Chapter Eighty-Seven: Perverts

readx;? The little lady Hongyan was extremely handsome, and was curled up at the bottom of the stairs, and the devil was tempted to be horny, and salivated, and it was so pleasant to hold such a beautiful person in her arms. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He looked greedily at the wild goose, as if he had embraced this charming beauty, and was letting himself play with it and make fun of it.

The little lady glanced at the terrible devil, and her constricted body trembled involuntarily. She didn't dare to look at those fierce eyes anymore, knowing what they meant. She was very scared and helpless, knowing that although the living Hades was by her side and she was good friends with the red-haired ghost king, in the face of the bohemian devil, her husband had no ability to protect herself, and she couldn't dissuade the ghost king's wanton bullying, so she didn't dare to think about the consequences.

The little lady's anxiety and fear are real, they come from the heart, this devil has no concept of friendship in his heart, he must meet his own needs in the face of anyone, he can do whatever he wants, and all kinds of terrible things will happen. Hong Yan was very frightened, but also deeply felt, what he was worried about was not only the consciousness of worry, it had already happened, and he knew that it would be difficult to escape the hands of the devil tonight.

The little lady regretted that she had to come downstairs, so that the devil was so infatuated with herself that she could not escape the poison. She wanted to go back upstairs to hide, but her legs and feet were no longer dominant, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up. Taking a step back, even if she can run back to the second floor, she can't escape the hands of the devil, and terrible things will still happen. She was terrified and desperate, praying that the red-haired ghost king would spare her, and if she really couldn't avoid something terrible, she wouldn't hurt her life.

Yan Jiawang was excited about capturing the enemy, and inadvertently glanced at the red-haired ghost king. He saw that the red eyes were full of lust, and he was stunned, and hurriedly followed the lustful gaze, and his body shook and was surprised, only to find that the little lady had come downstairs and was curled up beside her, staring at the wild goose with lustful eyes. He gasped in fright, his fat body trembled, knowing that this devil friend had bad intentions and was about to attack his beloved little lady, and hurriedly tried to divert the attention of the red-haired ghost king. He looked nervous and panicked, and hurriedly asked, "Ghost King, where do you live now, are you far from here?" In fact, he didn't care if the devils had a place to live, and just wanted to pull his ill-intentioned gaze on himself.

"Since the destruction of the cave, we have found a place to stay in the mountains for a while. It's a long way from here, so it's not easy to get there. While speaking, the red-haired ghost king's confused eyes never left the trembling little lady, still admiring the handsome face and charming body, thinking in his heart.

Helpless, the Living Yama King is really helpless, he has no way to compare with the beautiful Hong Yan, there is nothing eye-catching inside and out, and the red-haired ghost king naturally disdains him. Yan Jiawang was flustered, and he felt even more sad, all his life was when others prayed for mercy to him, and he was faced with flattering and frightened eyes. He is the master, and only he can feel the majesty of the strong and experience the arrogance and joy of the high. Now, the living Hades' situation has been unexpectedly reversed, and he is about to wag his tail and beg for mercy from his devil friends, and he has tasted how painful it is to be helpless and hopeless, and he has experienced what it is like to be anxious and fearful. At this moment, Yan Jiawang has changed from a master to a slave, and his personal feelings are diametrically opposite, knowing that persuasion and stopping it are useless, and it will backfire and make his friends angry. He was in pain and had to swallow his anger, and he was so frightened that he had to be a turtle with a shrunken head.

Yan Jiawang claimed to be the living king of Hades, but he couldn't control the little ghost in front of him, not only did he not dare to forcibly drive him away, but he also waged his tail and begged for mercy and guided him tactfully. He did not give up, and thought eagerly that he would find a way to protect his beloved little lady from happening again. Although he is very familiar with these devils and is a so-called good friend, the relationship between them is not even as good as those money, wine and meat friends. He knows very well that the Yan family can only give, not take, to devil friends, and dedication is sometimes passive, forced, and unavoidable, not something that he can call the shots.

