"Dreaming!"

"Dreaming." The Demon Lord and Shuang Mo said in unison, but the old vixen-like smile of the Demon Lord did not change, but sighed faintly in a tone full of resentment, and said, "I knew that you would reject me like this, this is 80,000 times to reject me, can't you say it differently?" ”

"Foolish dreams." Shuang Mo was obedient, and sure enough, he changed his word.

The Demon Lord was speechless, and reluctantly fanned the fan painted with peach paradise on one side and green bamboo and smoke willows on his chest, as if he wanted to fan away the boredom in his heart.

"Little Shuangqi, didn't you say that you like the unparalleled heroes? Aren't I the great hero of the Demon Realm now? The Demon Lord looked at the two faint paths. <

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