It was harder to breathe, and the hands on the neck were tighter.

Just when Situ Ruoling felt that he was going to die, the golden masked man finally spoke: "Let her go......"

A very light voice, a cold and ruthless tone, but Situ Ruoling felt like he was warming up in an instant.

"Yes, Elder Mo, you hold her neck like this, how can she reply?"

The bewitching woman staggered over, her slender figure, with a seductive arc, walking past the golden masked man.

It's just a pity that that person didn't even move his eyes.

But the eyes of the rest of the men in black dimmed a little.

Elder Mo let go of his hand, and Situ Ruoling fell to the ground.

The bewitching beauty walked in front of Situ Ruoling, looked at her condescendingly, looked at her for a while, and seemed to feel that it was not enough, she squatted down, raised Situ Ruoling's chin with one hand, and looked at it carefully: "It looks good, if it is dedicated to the demon lord......"

The demon lord of the demon race, extremely beautiful.

It's just that it is extremely difficult for people of the demon clan to conceive a child, and the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to get pregnant.

Therefore, although the demon lord occupies a lot of demon women, he has very few heirs, and even fewer are highly talented.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let this young master toss.

Such a body has long been abandoned.

"Lord Demon Lord, although there are a lot of women, but decent women, right?"

When the woman spoke, she looked at the man in the golden mask and smiled enchantingly: "This kind of decent woman with a dark physique is also liked by the Demon Lord......

Elder Mo raised his eyebrows in displeasure, and he also looked at the man in the golden mask: "Young Master, this ......"

"Isn't there a lot of this person, and it's not bad for this, let's keep it for now."

After speaking, he rubbed his forehead, and the woman hurriedly walked over: "Young master, is your head uncomfortable again?" Yan'er helps you rub ......"

"No, you don't."

The man in the golden mask turned out to be the young master of the demon clan.

Situ Ruoling lowered his head, secretly doubting in his heart, why? Looking at their respectful expressions, you can't go wrong.

Is it just similar? That brocade, still in the Extreme Academy?

Are you too careful? In this world, are there really two people who are exactly the same? But what is the relationship between them?

Situ Ruoling couldn't think clearly, and it was impossible to ask them at this time.

That Elder Mo didn't embarrass her anymore, but the woman named Yan'er walked over and picked up Situ Ruoling's chin again, her hand suddenly forced, Situ Ruoling opened her mouth in pain, and at this time, a black pill was stuffed into her mouth, and as soon as her hand was forced, the pill was swallowed.

Her movements are not gentle at all, in fact, there is a saying that is very true, never expect a woman who is hostile to you to be gentle with you.

Actually, she didn't have to do it at all, the pill melted in her mouth.

Situ Ruoling was by their side at this time, the young master seemed to have a terrible headache, he covered his head with his hands, and he could see the sweat flowing from his chin in pain.

It's a cold sweat.

Elder Mo hurriedly walked over and said with concern, "Young Master......"

"No need to ......" seemed to know what Elder Mo said, and the young master waved his hand.

He took out a bottle from his bosom, poured out some pills, and threw them into his mouth.

However, it does not seem to be alleviating.

"That...... If I had a way to make him less uncomfortable, wouldn't you have killed me? ”