At sunset, a maidservant girl walked into Ruoling's room with her head down.

"The master called you over." The maidservant said timidly.

Ruoling hurriedly got up and walked out with her.

I guess I'm going to suck her blood again.

I thought that the maidservant would take her to the ice room, but she came to a hot spring.

The maidservant glanced at Ruoling, who was completely unclear about the situation, with complicated eyes, and then withdrew.

After a while, Xuantu walked in.

"Serve the bath of this seat."

Xuan Tu didn't look at Ruoling squarely, but just coldly dropped a sentence.

Ruoling untied his belt for Xuantu a little rustily, took off his coat, and then knelt at his feet, waiting for his orders.

However, Xuantu took her into the water, grabbed her thin waist with his big hand, and his sharp teeth were exposed, approaching her creamy neck, and biting down without pity.

Ruoling's body trembled, it hurt, it really hurt, even if she had experienced it countless times, it still hurt.

I remember that at the beginning, she couldn't bear this bone-eating torture, coupled with the fear of death in her heart, she struggled, avoided, and begged for mercy, but every time not only could she not escape, but she would also be whipped, and gradually, she learned to endure.

It's like now, biting your lip to death, closing your eyes tightly, holding on for a while and it's over.

Still, another piercing pain made her scream.

Ruoling opened her eyes suddenly, looking at Xuantu's beautiful face in disbelief, forgetting the pain.

She rarely dared to face the Demon Lord, because she was afraid that she would not be able to control her feelings.

However, at this moment, the disdain and ridicule in Xuantu's eyes stabbed her deeply.

Ruoling is just a young demon, but she understands what she is going through.

She remembered what she had heard the handmaid say in her room today.

Lord Demon Lord needs to replenish his energy and maintain her most beautiful appearance, that woman is destined not to live tomorrow.

So, is she the poor woman who exchanged her life for blessings?

He drained himself in order to maintain his best appearance in front of his fiancée.

Ruoling's eyes were covered with a layer of moisture, and she asked tremblingly, "Is the slave going to die?" ”

It's okay to watch the person you love marry someone else, it's better to die.

Xuan Tu didn't stop moving in the water, and raised his hand to grab Ruoling's chin, forcing her to look at herself.

"I am the master, you are the slave, I will kill you, do you have a choice?" There was a bit of banter in the cold voice.

Ruoling's lips were pursed into a line, and there were no words.

Yes, their identities are very different, and they are no longer the two people who have been determined by the begonia tree for life.

Ruoling didn't know how his affection for Xuantu had become so strong, probably since he started sucking his own blood, there was a wonderful connection between the two.

Dying under the body of a loved one can be regarded as a destination.

Thinking like this, Ruoling let go of his stiff body, and slowly sank down with the Xuantu.

Xuantu glanced at the woman lying on his chest, her eyes narrowed slightly, her face flushed, her soft lips lightly opened, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a triumphant smile, like a bad boy who stole candy.

How would that person react if he knew that he had ruined the fiancée he had been dreaming of?

Xuantu couldn't wait to see that man's sad and stunned expression.

Ruoling felt in a trance that someone gently lifted her out of the water, dressed her, and then placed her on the bed and fed her pills.

Everything was so gentle, so gentle that it made her obsessed.

The body gradually gained strength, Ruoling opened her eyes, and just saw the back of Xuantu leaving.

Are you still alive?

Why was he so kind to himself all of a sudden?

With a glimmer of hope, Ruoling fell asleep peacefully.

The next day, Ruoling was woken up by the sound of firecrackers, crackling, and ringing for half an hour.

She packed herself up and went to the gate of the capital.

Xuantu, who was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, stepped forward in person and helped Princess Ye Qian into the city gate.

It is enough to see the status of the goddess in Xuantu's heart.

Ruoling stood in the corner, watching the two snuggle up together and walk towards the Demon Palace, talking and laughing, and couldn't help but feel sad.

Back then, she walked in behind Xuantu in a low voice and in embarrassment, and was whipped half to death as soon as she entered the door.

It's really incomparable.

After the worship was over, the bride was sent into the cave room, the groom began to toast, all the maidservants had to go to pour wine for the guests, and Ruoling, who had nothing to do, was also caught to help.

She had never done anything before, and in her panic she spilled wine on a rich blue robe.

Ruoling felt a hot gaze stay on her body, her heart tightened, and she quickly wiped it with her sleeve while kneeling down and bowing her head to apologize.

The wedding of the demon lord and the goddess, the guests who came to attend, were all big figures between heaven and earth, how could she, a subordinate, be offended.

Mujue tried to lift her up, but the people on the ground seemed to be afraid of him, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the little woman stepped back and fell to the ground.

The scene was a little embarrassing, Mu Jue withdrew his hand and said softly, "Get up." ”