Return of the Demon King of Another World

The reported His Majesty the Pope was thrown into the primeval forest to accompany the monsters!

"Your Highness Fifth, let it go." Xi Li reminded blankly. The members of the Paladin squad are basically from the big families in the Holy City. They have been fighting and fighting since they were young. He is trying to persuade them to fight. What, or add to the chaos?

Ian is not a blind prince, he can always find the bottom line of Xili, anyway, he is not afraid of finding people in Kendia, so he let go of his hand very readily, and then brought out Fresnel behind him .

"Don't you have something to say to Xi Li? I'll give you a chance!"

Xi Li looked up, Fresnel bit his lip and looked at himself, his flushed face showed embarrassment and helplessness, or there was a kind of anger, that's right, bowing your head in front of so many princes and nobles is always a thing Very embarrassing thing.

"Is something wrong?"

Xi Li looked indifferent, with a half-smile, as if he didn't care, which seemed to be a great irony to Fresnel. After the soft words of his father's advice fell into his mouth, he couldn't utter them any more. Isn't he a student of the Pope?If it was Qin Mu who paid attention to him that day, wouldn't it be different if the elf was willing to play with him?

The reluctance in his heart suddenly turned into a provocation, "Has your dark attribute become light?"

The voice was not loud, the boy's voice was crisp and pleasant, but the surroundings were suddenly so quiet that even the drop of a needle could be clearly seen. The noble ladies covered their mouths with feather fans, revealing only a pair of eyes watching the show.

"Oh, what a spoiled brat."

It wasn't just someone who said something in a low voice, which immediately caused a chuckle. Fresnel's face immediately turned pale and then flushed. Obviously, he remembered his grandfather's father's instructions.

Mira's face suddenly became ugly, she turned her face and glared at Wesinger fiercely, the latter looked at her with a frown, as if he wanted to say something, but Mira turned his eyes away decisively.

"Well, Xi Li, Fresnel didn't mean that." Prince Ian said dully.

"Oh..." Xi Li turned to look at him, and Ian immediately closed his mouth.

Xi Li suddenly felt that it was a stupid thing to stay at this banquet, and it would be better to watch Qin Mu sleep.It's just that the name of the Dark Fallen was too famous back then, the reason why the most important people in the empire didn't show any fear was also worrying about this issue, right?

Raising his hand to push the long hair falling in front of him to the back, Xi Li raised his chin, glanced at these hypocritical faces one by one with a little arrogance and indifference, and said with a sneer: "When this empire expels me in the name of darkness At that time, it was ridiculous that the land that the mainland yearned for was bright, but the master of the temple accepted me as a disciple, he told me that the light and darkness of attributes only determine what kind of magic a person is suitable for, and it is here that really determines good and evil." Xi Li put his hand on his heart and sneered, "Only those who live in darkness know the value of light, and absolute light will definitely breed dark shadows."

At that moment, the holy priest lowered his eyes, blocking the brilliance in his eyes.No one here knows Xi Li's true identity, except him. He doesn't know whether it's because the Pope who doesn't look like him transformed the Demon King, or the Demon King himself is like this. At this moment, he firmly believes that even if the Demon King returns, he will admit it. In a word.

"Papa papa!" The paladins who were already squatting around Xili clapped their hands, and even whistled hooliganically.

There was excitement in Mira's eyes, and she smiled joyfully while hugging Prime Minister Morfa's arm.

Many people looked at each other and nodded silently.

There was a brief silence, and finally it was Emperor Edwin who came out to host, and the atmosphere of the dinner began to lighten up.Xi Li twitched the corners of his mouth at the Holy Priest boredly. The latter seemed to be in a good mood and nodded to him readily. Xi Li felt extremely relieved and greeted Melonte. He was about to leave the palace and go back to the chamber.

As soon as the protagonist left, the dinner was almost over, and only those family leaders gathered to discuss how to maximize the interests of their families in the selection of the most important saint son and saint daughter.

The Morfa family, under the eyes of everyone, seemed to leave the stage with ease, but they knew that the prime minister's mansion, which was empty from tomorrow, would have to open for business, with all kinds of bonds of favor.

Of course, the idea was good, but she found that she had just walked out of the gate of the banquet hall when Mira was blocked by Weisinger.

"Let's have a good talk." In the dark shadows, Weisinger's face was vague.

Mila didn't want to have anything to do with this man at all, but seeing her father shaking her head at her, thinking about this once in a while, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

The author has something to say: First of all, thanks to Ying Si for throwing a mine, bow down!

