"Brother Seven Nights!"

In the Demon Palace, a new day has begun again, as a small world that is half attached to the human world, in this world, since Ming Xiaoyang opened up a thousand miles of land with a sword, everything is so calm.

On this day, the morning light fell on the bright and sunny dormitory, and the bright sunlight shone on the brocade couch in the deepest part of the dormitory.

Through the thin gauze tent, the naked young demon lord was still asleep, and in his arms, a charming and charming girl lay in the spacious bosom.

And under the collapse, the clothes of men and women were spilled, and they were scattered everywhere.

In the tent, the Hehuan faction was tall and golden, with a pair of bright big eyes, looking at Ming Xiaoyang without blinking, as if he wanted to imprint this face in his heart.

In the warmth of this early morning, everything is so calm.

Jin Bei'er looked at Ming Xiaoyang stupidly, completely forgetting what she should be concerned about.

However, this warmth and peace did not last long.

A crisp voice sounded and entered the dormitory, and then, a girl in blue and white clothes rushed in despite Xiaoxue's dissuasion.

"Brother Qiye," Nie Xiaoqian, a pampered little fox demon, became more and more unable to endure everything in the Demon Palace, for her at this moment, the Demon Palace was simply a cage.

Early in the morning, I learned from Xiaoxue's mouth that Ming Xiaoyang's injury had healed, so I couldn't hold it anymore and rushed all the way.

"Brother Seven Nights." The delicate words echoed in the dormitory, even louder, Nie Xiaoqian's eyes now, only the love between herself and Ning Caichen remained, rushed to Ming Xiaoyang's bed, and hurriedly shouted. I didn't see it clearly, but on the brocade couch, there were two figures shaking.

A pair of big bright eyes are no different from waste, and they don't see the clothes spilled on the ground at all.

However, Xiaoxue, who was originally blocking Nie Xiaoqian, reacted, a pair of clear eyes widened, and after seeing everything on the ground clearly, a thick panic surged in her heart, and she felt even more inexplicably lost.

"Miss Xiaoqian, I broke into here early in the morning, is there anything wrong?" Nie Xiaoqian stretched out her hand and wanted to lift the gauze tent on Ming Xiaoyang's bed.

Who knows, the gauze tent lifted by itself, and the wet head of the golden bottle poked out, looked at Nie Xiaoqian without blinking, and asked angrily.

"Jin Bottle, why are you here?" Seeing the golden bottle popping up, especially noticing that there was still a little bruise left on her looming delicate body, and there was a bit of blush on her smooth and delicate cheeks, Nie Xiaoqian only felt that her beloved thing had been snatched away, and asked.

As if swearing sovereignty, Jin Zhu'er stared at Nie Xiaoqian without blinking, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "What do you say?" ”

"You...... You! Nie Xiaoqian grew up in the Demon Palace after all, although she has not experienced personnel, but she is not the kind of little girl who doesn't understand anything, seeing that Jin Bei'er appeared on her brother's bed for seven nights, and then paying attention to the scattered clothes under her feet, she scolded in a hurry, "You vixen!" ”

"Vixen?" Hearing Nie Xiaoqian's name for herself, Jin Bei'er smiled indifferently, and her smooth and crystal eyes showed mockery, "Miss Xiaoqian, it seems that you are the fox spirit!" ”

"You!" Nie Xiaoqian was choked and speechless, and she had the heart to do it, but she had no way to deal with the other party.

With her barely being a cultivator in the early stage of transformation, the golden bottle allowed her to beat her with both hands and feet very easily.

At the moment, he could only open his eyes wide, staring at the golden bottle, as if he wanted to use his own eyes to kill this slut who seduced his brother Qiye.

Not to be outdone, Jin Bei'er glared back, and there was only a sword light and sword shadow in his eyes.

Cracking sound!

The two girls looked at each other and made a sound of electric light and flint in the void.

Even so, in front of the cultivation of Jin Bei'er who had reached the peak of the voyeur path and could step into the sea of knowledge at any time, Nie Xiaoqian was still not an opponent.

After staring at him for a while, Nie Xiaoqian retreated helplessly.

Seeing this, Jin Bei'er showed a little pride, and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Alright." Jin Bei'er was suddenly grabbed and pulled back into the tent, and Ming Xiaoyang's lazy voice came from it, "Xiaoqian, early in the morning, Brother Qiye hasn't gotten up yet!" What's the matter, I'll talk about it when Brother Qiye gets up. ”

"You and Xiaoxue go down first!"

"Brother Seven Nights." When Nie Xiaoqian heard Ming Xiaoyang's words, her face was eager, and she hurriedly called.

"Let's go out first!" Ming Xiaoyang said helplessly, "Xiaoqian, is it possible that you don't mind the current appearance of Brother Qiye, and you want to be my concubine?" ”

"If that's the case, I'll order someone to prepare a wedding feast, and I'll take you as a concubine tonight!"

"Ahh When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, she cried out in a panic, two blushes swelled up on her snow-white cheeks, and she turned around and ran away without touching the ground.

It's as fast as a wind.

"Xiaoxue, you go down first!" drove away Nie Xiaoqian, Ming Xiaoyang blushed again, Xiaoxue who didn't leave and didn't stay, ordered.

"Yes, Holy Monarch." Xiaoxue bowed in a panic and withdrew.

Only Ming Xiaoyang and Jin Bei'er were left behind, each dressed.

"Holy Monarch, will you give me a name?" After a while, Ming Xiaoyang and Jin Bei'er were dressed neatly, Jin Bei'er was dressed in a goose yellow gauze dress, her eyes were fluttering, her eyes were like silk, she leaned on Ming Xiaoyang's back, and said softly.

Although they are just a dewy couple, after a few times, since they have had the most intimate contact, the heart of the golden bottle that has been sealed for a long time has inevitably been touched.

Deep down, she hoped that this Holy Monarch would give her a name, instead of treating herself as a plaything as she did now.

If you want, you can play with it, and if you don't want it, you can watch her indifferently go to other men's beds.

Hugged by Jin Bei'er, Ming Xiaoyang's body subconsciously tensed, and he sensed that there was no murderous aura on Jin Bei'er, so he gradually relaxed.

"Give you a name?" Ming Xiaoyang tilted his head slightly, and said with a contemplative expression, "This Holy Monarch thinks about it, but the reputation of the Hehuan faction? ”

Halfway through his words, Ming Xiaoyang suddenly stopped speaking, but Jin Bei'er knew what the half sentence he hadn't finished saying was.

The women of the Hehuan faction have always been known for their lewdness, and they practice the art of collecting tonics, even if some high-level people know that they are in charge of the same line, from the Jade Maiden Palace, one of the three palaces of the Hehuan faction, and they have always been ice and jade, but the people below do not know.

Under the crowd of gold, even if the golden bottle is obviously ice and jade, in the eyes of others, she has become a slut who can be a husband.

For a while, Jin Zhu'er's eyes blinked, tears faintly appeared, and a sharp pain came from his heart.

"Haha." When Jin Bei'er let go of Ming Xiaoyang, a burst of laughter as crisp as a silver bell came out of his mouth, "People don't want to be the concubine of the Holy Monarch, what is the difference between that and being the concubine of a rich and noble family?" ”

"Isn't it nice to be like this?"