Villains have special death skills

Chapter 83 Women's Clothing Boss in Another World (34)
This night, the demon world is destined to not be peaceful.

The local people of the Demon Realm automatically shut the door tightly, for fear that if they accidentally discovered some secrets, their lives would be lost. To live in the Demon Realm, one must have the awareness to raise one's head.

Legend has it that the newly appointed Demon Lord Wanqi was so masculine that he abducted two Taoist disciples of Zhilan Yushu from the Wuji Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world, back to the Demon Realm, and treated them as guests of honor.

Legend has it that on the night when the demon king returned again, the howling sound resounded throughout the demon world, and the bloody smell permeated the demon world for nine days and nine nights.

Legend has it that the Demon Lord expelled all the rebels into the Abyss of Darkness, making them unable to stand up forever...

However, legends are just legends.

When Su Shunqing woke up from Mozun's bed, the side of the bed had been cold for a long time, she yawned, took a look at the dark sky, put on her coat, her eyes were sleepy, she forgot to put on her shoes, her white feet stepped on the The cold ground instantly wakes up quite a bit.

"Where did you go?" Su Shunqing muttered. At this time, her long hair was still untied, and the dim light softened her angular face in the past. In recent years, she has gradually changed, such as her skin color at the beginning. Rumi is so heroic, after a hundred years of precipitation, she can now be called a handsome gentleman with red lips and white jade tree Qiongzhi, in which she can see a little bit of hardship.

"I can give up all my ambitions, give up the position of the next Demon Lord, give up all the glory and wealth, give up all the beauties, including Bi Wanyue, including all my confidante, all I need is Your Majesty's promise?" Wen Yuheng's helpless and sighing voice came to Su Shunqing's ears through the window.

Su Shunqing froze when she was drinking water, she was looking for the source of the sound while holding the water glass.She stood under the casement outside the main hall, and through the casement she could get a glimpse of the inside of the hall. She saw Wan Qiling's blond hair draping over her shoulders like a waterfall, and the bright luminous pearl light softened Wan Qiling's beauty tip.

He leaned lazily on the throne, with half of his hand propping his chin, his eyelids seemed to have not been lifted, his vermilion lips glowed seductively under the soft light, his beauty was like jade, he should look like Wan Qiling, His skin is like jade, radiant and delicate, his elbows exposed outside the red clothes make people look sideways.

Su Shunqing's eyes lit up, the Demon Lord was so delicate that countless Taoist disciples bowed down.

"Oh?" Demon Venerable replied with a lack of interest, without even lifting his eyelids.

A look of sadness flashed in Wen Yuheng's eyes below, he showed unwillingness, and asked bitterly: "Why does Your Majesty treat senior brother like this, but not me, what am I not as good as senior brother?"

Hearing Su Shunqing's words, I am interested, brother, when you ask this sentence with self-knowledge, you will lose. How can you be better than me?
Which biscuit are you?
"Wen Yuheng, I ask you, what do you want me to promise you?" Wan Qiling heard Wen Yuheng talk about Su Shunqing, and his curiosity was aroused in his heart. The bloody pupils seemed to be full of vitality, making it hard to look away.

Wen Yuheng was overjoyed, there was hope.

He took another two steps towards the Demon Lord. The distance between them was only three steps at this time. Wen Yuheng could clearly see the Demon Lord's curly eyelashes fluttering like a small fan. With red lips, he wanted to crawl at the feet of the Demon Lord, longing to become the Demon Lord's man like his senior brother.

"Yuheng...Yuheng wants to recommend himself to be the demon king's man." Wen Yuheng seemed to be hard-hearted, closed his eyes suddenly, and roared out the words in his heart with great arrogance.

For a moment, only the echo of Wen Yuheng's roar remained in the quiet hall...

The man who became the demon king...

A man who is a Demon Lord...

The Demon Lord's man...