Then, I found it really hurt to write about this banquet!No matter, leave as soon as possible, anyway, there will definitely be a passionate collision between Morfa and Red'an at that time~

It seems a bit unnecessary to think about whether to let Xi Li enter the school to study now?

Uh, just to clarify, this article is not abusive, there is no emotional entanglement, and naturally there is a father-son entanglement!

☆, father and son

Wei Singer is very handsome, even after 14 years, a slight smile can still make a little girl who knows nothing about the world blush and her heart beats. Of course, Mira used to be one of this group of stupid girls.

Because it was the royal palace, although the two of them were aimless, they did not dare to wander around.

This seemed to be the first time in 14 years that Mira and Wiesinger spoke face to face, and there was a brief silence between the two of them.Until Mira stopped, looked up at Weisinger and said impatiently: "What are you going to tell me? If it's about Xi Li, then forget it, I won't interfere with his affairs."

The woman in front of me is very different from when she got married. Although she is still young and beautiful, all her publicity and edges have been rounded in the past 14 years. Only her eyes are still so sharp, even a little aggressive, with obvious disgust.

"It's indeed about Xili." Weisinger said, his tone was flat without too many ups and downs.

Mira raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Why, I wanted to kill him at the beginning, and tried my best to drive him out of Kendia, but now Xili is different, so I just stick to him eagerly. Ruide'an's backbone is really good. It's soft enough, you can bend it when you want, and it doesn't make any noise."

If this kind of sarcasm used to be, Weisinger would definitely turn around and leave, but now I don’t know if it’s because he’s getting older and mature, or because he’s thinking far enough in terms of interests.

"Yes, what you said is correct. Riedan never needed useless people. Xili back then..." Under Mira's fierce gaze, Wei Singer closed his mouth, well, this woman is different "Ahem, but now, as you know, Xili's status is different from the past, and Rider'an needs him."

Mira suddenly thought of an old question, why did she fall in love with this stinky man in the first place?At that time, the man who pursued her could go around the entire imperial capital twice, why was she struck by lightning and chose this one?

A wave of anger surged up from the bottom of her heart, she squeezed her fist, and stroked the interspatial ring with her fingers, afraid that someone could not help but pull out her magic wand.

"Is Ruide'an made of gold? You have to accept Xili if you need it? Didn't you think that child would be so famous?"

"Sorry..." Weisinger closed his eyes and whispered, "I will make it up."

Mira sneered, "It's too late, now Xili doesn't need it, by the way, you don't look in the mirror, the father of the future Pope of Light has such virtues as you, how pitiful! I'm afraid Xili will lose face!"

I thought Wiesinger would become angry, but Mira found that this man was good at patience, and he didn't look angry at all. Instead, he smiled in a low voice, "Yes, Xili is very beautiful and very temperamental. I really don't deserve to be his father. , but you can’t deny that it’s my blood that flows from his body.”

Mira gritted her teeth and didn't say anything, because this was the truth, and it couldn't be changed.

With one hand on her shoulder, Withinger looked into Mira's fiery eyes and said slowly, "I know you don't need me anymore..."

"Nonsense!" Mira clapped that hand down.

"Don't get excited, Mira." Withinger wisely didn't catch up, but said in a deeper voice, "You know, Xili can't bear Morfa's surname all his life, he needs to return to Red'an, Otherwise, the name of the illegitimate child will always follow him."

Mira's body froze, her eyes turned red, and she stared blankly at Weisinger, "You still have the guts to say whose fault it is!"

"Yes, it's my fault, but there's nothing you can do now, and you don't want the birth of the future pope to be a stain, do you?"

Mira didn't nod or shake her head. This was the most troublesome thing for her, and it was also the most direct reason why she never married Rufasa. For Xili, she could compromise on anything.

A woman's heart is always soft, especially if this woman is a mother.Weixinger continued his efforts, "You know, with Ryan's identity, I don't need him to do anything. He is still free, and he only needs to be given the last name of Ryan."

Speaking of this, Weixinger's intentions are very clear. Although what he said is correct, with Fresnel's aptitude and strength, he can participate in the final selection of the Holy Son without any effort from Sidley. Is it just that?

Mira suddenly laughed softly, looking at Wesinger's eyes full of cold mockery, "A surname is really nothing to Xi Li, but to you it is directly related to the chair of Patriarch Rid'an. Can you sit on it?"

