This red-clothed palace maid is the most outstanding among all the palace maids, even if she doesn't say anything, she can attract all the attention, and her dancing posture is even more eye-catching. After she turned in front of Mo Cong, the singing became close as if there was nothing, and the whole person and the wine in the cup exuded a faint fragrance, just like this, the body, voice, and aroma were three-pronged, and a single look made Mo Cong feel drunk and slightly dizzy.

Mo Cong picked up the wine glass and felt that the fragrance was indescribably good, so he drank it directly without thinking. The red-clothed palace maid took the empty cup and turned back, and more than a dozen white-clothed palace maids also rotated and danced, dancing like flowers blooming in thousands of forms. Between the red and white spins, the red-clothed palace maid took the second glass of wine and spun in front of Mo Cong, and invited Mo Cong to drink in another posture, Mo Cong didn't think much about it, and took it directly and drank it, feeling that the fragrance was different from the previous glass of wine, and the taste was different, but it was very fragrant and delicious.

In this way, the wine came one by one, the singing voice of the red-clothed palace maid was more melodious and moving, and the dancing posture was more fluttering, and more than a dozen white-clothed palace maids also formed a circle and danced one after another, while dancing, they poured the wine in the silver pot into the silver cup of the red-clothed palace maid, and the red-clothed woman danced lightly and saluted Mo Cong.

"What kind of wine is this, how can it drink a different taste?" Mo Cong had already drunk more than a dozen glasses of wine, and the number of glasses had exceeded the number of these palace maids, but the glass of wine in his hand was a fragrance and taste that he had never smelled before, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder.

"This kind of wine is called Wanhua wine, and drinking it alone is one taste, and drinking it together is another taste, and the taste will be different with different wines. The red-clothed palace maid smiled and was indescribably beautiful and moving, and her voice was also very good.

"You won't be ......" Mo Cong looked at the red-clothed palace maid in surprise with a wine glass, the woman he met last time was called Ah Hua, this palace maid drank Wanhua wine for herself, and her voice and singing were as good as Ah Hua, and this similarity made Mo Cong think of it at once.

"Demon Lord Mingjian, I am the flower fairy of the Gods and Demons Palace, and I learned that the Demon Lord came to the Long Kingdom to toast the Demon Lord in the lower realm. Wanhua wine is the wine of the Palace of Gods and Demons. In the heavenly realm, even the gods can't drink so many flavors, and they hope that the demon lord will taste them together. The red-clothed palace maid said.

"I don't want to owe the Gods and Demons Palace, I don't drink such a good wine. Mo Cong looked at the fragrant wine in the wine glass and said.

"Everyone is born with a debt of parenting, the Demon Lord doesn't want to owe it, and he owes it, what's the matter with just a glass of wine?" said the red-clothed palace maid and pushed the wine glass against Mo Cong's mouth, and gently lifted it up to feed Mo Cong to drink, the whole action was extremely smooth in one go, and Mo Cong had already eaten the wine before he could react.

"I know your thoughts, but I won't go back to the Gods and Demons Palace with you, and you don't have to do anything to me. Mo Cong stood up and said.

"We don't have any bad intentions. The Demon Lord has the blood of the God and Demon Palace, and now that we are in the Long Kingdom again, we are just entertaining the Demon Lord in the Nether, and we have no other intentions. The red-clothed palace maid took another glass of wine and leaned on Mo Cong's body to feed Mo Cong to drink.

"Thank you for your hospitality, I'm leaving. Mo Cong felt a little dizzy, the scene in front of him had begun to ethereal, and the faces of more than a dozen women in white had also become blurred, and the dancing posture of the fluttering was even more dizzy. He felt that he couldn't stay like this any longer, and that he had to leave.

"The Demon Lord finally came here, why rush to leave before the wine is finished?" said the red-clothed palace maid, turning around and dancing, with a fragrant breath, Mo Cong was half lying on the ground, and Qianqian Su in the red sleeves was holding an empty cup. The empty glass suddenly began to appear from the empty state, and the wine quickly filled the empty glass, and the light fragrance came to the nose.

"I'm already a little drunk and can't drink anymore. Mo Cong saw that she brought the wine closer and wanted to feed herself. Immediately reach out and push it.

"How can you be a little drunk, the Demon Lord finally drank the wine of our God and Demon Palace once, and it is a good time for the New Year. You have to be drunk. The red-clothed palace maid chuckled and said, raised her head slightly and drank a glass of wine, and came over with a fragrant fragrance to kiss Mo Cong.

