The encouraged left-wing was very moved, and instantly ignited the fighting spirit, nodded solemnly, and limped in the direction of the witch doctor.

Prepare to rob another batch of potions that can bless your beauty.

The Red Horn Demon Eyes sent him away, and then he pulled his throat energetically and said, "Bet on it!" Let's see who can get the heart of the Chilian Fairy, hurry up, hurry up. ”

After hearing this, a group of melon-eating demons immediately threw small snacks and began to bet.

"I'm betting on the Demon King! After all, beauty is not the best, but strength is more reliable! ”

"Who said that beauty is useless, I heard that those immortals are superficial goods who look at their appearance, I bet on the left!"

"That's it, as long as the left wing hooks up with the Chilian Fairy, the Chilian Fairy will definitely stand on the left wing's side, she is also a catastrophe strength, the demon king wants to beat it again, it's no play, I bet on the left wing!"

There was a lively bet over there, and Qiao An, the object of betting, was led into the palace by Jing Yiran, she looked at Jing Yiran pursed her lips and didn't speak, and snickered, but her face was also wooden, and she didn't say anything.

Jing Yiran waited for a while, couldn't wait, and said, "You won't really like it, will you?" ”

He grew up in the demon world since he was a child, and it was not a day or two that he was called ugly, although later because of the rise of strength, most demons worshipped his strength, and they wanted to go up one after another. He.

Sometimes when pretending to be an immortal to go to the fairy world to inquire about the news, they will also be said to be beautiful.

But even so, the aesthetics he has cultivated since he was a child have been stereotyped, so that even if he knows that he is beautiful in the fairy world, he can't correct it for a while, and subconsciously feels that he is not very good-looking, and he has a strong sense of crisis at the moment when he sees the enchanting posture of the left, for fear that this woman will fall in love with him.

And he had always heard that the Immortal Clan was a superficial face-seeker.

This woman wouldn't be the same, would she?

He couldn't help but think back to the time when he traveled with the left wing, and those female demons who stared at the left wing,

It's crazy and boundless, and some even accidentally fell into the stinky ditch to see him, but they still struggled to show their heads, lying on the edge of the stinky ditch, with worship in their eyes, staring at them with blazing eyes, for fear of missing the appearance.

He turned his head to look at her.

When he dragged her away, he held his breath and waited for her to take the initiative to say something, but the time of the tea had passed, and the woman had not yet spoken.

His heart gradually sank, and the original intention of getting rid of this feeling was also thrown to the country of Guawa, and he could no longer be found.

There was only a deep sense of frustration and jealousy raging in the bottom of my heart.

He said word by word with a dark and calm face: "You don't really like it, do you?!" ”

Qiao An looked at Jing Yiyi, and suddenly thought a little carefully, and had some bad taste, and said, "What if you like it?" After all, that's a rare sight. ”

…… It's ugly.

Jing Yiran's heart sank instantly, he suddenly grabbed her hand, took a step forward with a gloomy face, raised his hand to pinch Qiao An's chin, and lifted it up.

I wanted to call her name, but I found that I didn't know at all.

She is just a soul attached to Chi Lian's body out of nowhere, Chi Lian is not her real name, her real name, and she has never told him.

His heart suddenly tingled, and he wanted to say something heavy to imprison her, but when the words came to his mouth, he turned into a gritted tooth grievance, "You just touched my ears and courted me, but now you want other demons, what do you think I am?" Are you picking weeds on the side of the road?! ”