"Oh, you want to destroy my soul?" Seinfeld's mouth curled up with a hint of a nonchalant smile, "Tell me, what is the Demon Emperor sending you for?" (.u debut)"

Snorted coldly, but the vulture envoy didn't dare to hide the Demon Emperor's order, and said viciously, "The Demon Emperor wants all the Demon Lords to come to meet you, but you dare to offend the Demon Emperor, when you arrive in the Imperial Capital, this envoy will definitely show the Demon Emperor and destroy your soul." ”

Hmph, let you offend this envoy, about the replacement of the Demon Emperor of the Sea with the Night Owl Demon Emperor, this envoy will not tell you.

Seinfeld smiled, not angry with the Vulture Emissary.

This look, even the river felt surprised, when did the murderous Qingtian talk so well.

Song Fei approached the vulture step by step, and said lightly: "Meeting the Demon Emperor is a big deal, and the envoy also asks to borrow a gift." ”

"Borrow a gift?" Seinfeld's words surprised the vulture messenger greatly, under his own threat, not only did he not offer a gift, but also dared to ask for a gift from himself, he was too ignorant of lifting, and he would encourage the Demon Emperor to say anything in the future, even if he didn't kill him, he would not be able to eat and walk around.

Immediately, the vulture envoy snorted coldly, "What gift do you want to borrow?"

"Your Item's Item is for a Person's Head. Seinfeld said lightly.

"What!" the vulture messenger was startled, and then saw Seinfeld's right hand grip on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and a black cold light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Qingtian, you dare to commit a crime. The vulture envoy was furious, and the demonic energy all over his body suddenly surged, and the entire demon hall became unstable because of the power of the vulture, and he trembled violently.

Obviously, even if he is a messenger, he is also an envoy sent by the Demon Emperor, and his strength is not weaker than that of ordinary Demon Lords.

Seinfeld sneered, and the black magic sword instantly came out of his body: "Dealing with you, what kind of crime is it, it's just killing a chicken." ”

The sword light was extremely fast, and the vulture messenger's face was still angry, and he was easily cut off by Seinfeld's magic sword, and the demonic power of the magic sword instantly invaded the consciousness of the vulture messenger, and the pure magic power completely destroyed the consciousness of the vulture messenger.

The unwilling vulture envoy waited for his eyes, with a dead posture, I am afraid that he would not even believe that Seinfeld would really kill him, you must know that he is the messenger of the Demon Emperor, and he is coming on behalf of the Demon Emperor.

Seinfeld threw his head to Tonghe: "Take the gift and give it to the Demon Emperor when the time comes." "As for the body of the vulture messenger, it was directly thrown to the demon blood ant as a snack.

"Really, are you really going to start a war with the Demon Emperor of the Hidden Sea? Didn't you say that you would annex the territories of the surrounding Demon Lords first?" Tonghe subconsciously took the head of the vulture messenger, his voice was full of deep surprise, and he didn't even care that his voice remained hoarse.

"Go to war, the little messenger will let the Demon Emperor go to war? Seinfeld snorted coldly, and then strode out of the tearoom, and the voice continued, "I'll tell Harukawa and let him go to my dormitory." ”

Qingchuan Tonghe immediately reacted that it was the witch, and couldn't help but whisper, "Womanizer." ”

"Huh?" Seinfeld, who was walking, suddenly turned his head and looked at Tonghe with a cold face, and the incomparable murderous aura poured towards Tonghe like a tide, and under this terrifying gaze, Tonghe immediately bowed his head in horror, secretly saying how he told the truth.

"Hehehe!" But he didn't expect that Seinfeld's murderous aura quickly subsided, and he showed a harmless smile at Tonghe and said, "If you are willing to sleep, I can not let Qingchuan come." ”

Tonghe lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and bent over in a respectful tone: "The subordinates will definitely send Qingchuan to." ”

"Hahahaha!" Seinfeld strode in, laughter echoing in the tearoom for a long time.

Tonghe's identity is not ordinary, and he is Seinfeld's right-hand man, and Seinfeld still treats her as an equal, even if Seinfeld is interested in her, he will not let the demon blood ant clone touch her, even if he wants to touch it, he will touch it.

But witches are different, if they don't meet themselves, their fate will only be worse, Qingchuan can get the favor of the demon blood ant clone, it is her great favor, and Qingchuan is happier than other witches, at least he will not give up from the beginning, as long as Qingchuan is well-behaved and does not cause trouble, he will always be pampered.

Of course, the key to Qingchuan's luck lies in being able to make Seinfeld, who is used to seeing beautiful women, shine with her stunning face and her clean body that has never been touched, without any of them, she would not be as lucky as she is today.

When night fell, when Harukawa appeared, he was shrouded in a wide black robe.

When Harukawa walked into the dormitory and saw Seinfeld sitting on the wide bed, he immediately knelt down in front of him and said, "Lord Demon Lord, Harukawa has already bathed and changed his clothes, and he can serve the Lord at any time." ”

No wonder everyone loves to be an emperor, the well-behaved and stunning woman kneels in front of her, she is shy in her words, but she is cautious, and her expression is pitiful everywhere, which can easily arouse a man's sense of conquest.

It's really an imperial treat, even when Seinfeld was happy with other women, he never had such treatment.

"Well, get up. Seinfeld nodded, with a hint of tenderness in his voice, facing a witch who was about to become his own woman, even if her identity was just a lowly witch, Seinfeld would not put on a posture of a superior person.

"Yes!" the witch got up and let the wide black robe fall off her body, and inside was a silver and gold-rimmed bodysuit, tightly wrapping her perfect body together. Through the thin underwear, the beautiful silhouette that looms makes Seinfeld even more excited.

The face is stunning, the small face facial features are very exquisite, and every facial feature is perfect.

The figure is not to mention, the fullness of the chest is even stronger on her thin body, if she wants to break the underwear, the **** is extremely elastic, and the silver skirt is propped up, worthy of being witches, they themselves are born to turn all beings upside down.

And it is rumored that they have learned the art of acumen since they were sensible.

"How old are you. "Seinfeld said, witches have a long lifespan, and they can't tell their age by their appearance, and some witches who are hundreds of years old look about the same as eighteen-year-old women in the mortal world.

"Slave Sixteen. Qingchuan said in a low voice, "I have been living in the Demon Palace, and I have never left, and when the adults came to this Demon Palace, the slave was just a child. ”

No wonder his body is so clean, Seinfeld knows it in his heart.

Looking at the beautiful keto body and the witch who was a little nervous, Seinfeld smiled and said, "Have you ever learned the art of rooming?"

"Report to your lord, the slave has learned, but has never used it, if the land is not good, please forgive me. The witch said with some concern, this expression was more likely to arouse Seinfeld's pity.

Of course I know you haven't used it, and if you do, then you won't be qualified to use it on me, Seinfeld couldn't help but think.

However, when they remembered that they had learned the art of housing since they were children, even if they were as firm as Seinfeld, a trace of heat flashed in their hearts.

Overnight, spring is boundless