Red pupils appear! Control time! The reborn daughter explodes

Feng Jingyou followed what the short woman said and went to find the dean first.

The dean was surrounded by people on both sides. When he saw her, he asked casually, "How is this woman's consciousness today?"

Feng Jingyou didn't say much, just uttered two words: "Very good."

The dean nodded and said, "It seems like she is a promising young talent. We should educate her more in the future."

After saying this, he pushed away the woman beside him and walked in front of Feng Jingyou.

Feng Jingyou kept his head down the whole time, not giving the dean any chance to see through him.

"It's just right. Come with me. Today is an extremely important matter. You must be extremely cautious."

The dean was actually a little unsure, as this was his first time trying the Hypnotic Magic Ritual.

Feng Jingyou's pupils sank.

Are there any other tasks?

Soon, the dean brought Feng Jingyou to the luxurious palace she had been to before, which was also the place where the dean met with the Demon Priest.

"When the demon festival comes, you can take the opportunity to look into his eyes and hypnotize him."

"You just ask whatever questions I ask you next, understand?"

Feng Jingyou was shocked, but still nodded mechanically.

Hypnotic Demonic Festival? The dean must be kidding.

"good."

The dean has a good habit of praising her every time after giving instructions.

I do not know how long it has been.

Feng Jingyou felt the breath of the demon sacrifice.

The next moment, a gust of black wind broke in through the door.

"You are always so domineering," the dean said, not knowing whether to praise or insult Moji. "Every time you come, the door has to be changed."

Mo Ji glanced at him and said in a cold voice: "You seem to be unable to find your position."

When the dean heard this, he immediately shut up.

"I took the liberty."

No matter what, the dean must be at a disadvantage in the relationship between him and the demon priest.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Ji's words were very concise and he didn't want to say much to the dean.

He glanced at Feng Jingyou, picked up the wine bottle, and took a big gulp: "Why is there someone else?"

The dean smiled awkwardly and hurriedly explained to Moji: "She is a puppet. I'll let her give you a massage later. Her technique is very good."

A hint of disgust clearly flashed across the demon priest's expression.

For some reason, he used to be interested in beautiful women, but after seeing Feng Jingyou, he always felt that other people and demons were missing something.

Maybe it’s her appearance, maybe it’s her aura, or maybe it’s her unique spirit.

"Let her go out—"

Before Mo Ji could say anything, the dean changed the subject: "By the way, Feng Jingyou returned safely and got the Belly Corpse Poison."

He knew that once Feng Jingyou was mentioned, Mo Ji would be distracted.

At least that was the case last time.

"This king knows."

Mo Ji's tone was flat, without any trace of emotion.

"How is she doing lately? Are there any strange people around her?"

The dean thought for a moment and said, "Not really. She is very dazzling. There is no one more dazzling than her in the academy."

Then the dean added: "No one is as good as her."

He is testing.

Mo Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, and for some reason, the image of Mo Wuchen appeared in his mind.

He immediately dismissed his own thoughts. Why should everything belong to him, Mo Wuchen?

“There is no God either.”

Mo Ji tightened his grip on the wine bottle. The dean had no idea what he meant by this and could only smile politely.

"Yes, I think the demon tribe seems to be lacking something. Otherwise, when can I let Feng Jingyou go to the demon tribe to have a visit?"

"Do not."

The demon priest quickly refused.

"Don't push her."

When saying this, Mo Ji's voice became less cold.

Mo Wuchen would not force her, and neither would he. He just wanted to do better than Mo Wuchen.

"What's going on with the Gods?"

Mo Ji changed the subject. He didn't want to think about Feng Jingyou's affairs at this time.

The dean paused and replied, "The elders of the God Clan said that his daughter is about to marry the Emperor."

Hearing this, Feng Jingyou was obviously stunned, but because of the dark blue robe covering his face, Mo Ji and the dean did not notice it.

"If the Emperor is unwilling, he will use his authority as an elder. Anyway, he said you can rest assured."

The dean felt very strange, but he dared not say anything.

Mo Ji sneered: "I want to see how capable he is."

The dean was a little confused. After thinking about it, he asked, "In fact, we can directly use the elders of the God Clan to take down the God Clan. Why go through so much trouble? If we let the daughter of the God Clan elder marry the God Clan Emperor, wouldn't it make their relationship even better?"

He has always been confused about this. Although he doesn't know who the emperor is, he always feels that both the gods and demons care about him very much.

"What do you know?"

Mo Ji glanced at the dean with an unhappy look on his face.

"What kind of powerful figure do you think he is in the God Clan? He is just an elder. If it weren't for his high status, he would have died long ago."

"His ambition is not just to be an elder. It's just wishful thinking."

Mo Ji was very clear about this.

The reason why Mo Wuchen didn't kill him was because the ancestors of the elders of the gods had made contributions to the gods, so the gods have always had an unwritten rule that all gods must respect the elders.

Even if Mo Wuchen is the Emperor, he cannot touch the elders at will unless there is a very legitimate reason.

Therefore, even if the elder’s strength is average, he still enjoys a very high status in the God Clan, and can even suppress Mo Wuchen.

Seeing that Mo Ji was distracted, the dean immediately winked at Feng Jingyou, signaling her to come over.

But Feng Jingyou was a little uncertain.

Will it work if her pupil technique is used on the demon priest?

But the short woman's hypnosis skills were not as good as her pupil skills, and the dean dared to let her try...

She raised her eyes and glanced at Mo Ji, the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

The demon priest seemed to notice her gaze and turned to look at her.

When their eyes met, Feng Jingyou began to use his pupil technique.

"Demon King?"

The dean called out tentatively.

But Mo Ji just looked at Feng Jingyou without saying a word.

The dean called out to Moji again: "Demon King? Can't you hear me?"

The demon priest still didn't react at all.

The dean immediately relaxed. He patted his chest and said, "It worked. I didn't expect hypnosis to work on him."

The dean sat down with a swagger and threw away the wine bottle of the magic sacrifice.

"Ask him first - what he plans to do after it's done."

After saying this, the dean seemed to have thought of something and regretted it:

"Wait, ask him something else first."

"Ask him how he feels about Feng Jingyou."

The dean had his own plan in mind. If Mo Ji really liked Feng Jingyou, then he would send Feng Jingyou over to him.

After all, with Feng Jingyou's beauty, it is possible that Mo Ji would indulge in beauty every day, in which case he would be the biggest beneficiary.

Feng Jingyou felt a little resistant inside, she didn't want to ask this kind of question.

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