-hee." Baguio laughed embarrassedly, stuck out her little tongue, turned around and ran out of the hall.

"Brother Dragon." The Ghost King instructed Qinglong, the head of the Four Great Holy Envoys, "You personally write a letter and give it to the person sent by the Seven Nights Demon Lord, saying that the old man has agreed to his proposal, but now that his daughter is still young, it is inconvenient to hold a marriage. ”

"I hope that the Holy Monarch can be considerate and delay the marriage until after the Heavenly Demon Chong Qisha!"

"The sect master is clever." After listening to the ghost king's narration, Qinglong reacted and promised in admiration.

This thing sent by the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights was indeed a gift that could not be refused.

Now, after the marriage is delayed until the Heavenly Demon Chong Qisha, if the Seven Nights Demon Lord succeeds, then Baguio will be married at that time, and he can also have one more big backer.

On the contrary, if he fails, even if he saves his life, the Demon Dao orthodoxy of the Yin Moon Dynasty will definitely be greatly damaged.

At that time, you can also deny this marriage.

It's just that the time for the wedding was delayed until after the Heavenly Demon Chong Seven Evils, and this hot potato was disposed of, and the four holy envoys were all convinced.

For a while, everyone's eyes were full of admiration when they looked at the ghost king.

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"Brother Qiye, just let me leave the Demon Palace!" 、

In the Demon Palace, Ming Xiaoyang had just come to the front hall of his dormitory and enjoyed a simple breakfast.

A few eggs, fragrant fritters, and light and delicious rice porridge are his morning meals.

Who knows, picking up a fritter was just a few bites, Nie Xiaoqian ran over and came to Ming Xiaoyang's side and begged.

A pair of beautiful big eyes blinked, faintly flashing with tears, as if they wanted to kneel down and pray for Ming Xiaoyang to let her go.

In the deepest part of her eyes, a trace of hatred was released that even she hadn't noticed.

The wayward girl can no longer bear the Demon Palace, and she can't stand the days without Ning Caichen, and she can't wait for Ning Caichen to be by her side now, so she can talk about the pain of lovesickness.

"Xiaoqian, the love between humans and demons is destined to have no good results." Ming Xiaoyang put down the fritters in his hand and said with a bitter face.

Nie Xiaoqian screamed: "I'm not a demon, I'm a human." ”

In an instant, on that pretty face, there was an unforgettable hatred, and the Demon Palace was no longer heaven for her, but hell.

A hell that has deceived her for eighteen years!

"Brother Qiye, aren't you the one who loves Xiaoqian the most?" Nie Xiaoqian grabbed Ming Xiaoyang's shirt and cried, "Give me back my true body, then I and the scholar will no longer be in love with humans and demons, and there will definitely be a happy ending!" ”

In the end, Nie Xiaoqian almost wanted to kneel down and beg Ming Xiaoyang to agree.

Ming Xiaoyang turned his head and looked at Nie Xiaoqian, a pair of sword eyes crossed a trace of love, and said with emotion: "Xiaoqian, Brother Qiye really wants to promise you." ”

"Brother Seven Nights, let's go!" When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, she had already jumped up from the ground, grabbed Ming Xiaoyang's hand, and couldn't wait to take out her true body from the phantom wave pool now.

Who knows, she has already run, but Ming Xiaoyang is motionless.

Looking back, she was greeted by Ming Xiaoyang's playful expression.

"Xiao Qian, as Brother Seven Nights, I can promise you, but as the Holy Monarch of Seven Nights, I can't promise you!"

"What?" Hearing Ming Xiaoyang's words, Nie Xiaoqian's whole person was stunned, the simple-minded little girl really couldn't understand the difference between Brother Qiye and Qiye Holy Monarch.

I don't know what the difference is between the two!

"Brother Qiye, why can't you promise me?" Nie Xiaoqian looked at Ming Xiaoyang blankly and asked repeatedly.

Ming Xiaoyang picked up the fritters he put aside again, put them in his mouth, took a bite, chewed the food in his mouth, and said lazily: "No why, because you are a resentful couple of the seventh generation." ”

"As the Demon Dao Saint Monarch, this Saint Monarch is responsible for the entire Demon Dao, and I can't let you leave the Demon Palace like this!"

"Ahh Hearing the words from the mouth of her closest brother Qiye, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't hold back any longer, tears as crystal as pearls burst out of her eyes, and she let out a terrible scream from her mouth, turned around and ran out of Ming Xiaoyang's palace, choking up as she ran, "I...... I hate you...... You, Seven Nights...... Night Saint! ”

"Alas!" Watching Nie Xiaoqian leave, Ming Xiaoyang suddenly sighed heavily, his expression was cold, his eyes were rolling, with a bit of indescribable sadness.

"Holy Monarch, are you alright?" Xiaoxue watched this conflict between brothers and sisters who grew up together since childhood, and seeing that Ming Xiaoyang's face was not good-looking, she walked behind him and asked with concern.

Ming Xiaoyang quickly changed his face, ate the fritters into his stomach, and said casually: "What can this saint do!" ”