At this moment, the Living Hades are about to dedicate themselves to the little ghost again, and it is an extremely heart-wrenching and powerless dedication, a very reluctant and unobstructed giving. Seeing that the red-haired ghost king hadn't made a move yet, he couldn't give up, so he hurriedly said, "Ghost King, since the cave is far away from here, it's better to go back as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome at dawn." ā€

"No hurry, no hurry, it's not long after nightfall, and it's still early in the morning. The red-haired ghost king knew it in his heart, and he was not in a hurry, his infatuated eyes were staring at the little lady, and he was already eager to try.

Yan Jiawang frowned and sighed, it's over, this devil is determined to possess his beloved little lady, what can I do!

The red-haired ghost king just wanted to satisfy the desires in his heart, and he had no scruples about Yan Jiawang beside him, treating him as if he were no one. He stared at the beautiful Hongyan, his face was full of smirks, and his lust was constantly surging, and he couldn't hold it back.

Yan Jiawang saw that Hongyan was motionless, anxious and helpless, and his hanging heart kept stopping in his throat. He shook his head and lamented, he had no power to stop the devil's atrocities, so he could only swallow the bitter fruit of shame, which could be regarded as deepening friendship, not to mention that he had just saved his life, and it was also a repayment for saving his life. The beauty Hongyan is even more powerless, so she can only passively accept and accept the ruthless ravages of the red-haired ghost king. This reluctant dedication is a must, and the husband and wife can only admit it, but they are willing to only dedicate themselves and not their lives, and the consequences will not be autonomous, and they will have to resign themselves to fate.

When the red-haired ghost king was about to make a move, he suddenly remembered something, patted his head and said, "Alas, I almost forgot about the big thing, the Holy Lord sent me here to ask about the boys and girls, I don't know how Master Yan is preparing?"

Yan Jiawang's eyes finally turned to himself from the little lady, and he felt that it was not easy, and he breathed a sigh of relief for the time being. He seized the opportunity to signal Hongyan to leave quickly, but Mei Jiaoniang was so frightened that she couldn't move, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up, she was still curled up there trembling.

The Living Yama King sighed when he looked at his beloved lady, and did not dare to slack off on the inquiry of his "friend", and hurriedly said: "Ghost King, I have been hurrying to prepare for this matter, and so far I have found more than forty boys and girls. He didn't give up, he was still glancing at Hong Yan as he spoke, signaling her to leave here and hide upstairs, but he didn't know that the little lady at this time was no longer able to move, and could only become the plaything of the red-haired ghost king......

In fact, Yan Jiawang's gesture is also redundant, upstairs is not a safe haven, as long as the red-haired ghost king does not want to let go of the little lady, she will hide wherever she goes, and she will easily fall into the hands of the devil. The upstairs environment is warm and the conditions are complete, and it is better than other places, maybe the red-haired ghost king will be in high spirits, and the consequences will be even more terrifying.

The red-haired ghost king was a little dissatisfied when he heard Yan Jiawang's words, and then snorted: "Master Yan, it's still far from it, my holy lord can't wait, you have to do it as soon as possible." ā€

"Okay, okay, I must hurry, I must hurry, and strive to prepare a hundred pairs of boys and girls for the use of the Holy Lord in the near future, and I will never delay the big thing, but rest assured. ā€

"That's good, otherwise it will displease the Holy Lord, then...... But it's hard to say. The red-haired ghost king's two red-flashed eyes glared at the living Hades, and his tone was threatening.

"I ...... I will definitely do my best, and please say a few more kind words in front of the Holy Lord, even if I don't do anything else, I will do my best to do this well. "The dignified master of the Yan Mansion also had to grovel and wag his tail in front of the little ghost and beg for mercy.

"Well, how well you do it depends on the result, so you can do it yourself. The red-haired ghost king asked, "That unicorn dragon can follow the rules, is it out or lazy on duty?"

"No, no, the unicorn dragon is very dutiful, it has always been here to guard, and it has never left. With it here, outsiders don't want to get closer, and the ghost king can rest assured. As he spoke, Yan Jiawang glanced at the little lady, and saw that Hongyan was still there holding his head and trembling, and sighed again. He was very anxious and helpless, his heart was hanging in fear, and he hurriedly urged: "Ghost King, you go back and tell the Holy Lord quickly, you can use the boys and girls in the near future, so that the Holy Lord can prepare quickly." ā€

The red-haired ghost king's bewildered eyes had returned to the little lady......

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