Demon Realm, Demon Venerable Dormitory.

Looking at the coquettish beauty on the bed who was suppressed by himself, Mo Zhenglou said angrily:

"Qinglan, isn't the deity good enough for you? Why run away? Give the deity a reason, otherwise, after tonight, the deity promises that you will never get off this bed! ”

Yun Qinglan was taken aback.

At this moment, she forcibly resisted the idea of wanting to tell the Demon Respect Lou that she was not the real Yun Qinglan, and her tone turned into a choked voice: "Demon Venerable, please let me go, in the next life, you can do whatever you want me to do, but now, I just want to leave the Demon Realm." ”

"Don't think! The deity advises you to dispel this childish thought. Mo Jinglou touched Yun Qinglan's tender little face with one hand, and his expression was a little crazy: "Next life? No, the deity wants you to stay by the deity forever for the rest of your life! ”

Looking at the Demon Respect Building, he stared at his fanatical eyes.

Yun Qinglan subconsciously twitched her neck, closed her eyes and did not answer.

She knew that according to the character she had extracted, the demon respected Lou Ai's original body to the bones, and it was tantamount to the difficulty of climbing to the sky if she wanted him to take the initiative to let herself go.

"Demon Venerable... I, I don't dare in the future, I don't dare to escape, can you let me go, my body is still very painful. ”

The ancients overcame rigidity with softness, and it was easy to break if it was too rigid, since she had fallen into the hands of the Demon Respect Building, and the other party's strength was so much higher than her, in order to prevent the Demon Respect Building from really making up his mind to "punish" her, Yun Qinglan could only say soft words to stabilize the other party first.

Otherwise, if she really succeeds in being respected by the devil, even if she completes the task and turns back to Ao Ping, she will feel disgusting when she thinks about it, after all, she is still a man in her bones, and she can't accept such deformed feelings.

……

Qinglan: This is ...... me Coquetry?

The Demon Respect Building pressed on it was stunned for a moment, he couldn't imagine that the cold Demon Realm princess he was happy with before would one day speak to him in such a tone.

Even when he had just snatched the other party and made him a slave, Yun Qinglan just sent him away in a humble tone.

It's a surprise, but it's a wonderful feeling......

Demon Zunlou hooked his lips, he gently let go of the prohibition that suppressed Yun Qinglan, and then left the dormitory without looking back, and after walking to the palace gate, he turned his head and dropped a sentence to Yun Qinglan, who was still in a state of confusion: "Tonight, the deity will not move you, but if you have to run next time, the deity's punishment will still be effective." ”

"Whew~"

Hearing this, Yun Qinglan slowly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she just saw Mo Zhenglou turn around, and she really raised a heart to her throat.

Because she was so nervous, she didn't even notice that she was now soaked in cold sweat.

After resting for a while, Yun Qinglan, who came to her senses, suddenly thought of a question in her heart, that is, since her main task was to win the Five Spirit Beads, could she ask Demon Respect Lou to help her?

Thinking of this, Yun Qinglan hurriedly asked the system, but the system's answer was a big disappointment for her.

[Ding, the host's behavior is opportunistic, the host wants to complete the task, can only rely on his own ability, warm reminder, if the task fails, the host will die naturally with the target person selected by the system "Yun Qinglan" to revert to the host's original form! 】

"Damn! Your sister! Yun Qinglan directly burst into foul language, she can't beat the demon respecting the building now, and she begged for mercy and ignored the other party, it belongs to the oil and salt that doesn't enter.

However, the psychology of the demon respect building, Yun Qinglan also has a little experience, since the original body is the woman he loves all his life, then he will definitely want to stay with the original body.

"By the way, the system, has the fairy sword plot started now?"

[Ding, the Demon Venerable has not yet captured the sword, and the plot has not begun. 】

"That's good." Yun Qinglan relieved herself.

What she is most afraid of is that she has been entangled with the Demon Zun Building here for too long, so that she will not be able to complete the task, the value of millions of spiritual power is small, and the most important thing is the consequences of not being able to complete the task.

Although her body is a woman now, her soul is not, even if she dies, she can't accept the days of respecting Lou Risheng with the devil...

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Mortal Lands.

During this time, the relationship between Yang Jian and Zixia gradually warmed up, and the most intuitive embodiment is that Zixia's title for Yang Jian has also changed from Brother Yang to Brother Yang.

Although it is a difference of one word, there is a gap of 108,000 miles between the words eldest brother and elder brother.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting firmly in the fishing boat on the riverside, and a game of chess was placed in the middle.

In the past, as the god of war in the heavenly court, Zixia's impression of Yang Jian was still in some aspects, handsome and indifferent, high cultivation, and so on, but Zixia never expected that she, Brother Yang, not only likes to play birds and dogs on weekdays, but also likes to practice words and play chess.

So, Zixia found someone to order a wooden chessboard for Yang Jian, which was engraved with the words Erlang Shenjun Yang Jian.

Originally, when the shopkeeper heard the request to engrave the name of Erlang Jun, he was reluctant to do so, because of the prestige of Erlang Shenjun, as long as it is a person in the mortal world, most people know what to split the mountain to save his mother, the son of a saint, or the warrior who helped Xiqi defeat Yin Shang and so on.

However, it is not unreasonable to say that money can make ghosts grind, since ancient times, money, where is also a panacea, and after Zixia gave the store several times the money, seeing that the store with money eyes can still withstand the temptation, he hurriedly made it for Zixia, obviously, at this moment, he has long forgotten the prestige of Erlang Shenjun and got into the eyes of money.

in the cabin.

Yang Jian glanced at the situation on the chessboard, and then smiled faintly at Zixia on the opposite side:

"Zixia, although your chess skills are very immature, but there is an old way in your immaturity, which is unpredictable, but do you really think I can't see through your traps?"

"Hehe, Brother Yang, you don't say anything about watching chess, understand?" Zixia looked at the gentle and handsome beautiful man in front of her, and then looked sideways at the scenery by the river, and her heart was full of emotion.

During the time she went down to earth, she saw a lot of new things, and the atmosphere here was not possessed by the magnificent fairy heavenly court.

In the rivers, lakes and seas of the mortal world, the mountains, rivers, the sun and the moon, appreciated, compared with the high heavenly court, it can show its unique charm.

"You girl." Yang Jian put down the chess pieces in his hand and touched Zixia's little head with a doting face.

"Huh... Brother Yang, what are you doing, Niangniang said that a girl's head cannot be touched by a strange man at will. Zixia noticed Yang Jian's movements and struggled slightly.

However, Yang Jian didn't plan to stop, he looked at Zixia in front of him with a slightly shy expression, and his tone was slightly heavier: "Oh? So, is I, Brother Yang, also a strange man to you? ”