"Good! Now that everyone has torn their faces, I don't care! Over the years, I've been pretending to be crazy and stupid in front of you, a stupid boy, am I easy? If you want to continue to inherit the throne, you should act as if nothing had happened! I'll still help you! Pure interest! ”

The poor cicada looked up and laughed: "Inheritance? What are the interests? Hahaha! It turns out that I am at this level in your glazed eyes and heart! Why did I inherit the throne? Who am I saying yes for? To whom am I committing? You're all for you! I want to marry you openly, and I must have the power to marry you! If I want to give you a worry-free life, I must have a solid backing! I want you to be happy every day, and I have to get rid of all the negative things that affect you! All of this must add up, and I must be the head of a nation! But now that you're gone, you must be gone, what am I going to do with the throne? Is it just to fulfill you and the Demon Qi King? Hahaha! Joke! I, Gaoyang Poor Cicada, is the biggest and ugliest joke in the world! ”

Glaze was grinding her teeth secretly, and she couldn't wait to rush up and bite him to death directly! If you don't force Han Qi to step down and help this puppet up, the Demon Qi King's plan will not be implemented at all! But this guy already knows the truth, so what should he do?

"I'm sorry to ruin your seamless plan!" The poor cicada said with a smile, and then walked past the glaze. Glaze Yan gritted his teeth and said word by word: "What kind of conditions do you need for you to cooperate with me?" ”

The poor cicada stopped, and the two turned their backs to each other not close or far.

"Whatever I say, you say yes?" The poor cicada asked tentatively.

"Yes!" Glaze Yan turned around and said loudly, "Whatever you want me to do, I will agree!" ”

The poor cicada slowly turned around and stared at the familiar lover's face in front of him. What reverberated in my heart was all kinds of sourness. After a while, he said softly: "I want you, and you agree?" ”

Glaze Yan clenched his fists and slowly released them. Raising his head, he willingly said, "I promise!" ”

The poor cicada walked up to Glaze Yan in disbelief and gently held her face, her eyes overflowing with the blue water of the spring sun. "You, really?" The voice of the poor cicada trembled with joy. Without thinking, Glaze stood on tiptoe, and a gentle kiss was imprinted on the lips of the poor cicada. This is the first time that glaze annihilation is actively represented. As soon as the poor cicada hugged the glaze, he wrapped her in his hot body. Wild kisses rushed out like a thunderstorm unscrupulously. The glaze is soft and let the poor cicada release, in her heart, in her mind, there is only one person at this moment, and she is willing to give everything for this person! Just to achieve his hegemony and fulfill his dream of revenge!

King Demon Qi will marry himself, right?

A bolt of lightning struck, sharply illuminating the hatred that hung in the corner of Glaze's eyes.

With the ensuing roar, the poor cicada picked up the glaze and stepped into his bedroom......

The late night wind and rain shattered the spring color of the garden, and the earth greedily sucked the fragrance that fell all over the ground. Lightning pierced the sky, galloping arrogantly through the night. In the flickering darkness, the woman's moans were drowned in thunder in the blink of an eye.

"It's fun to follow Master!" Gao Xin had just silently recited the so-called "pretending to be dead" mantra taught to him by the Demon Qi Langya. In fact, it is a kind of internal skill that uses spiritual power to regulate pranayama and breathe, and when it is practiced to a certain level, it is like a dead corpse, without breathing and without pulse. As the cultivator's internal strength grows, the longer this state lasts. It can be fake and real. However, there are risks. Most people are in a state of suspended animation, and they really die with a whimper. Therefore, Demon Qi Langya has never taught Gao Xin how to wake up from suspended animation, just to prevent him from being greedy for fun in his leisure time and deceiving people with fake death. Of course, for a deeper reason, Mo Qi Langya still has his own plans!

"But when will I be able to confuse the real with the real like Master?"

"In time."

"How long was that?"

"I'll tell you then."

"Oh......" Gao Xin pouted and said hesitantly, "Uncle asked about the beast bow again today, hasn't Master thought of a way yet?" ”

"You don't have to worry about it. Go and recite the mantra again! ”

Demon Qi Langya stood high on the corner of the eaves and looked down at Julong's bedroom, it should be time!

Sure enough, he saw Julong angrily open the door and summon Houtu and the others......

"What's wrong?" Houtu hurriedly ran to Julong with the guards.

Julong was silent, just handed Hou Tu a letter. Houtu read curiously: "The beast makes the wilderness, and the bow is full of the moon." The property is returned to its original owner...... Chi, Chiyou! Chiyou is still alive? Houtu's eyes widened, and Julong still said expressionlessly: "It is okay for the beast bow to fall into anyone's hands, but not into the hands of Chiyou!" ”

"I also remember that in the past, the old man Fuxi always said that Chiyou destroyed more than half of the elite troops of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor with just one person and one bow...... However, after Zhuolu, the five spirits of Chiyou have been destroyed, and the spiritual consciousness has been dispersed, how can it still live in the great wilderness? ”

"Don't take this lightly! Nor can it be passed on! You go and inquire privately......"

"Hmm!" Houtu frowned and nodded, and then led the people away.

Julong raised his head and looked at a corner of the eaves in the sky, empty, nothing. Only the long dark night covered the eyes. Xu was wrong.

The next day, the snowflakes were still swirling outside the window. Glaze was lying on the soft incense couch inlaid with gold and jade, but her whole body was cold and stiff. Sweat-soaked hair was messy on her forehead, and the delicate makeup of the day had not been removed but had stained her clean cheeks. The lips were plump and there were dried blood scabs on the skin of the mouth.

She trembled and half stood up, and two tears that were still hanging in her eyes fell. The corner of the Nishiki quilt slid gently off, revealing her deeply seductive collarbone. Glaze suddenly lifted the quilt frantically, grabbed the clothes on the ground, and simply caged them on his body, wiped the tears on his face with the back of his hand, and pushed the door out of the frantically.

The sudden cold wind woke up the poor cicada that was still asleep.

"Glaze, annihilation......" The poor cicada stretched out his arm and touched his side, but only the lingering fragrance on the glaze was left to respond to him. The poor cicada opened her eyes suddenly, and immediately sat up straight as if frightened. The quilt slid down to his waist, revealing his sun-colored skin.

"Me?" The poor cicada frowned, rubbed his temples with his hands, and kept flicking them around, "Last night...... Glaze oblivion! "After waking up, the poor cicada vaguely remembered that something that shouldn't have happened last night, it was really drunk and disorderly! The poor cicada jumped left and right to put on his robe, and then rushed out of the dormitory. It's just that he stood at the door and looked at the deserted corridor on the left and right and didn't know how to choose, and after being stunned for a while, he chose the corridor on the right and went straight to the glazed dormitory.

A woman who has been hit is naturally going to seek care now. Only, where is the safe haven for her glaze?