We are for your good

Think twice, he thinks a thousand times and thinks twice!

Sai Ye frowned, and finally sat on the bed impatiently, his deep eyes looking at the calamity and disaster in front of him, and his thin lips moved slightly.

"How have you been doing lately?"

Yin and Yin are indifferent tones, but they shocked the disaster and calamity, and cold sweat broke out, and without saying a word, he knelt down for the sacrificial night.

"Subordinates know their mistakes!"

The eyes of the night became more and more cold, and the sharp gaze fell on the two of them, "Do you know the mistake? The deity sees that you like to find an apprentice for the deity. ”

As soon as the lazy voice came out, the cold gaze fell on the body that hung his head and didn't even dare to make a breath.

"What do you say?"

The calamity who was named was shocked, with a bitter face, and said stubbornly: "Subordinate...... Don't dare to say anything. ”

He is also for the good of the Holy Honor.

The Holy Venerable has always been a lonely person, he doesn't like women, so naturally it is good to have Longyang. But the Holy Venerable has always had a cold face, whoever touches him will chop whom, this is not easy to meet a person he likes, even if he doesn't like it, then he must have a heart to protect it.

He and the disaster body are personal guards, so naturally they want to tie up the person for the Holy Venerable, and wait until one day to tie them back to the Demon Palace, so as to save this person from being abducted by other families, and the Holy Venerable will have to spend his life alone at that time.

Well, in fact, he and the disaster have been pondering the words that Her Royal Highness the princess said back then, pondering for tens of thousands of years.

As soon as the princess was brought out of prison that day, she called them over and asked them to look for more people around the Holy Venerable.

"My imperial brother, in fact, is empty in his heart, and he has to find someone to take care of his temperament, which loves to punish people at every turn. In this way, it can be regarded as binding a scourge and giving us a carefree life. ”

In order for them to not go to prison and play with all kinds of torture instruments at every turn in the future, he and the disaster were given high hopes.

Although the painter is a man, his women's clothing is also an absolutely peerless beauty.

"Humph! Can't? The deity sees that you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall! ”

The sacrificial night snorted coldly, and the majestic voice rolled out, and he was suddenly shocked by the buzz in his brain, and quickly came back to his senses, and knelt on the ground honestly, not daring to say a word, and there was no love in his heart.

It seems that the road out of the sea of suffering is still very long......

"Holy Venerable, my subordinates are for your good!" The disaster on the side whispered.

The deep eyes of the night turned from the calamity that didn't even dare to breathe, and the sexy and magnetic voice ended slightly, "Oh? ”

Disaster said cautiously: "Holy Venerable, look, you are the master of the painter, so naturally you have a better reason to take the painter with you, and when you can return to the palace on the next day, you will say that you will take him to find another place to cultivate, even if the painter is reluctant, it is not easy to say anything." ”

"Yes, yes, yes," his eyes lit up, and he continued: "Moreover, Shengzun, you are the master of the painter, and with the sentence 'Painting Yuqiong wants to cultivate', you can drive the prince of the Western Huai Kingdom away from the painter, so that no one will want to dig up our only remaining noble bloodline?" ”

He knew that part of the reason why the Holy Venerable protected the painting master was naturally because the painting master was the only remaining vision aristocratic bloodline in the demon world except for the Holy Venerable, which was not comparable to ordinary nobles.

The night looked at the two in front of him with dark eyes, as if considering what they were saying.

Not long after, a cold snort came from the nostrils of the night of the sacrifice, and then the magnetic voice sounded.