Wan Chengling frowned her thin eyebrows that slanted into her temples, and tightly grasped the back of the throne. He said coldly and expressionlessly, "Ben, seat, no, good, broken." , sleeve, it, addiction."

Outside the main hall, Su Shunqing, who was eavesdropping under the window casement, petrified smoothly. I'm going to ask you, what kind of biscuit are you? I knew you wanted to pick on my wife and put a green hat on me? ! ! !

"Ding——congratulations to the host for triggering the main mission, 'The serf turns over and sings, take off the cuckold today', our goal is to beat up the old king and embrace the beauty..."

Su Shunqing was full of anger in her heart, she didn't check for a while, the cup in her hand was crushed, the tea flowed out of her hand, and she turned the cup into ashes, she slowly took out a handkerchief from the storage space, and wiped off the cups in her hands one by one tea.

The serf turned over and sang, took off his green hat today?
Beating up the old king fatly, and hugging the beauty back?

This task really makes people unable to restrain the prehistoric power.

"But Your Majesty Mozun, aren't you a woman?" Wen Yuheng's thoughts were so chaotic at this time that he couldn't even notice the slight movement outside the hall and under the window. He spoke surprisingly and looked anxious.

"You wretched fertilized egg, if the senior brother doesn't educate you today, you don't know what it means that a senior brother's wife can't be bullied." Su Shunqing couldn't help it at this time. She came out in a hurry, wearing obscene clothes, a coat, and shoes. She didn't wear it, and at the moment when she was furious, the jacket fell outside the hall as she rushed into the hall. She was holding a long sword with a cold light in her hand, approaching Wen Yuheng step by step with a cold face.

A look of panic flashed across Wen Yuheng's face, and then he calmed down.

Wan Chengling, who was a troublesome woman, frowned. He had already noticed that Su Shunqing was under the window outside the palace, but it was difficult for him to open his mouth to drag her out. He didn't want such an embarrassing thing to happen.

"Who doesn't love beauties since ancient times." Wen Yuheng defended himself and couldn't help but sweat from the palms of his hands. It was extremely embarrassing to be caught by his senior brother to confess his favorite person.

"Keep your dog eyes wide open, Wan Qiling is a man of seven feet, not the girl Jiao'e you mentioned." Su Shunqing gritted her teeth and said, pointing at Wen Yuheng with the sword, the cold blade flickered coldly.

"What?" Wen Yuheng had an unbelievable look on his face, and then he blurted out: "But His Majesty Mozun said, don't you have the habit of breaking your sleeves?"

"Junior brother's blindness should be cured," Su Shunqing said with a cold smile, "Junior brother, you know too much. People who have no strength and know too many secrets are not worthy of living in this world.

Su Shunqing pressed forward step by step, and the cold blade reached Wen Yuheng's neck. At this time, Wen Yuheng realized that he might really have an eye disease. Under the soft light, the elder brother of the sect usually has a soft complexion, red lips and white teeth, and is very handsome. There are five points of posture that look like a woman, could it be, could it be...

Wen Yuheng felt that he was infinitely close to the truth.

"Fight back, don't hurt him." After all, Wan Qiling, the next Demon Lord, intends to let Wen Yuheng take over. Wen Yuheng will definitely strengthen the strength of the Demon Realm. Wan Qiling doesn't want to lose a successor, and the years are endless He is tired of bloodthirsty battles for thousands of years.

When Su Shunqing heard this, her heart was burning with anger, and she asked coldly, "Do you love him?"

After all, it was the shadow of swords and swords, and the lights of colorful spells flashed in turn.

Wan Chengling pressed her temples with a headache, this tormenting little guy was sent by Heaven to torture him, right?

Legend has it that two Taoist disciples brought back by the Demon Lord fought for favor in the Demon Palace in the middle of the night, and a Taoist disciple from Zhilan Yushu left the Demon Realm angrily on the second day.

——From "Three Realms Bagua Books and Excerpts" from "Three Realms Bagua Books"

　In other words, on August [-] in those years, the big drama really started~
　　
　
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