Weixinger did not refute, "Everyone takes what they need."

Mira gave him one last look, turned around and left without saying anything.Wei Singer followed behind her, not too far away, until he saw Lufasa standing at the gate of the palace staring at him with burning eyes.

Weixinger didn't know why he stopped suddenly, and didn't say the phrase "you think about it" that came to his lips. Instead, he laughed at himself, and the beauty that belonged to him bloomed in the arms of others in an instant, and Still pushed it by himself.

Destiny isn't a fucking thing!

If Xili's dinner party was boring and full of hypocrisy, Qin Mu is now in hopeless sorrow.

The gloomy forest was rustling in the wind, and at some point the lights backed by magic dimmed. They couldn't see each other's faces clearly, and Qin Mu couldn't detect Bersheer's face and expression.

After waiting for a long time and being silent for a long time, Qin Mu finally said sullenly, "I thought you knew it a long time ago. After all, it's not a secret among demons."

When he was still weak, those broad shoulders shielded him from the wind and rain, and any criticisms and gossips were wiped out under the sword. Qin Mu suddenly wanted to cry, and he didn't want to lose this short-term guard at all. To the father who was angry with both men and gods.

The silent and resolute man turned his head to look at him, and said in a low voice, "That's right."

ha?Tears were brewing, and Qin Mu, who was about to take a tearful offensive, raised his head before his eyes were red, and looked at Berser's face with his mouth open. Since he knew it a long time ago, why didn't he open the problem until now?

Bosher had seen too much of Qin Mu's stupid look, but this time he just raised his eyebrows and didn't attack personally.

"Sit down, let's have a good talk." Boshir sat on the ground, put one hand on his bent knee, and the other hand on the ground covered with fallen leaves, and then motioned to Qin Mu, who showed up without any hesitation. Sitting with his legs crossed, he looked at Bersir with a fixed gaze, as if he was listening to teachings.

"Actually, when you were found by me, I began to doubt it. I was really sure that you were not Will at noon on the first day of training."

"So early?" Qin Mu was taken aback, but closed his mouth after Boshir gave him a faint look, and motioned for you to continue with a smirk.

Boshir continued: "You and Will have completely different personalities. You don't understand the world of demons at all, and you don't even know the most basic rules of the game in this continent. Of course, you may have amnesia and forget everything, but a person, handwriting is not good. It will change. The other day when you were lying in bed unconscious, I went through your notes, and there were so many things in it that I couldn't understand, and I don't think anyone else in the world can understand .”

Qin Mu sighed, "That's the language of my hometown."

Boshir nodded, "His Majesty the Demon King has lived for tens of thousands of years, or even longer, how many times have changed, and how many outstanding figures have fallen, but he has not paid any attention or even interest, because the only ones who can be compared with His Majesty are The king of gods has nothing else, and demons are nothing more than ants in his eyes. But you are... different."

In fact, there is no difference, it is nothing more than freshness, or in other words, there is no such deep-rooted fear of the devil in this world, which has become a stepping stone and opened up the blank emotional zone of the devil.

"Then why don't you expose it? As proud as you are, you wouldn't be willing to let a stranger occupy Will's position and identity?"

Qin Mu was filled with bitterness in his heart, pretending to be nonchalant and saying it, but he didn't expect to hear a deep laughter from Bershear, "I'm not sure who you are, Liya sees you as a real Will, His Majesty the Demon King looks at you differently, putting pressure on me overtly and secretly... The most important thing is that you are really similar to me, whether it is your face or personality, I think it is the compensation of the Creator God, I don't care anymore, since your blood can be integrated into Ananga, you can bring Ananga to another glory, and you regard Blackstone Castle as your belonging, then I am also willing to prop up a piece of sky for you, Will or Will, already It's not that important, as long as you are still my son, and you still call me 'Daddy', the relationship between a friend and a father and son is very good, the world is free and unrestrained, let me do my own thing, and it's enough for someone to see me off later."

A big hand stretched out to cover Qin Mu's head. The temperature from the palm warmed Qin Mu from the bottom of his heart. The corners of Qin Mu's eyes were still a little crystal clear, but those eyes shone with joy. With a smile, he bent his eyebrows and eyes, he was still that heartless Young Master Qin.

Qin Mu held the big hand in his hand, moved his body, leaned towards Berser's side, tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder, and put his hand into Berser's palm to absorb the warmth.