Mo Cong was already a little dizzy, as the faint fragrance approached, he suddenly became dizzy, and for a while he couldn't figure out whether it was the fragrance of wine or the fragrance of people, just at the moment when he was dizzy and stunned, the palace maid in red had already prostrated herself and kissed Mo Cong's lips, and the gurgling wine followed, sometimes fragrant and sometimes sweet, and the wine was endless, and the taste was endless.

The various flavors of the wine come one after another, just like Ah Hua's singing, one moment cannot be predicted the next moment, and people will not be intoxicated slowly. Mo Cong pushed back at first, but then unconsciously indulged in it and reveled in it, thinking that it was good to keep going like this. He sucked the wine unwillingly, the person became more and more dizzy and floating, but the lower abdomen was getting hotter and hotter, and in a trance, a tender hand untied his clothes and touched it, and everywhere he went, it was slippery and creamy.

"You...... What kind of flower fairy are you pretending, I can't do this with you. He was dizzy and a little sober and pushed the red-clothed palace maid to sit up, but the place where his hand was pushed was soft, which made him even more angry.

"You are the Demon Lord, I am the flower fairy of your generation of Demon Lords, and my full-time job is for the Demon Lords to pick, why can't you be like this with me?"

"Because...... I do not like you. Mo Cong said.

"Don't dislike me, the Demon Lord, I don't look so ugly. With these words, the felt bag and the furnishings in the felt bag disappeared, and the bright sun shone down, and a beautiful woman appeared in front of Mo Cong's eyes.

"I don't like you because of what you look like, and I don't like you no matter how beautiful you are. Mo Cong looked at the dreamy woman and said.

"Then why doesn't the Demon Lord like me?" asked the woman's soft body with a fragrance on Mo Cong's body, with a fragrance of fragrance.

"Because...... You are a member of the Palace of Gods and Demons. Mo Cong said.

"Princess Murong is still a disciple of the Demon Sect, doesn't the Demon Lord like her just as much?" the woman chuckled, her smile like a dream.

"You are different, you have ulterior motives, you are deliberately tempting me. Mo Cong said.

"Yes, I did it on purpose, but I also did it sincerely, I really like the Demon Lord, and I really want to be the Demon Lord...... Flower fairy. The woman said and sat down gently, and Mo Cong suddenly knew what a flower was, and 10,000 petals were layered on top of each other.

"Alright, I'm the Demon Lord's woman. The woman sighed lightly, and 10,000 petals began to move at the same time, "Isn't the Demon Lord able to absorb true qi, let's absorb it now, as a flower fairy of this generation, I have been cultivating for so many years just to let the Demon Lord pick it, my nectar is all the Demon King's, and the Demon Lord can pick it as much as he wants." ”

"I ......" Mo Cong was speechless, and his body was as strong as a nightmare, he could only feel the endless petals moving, and a steady stream of pure true qi was surging into his body, and the true qi was in a state of light from the beginning, although it was not as dazzling as the light of the core of the Yuan Baby, but it was much brighter than the light outside the Yuan Baby, and the true qi of these light states quickly converged into the dantian and was quickly absorbed by the Yuan Baby, and the light cluster of the Yuan Infant became bigger and brighter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The flower fairy of my generation, is the Demon Lord still satisfied?" the woman asked as she moved softly.

"You want to ...... Do you use this method to turn me into a demon lord?" Mo Cong felt that it was only in a short period of time that the true qi introduced by the woman had exceeded the total amount of his original true qi, and it was still continuing to be transmitted, and the current Yuan Infant was no longer simply a Yuan Infant condensed by the Heavenly Dragon True Qi, but gradually became a Yuan Infant condensed by Mo Cong's innate True Qi and the True Qi of the Divine and Demon Palace introduced by the woman, as the True Qi continued to enter, the proportion of the Heavenly Dragon True Qi in the Yuan Infant became smaller and smaller, and it would not be long before the Yuan Infant could become a Demon Infant if it continued like this.

"Actually, even if I don't do anything, the Demon Lord can still become the Demon King, this is determined by the Demon King's own innate true qi, I just speed up the process and help the Demon Lord in cultivation. The woman said.

Mo Cong vaguely felt that this was not the case, and he should not naturally become a demon lord if he continued to cultivate, otherwise the Martial Spirit Palace would not have to keep him, and he would be sent back to the God and Demon Palace directly. Thinking of this, he tried his best to find a way out of his current situation, but there was no good way to do it. (To be continued......)