"Admiration and love... This is the first time you see me, and I'm half an Elf. They admire me and love me. Are they crazy?"
Jun Mohuang was very shocked by this.
How is it possible that there are such civilized demons in the Nine Netherworld
"From a distance, they can't feel the spirit blood in you. The traditional rule is who is the most beautiful, they will admire and love you crazily."
Di Lingtian looked at the demonic civilians below who were in a frenzy for Jun Mohuang, and suddenly became jealous of the king.
Huang'er belongs to him alone, why are these people here to join in the fun!
"...This standard is really simple and crude."
"Ling Tian, I know how you know about the Demon Emperor of the Nine Netherworld."
Jun Mohuang suddenly understood and looked at the perfect profile of Di Lingtian's face with meaning.
"No wonder you treat your subordinates so poorly. These demons still work hard and let him drive them without complaint. I see."
This standard is a bit simple and crude, and is very practical for demons.
Generally speaking, the higher the strength, the more noble and pure the bloodline of the demons, the more beautiful they are, regardless of gender.
It is not unreasonable for the demons to choose people based on their looks.
"That's what they do to women."
Di Lingtian had no choice but to reach out and pinch Jun Mohuang's face.
This little girl is thinking about something.
He became the Demon Emperor of the Nine Netherworld back then. On the one hand, it was due to his bloodline, and on the other hand, he had fought his way through a bloody road to achieve his current status.
"pain."
Jun Mohuang covered his face.
"Come here, let me rub it so it won't hurt."
Di Lingtian said he was rubbing it, but actually he lowered his head and kissed it.
"Wow, the young lady in red asked Emperor Zun to take the initiative to say hello. The young lady in red is so powerful!"
"Miss red, please accept my knee!"
The interaction between Di Lingtian and Jun Mohuang made the demonic civilians below who were shouting for Jun Mohuang instantly boil with enthusiasm.
In their impression, Emperor Zun was as cold and cold towards women as a thousand-year-old glacier, and he had always been dismissive of them.
Now, they actually saw Emperor Zun taking the initiative.
The thousand-year-old iron tree is blooming, amazing, amazing!
The third level of the black ship.
"Yaoyao, what should we do? We are completely suppressed by Jun Mohuang."
Han Yiyi's face was even uglier than her dead father.
According to her and Mu Yaoyao's plan, this was their first plan to seriously injure Jun Mohuang.
There must be no voice shouting for Jun Mohuang. She must be embarrassed and ugly, so that Emperor Zun can leave an impression on himself and Mu Yaoyao.
In the end, no one knew what kind of conspiracy Jun Mohuang had used to turn the situation around in an instant.
What's more, I don't know what she did just now, but the shouts for her and Mu Yaoyao were completely suppressed.
Not even a sound can be heard now.
Everyone's enthusiasm was brought to her side by Jun Mohuang.
"I have a solution."
Mu Yaoyao bit her lip.
Jun Mohuang, you are indeed not a light-saving lamp.
With such a face, he can still perform such a beautiful comeback.
She underestimated the enemy.
But so what, she, Mu Yaoyao, also had a way to get back into the situation.
After the demonic civilians below calmed down to the normal level with Jun Mohuang, Mu Yaoyao suddenly tapped her toes and jumped lightly.
Sitting on the railing on the deck in an extremely enchanting posture.
In an instant, her action attracted the attention of many demon civilians below.
Mu Yaoyao pretended to adjust her clothes and pulled the hem of her skirt.
(End of chapter)