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Chapter 312 Immortal Monarch, I am Demon Lord (13)

Everyone: What the Demon Lord said seems to make sense.

The God in Tsing Yi is a sharp sword from the Heavenly Clan. As long as he turns the Heavenly Clan's sharp sword into a demon, what else do the Demon Realm have to fear from the Heavenly Realm?
Thinking of this, everyone smiled happily.

But only Yuan felt sorry for Li Yuan: "But Demon Lord, you know the thoughts of Demon Lord Li Yuan. If you do this, he will be sad if he wakes up."

Jiao Li stared at Yuan Xin and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Then what do you think I should do well?"

Yuanxin was slightly stunned, and she suddenly remembered that the Qingyi God was now the Demon Lord's sweetheart.

Now the Tsing Yi Celestial God has become a prisoner of the Demon Clan, and the Celestial Clan has lost an arm.

Moreover, the Celestial Clan will definitely not give up after being humiliated this time, and will definitely come back again in the future. There is no other choice but to kill the Qing Yi Celestial God.

But the demon king will not kill him.

So the only way is to turn him into a member of the demon clan.

Yuanxin didn't say anything in the end.

The entire demon clan agrees with Jiaoli's approach, and those concubines from Li Yuan are naturally more willing.

No one knew that Li Yuan liked Jiaoli, as long as Jiaoli followed other men, the danger index in the concubine's heart would plummet.

So that night.

Jiaoli opened the door to the palace, and the dim room was only illuminated by a weak light.

On the bed, a man in white clothes stood out in such an environment. Tsing Yi was lying on his back, supporting the side of his face with one hand, staring at Jiao Li with a half-smile.

"Are you back?" His tone was gentle, like a boudoir husband waiting for his wife to come home.

Jiaoli was wearing a red robe with wide sleeves, and her eyes were deep-set, making her look even more seductive.

She sat next to Qing Yi and hit her even if she wanted to. The punishment was enough, but her face was still indifferent: "Tell me, what should I do if you hurt someone from my demon clan?"

Qing Yi sat up and wrapped his white and strong arms around her waist: "You can do whatever you want."

With the wide palm resting on the waist, Jiaoli couldn't help her heart beating again, she turned her head suddenly and met the man's slightly raised eyebrows.

The long black hair slanted down and scattered on her shoulders, and the gaze she was looking at her was even more obsessive and bewitching.

He whispered in Jiaoli's ear: "In the deep palace, does the Mozun need to warm the bed?"

Such straightforwardness made Jiaoli frown slightly. Why did this man suddenly become such a gangster?
Jiaoli got up suddenly, and the long skirt under her body twirled into a dangerous and fascinating flower the moment she got up, she sneered: "Why hurt Li Yuan?"

Tsing Yi looked at her with a smile: "I did this to find you as soon as possible, you..."

Jiaoli suddenly planned: "Okay, I already know your intentions, but Li Yuan has no grievances with you, just to find me, just to kill innocent people?"

Tsing Yi got up and hugged her: "I have no choice, I don't know where you are, and you don't know that I'm here to find you, so I can only use this method to let everyone know that there is a god named Tsing Yi." people exist."

Jiaoli moved her hand, originally wanted to push him away, but for some reason this embrace became extremely gentle.

She heard Tsing Yi say again: "Fortunately, Li Yuan is only sealed, and he will wake up after ten thousand years. Jiaoli, it's been ten years. I miss you every day, and I don't want to see you again all the time."

Jiaoli's heart was suddenly melted.

The heart beats faster and faster.

Is that the feeling of heartbeat?

Jiaoli suddenly let go of him, grabbed his shoulders, and used hard force with her palms. The man's body flew directly onto the bed, and Jiaoli followed closely and sat on his waist, with a cold mouth: "Then try how much you want. I."

Tsing Yi's shock turned into joy: "I will let you deeply know how much I miss you."

(End of this chapter)