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"Hey, this girl looks good, how about offering it to our devil?"
"Okay, that's great. It just so happens that the Demon King is in a bad mood these days. Send him a beauty to relieve him."
"Hahaha... yes!"
Feng Xin'er was carried away by two men dressed in black. The two men had dark patterns on their faces, which looked terrifying.
Feng Xin'er half-closed her eyes and was sent to a house, and soon someone dressed her up, wearing a naked tulle, and was sent to a bigger room.
There are already several women in this room, but none of them are as good-looking as her.
Feng Xin'er is very confident in her beauty, and now she only has her beauty to use.
As soon as the devil entered the door, his eyes fell on Feng Xin'er. Feng Xin'er smiled at him, and her whole body was charming.
The Demon King was instantly captivated. Compared to those trembling people who dared not even look at him, this beauty really suits his taste.
The Demon King picked up Feng Xin'er and entered the tent, and threw out a black mist. The women outside had all turned into dry bones, and the dry bones disappeared in place after a while.
It was as if there had never been a few beauties standing there.
As soon as the devil touched Feng Xin'er's body, he tasted the beauty, and from then on he only favored her, and took it with him wherever he went, for fear of losing this treasure.
This is a cauldron that can purify his skills, how could he not care about it.
Feng Xin'er hangs out with the Demon King every day, so she is naturally contaminated with his breath, and her dilapidated body is getting plump day by day under the nourishment of magic power.
Now her skill is about the same as before her spiritual power was abolished, she was thinking about how to convince the Demon King to go out and kill Leng Qi and the snake.
If it wasn't for them, how could she have ended up in this situation
"Report! Ma'am, we found two suspicious people in our territory." A little monster came in and said.
Feng Xin'er waved her sleeves, "Catch them back, if you can't catch them alive, it's fine to catch them dead."
"Yes, I will take my leave, little one."
Yu Qingyu crawled on Leng Yu's shoulders, and said weakly: "Little Si, if it doesn't work, you're going to waste your troubles again. I think it's good for us to find a small yard to stay in every day. You don't care." Meals, I take care of the food, just live like this, I can't ask too much."
Leng Yan didn't speak, he just wanted to cure him, even if the chance was only one in ten thousand.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass on the territory of our Demon King, come here! Catch it!"
Leng Yan looked at the circle of people surrounding them, with a calm expression, quickly took out the wheelchair from the storage ring and put Yu Qingyu on it, and started fighting with a few people with a pestle in his hand.
Yu Qingyu would silently recite the incantation whenever Leng Chu smashed the pestle wherever he wanted.
"Crackling" a lot of weapons fell on the ground.
Several monsters looked at each other and released black mist from their bodies.
Soon Yu Qingyu and Leng Quan were surrounded by black mist, and Leng Quan hurriedly separated a space with spiritual power.
"Let go of me, let me go, it smells so good!" Only a thin voice came from Yu Qingyu's mind.
"Who are you?" Yu Qingyu asked back.
"I am... I am Xiao Yaoyao."
"Pfft... Xiao Yaoyao, what are you? Where are you?"
"I'm in the hands of big brother!"
Big brother? Little medicine in hand? Yu Qingyu had a flash of inspiration, "Little Si, throw the medicine pestle into the black mist."
Leng Yu was puzzled for a moment, then threw the pestle out.
Why do you feel that the medicine pestle was bent just now? Is it my illusion
(end of this chapter)