"Father, in fact, I can't tell if I am Will. Really, I can do everything he can do, and I will do it for him if he hasn't done it. I will definitely not let you do the mission of the Ananga patriarch." Disappointed, whether it’s you or mom, the place where you stay is my home, and I don’t have a sense of belonging anywhere else.”

"Stinky boy..." Boshir raised his other hand to pinch Qin Mu's face, and suddenly said with a smirk: "I put the ugly words here, if you do something to offend Anangka in the future, don't blame me for cleaning up the house! "

Although these words were not pleasant, Qin Mu felt sweet in his heart. After all, this appearance is Berser Anangya, but there was a question, "What if there is a conflict with the Great Demon King?"

Hearing this, Boshir turned his face away quietly, and the hand holding Qin Mu's face suddenly increased his strength, "Nonsense, naturally His Majesty takes the first place!"

"Wow! Dad, you're really good at it!" Qin Mu burst into tears in pain, and immediately jumped up from the ground, glaring angrily at some old and disrespectful demon.

"Okay, I never know what sadness is. I never thought that I would go into a sour literary tone for a few days. I can't stand it." Bossier also stood up, dusted off his body, and said coldly, " It is important to tell you that among the four major demon families, Fu Yeli and Tsleini are probably hopeless, and Labras is more difficult to say, but don't worry, as long as I am here, I will tie that guy up no matter what On our ship!"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Qin Mu felt relaxed and heavy again, "Father, I am the contractor and partner of the Demon King. Even if I am not an orthodox demon, at least I am the patriarch of Ananjia, right? Since they don't want to betray the Great Demon King, why didn't you listen to me?"

"Destruction scythe, understand?"

"kindness?"

"There is a difference between closeness and closeness. How many years has His Majesty's sickle been with His Majesty, and when did you start it? Besides, as the Pope of the Church of Light, how many demons do you think are balanced and truly convinced? In their eyes, if it weren't for you He is His Majesty's partner, the head of the Ananga family, and has long been regarded as a traitor just like Xili."

"Why do you have to distinguish so clearly..."

"Hehe, darkness is darkness, and light is light. How can you fuse alone? How can the dark people hate humans and change? What about those creatures on the edge? Can the blood race stop sucking human blood?"

"Uh..." Qin Mu scratched his head, not knowing.

Naturally, Berthier didn't expect him to understand, "I'm here to tell you that the dark world is no longer as peaceful as the catastrophe 1000 years ago, so be careful when sealing the scythe, there should be a lot of dark creatures at that time Grab the scythe."

"I see."

"Also, although it's not confirmed yet, some idiots have already been bewitched. You'd better make plans early and choose your next successor early."

Although Boshir said it casually, Qin Mu opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Father, you are still alive, and I won't die early, why choose an heir?"

"A new round of ranking of the four major families is coming soon. You...should be excluded. One of Ananjia must stand up."

"Isn't there still you..."

Before Qin Mu could finish speaking, Bosher shook his head, "I have given you the position of patriarch, and you will also be disqualified. The ranking of the clan is based on the strength of the patriarch. In two days, I will pick some qualified ones to come over. Let you take a look, order it first if you think it is suitable, and shut up those old things who haven't seen the Creator God yet."

"Okay, you can do as you see, I have no objection." Qin Mu nodded, suddenly thought of something, he asked, "Father, after the family ranking, what will happen if you fail?"

Boshir paused, looked at Qin Mu and said quietly: "Military power will no longer belong to Ananjia. Even though I am still the commander of the demon army, I have no right to directly mobilize the army. Hehe, after I become the patriarch, This power has not been changed, if it is not, it will be very serious."

Any history tells Qin Mu that politics comes out of the barrel of a gun, and without military power there is nothing!Suddenly, Qin Mu felt a lot of pressure.

The author has something to say: Look, Yaoyao is her own mother, she is not abusive~~

Well, customization will be available tomorrow, er, the cover is Demon King and Mu Mu, I wonder if everyone accepts black and white? (It is said that people are so expensive)

☆, Xili's forecast

If it is said that Qin Mu shouldered the dark tide of the scythe because of his love and guilt for the devil, then it was the deep-rooted sense of mission of Berser as the great devil that made him run around for it.

After watching Qin Mu's figure disappear into the shining magic circle, his indifferent expression immediately became heavy, blending with the surrounding darkness.

Qin Mu would not understand that the four dukes of darkness have a seemingly invisible bond with each other, especially that Berthier has worked with the other three for nearly two thousand years, and they already know each other's personalities well, forming a difficult relationship. The tacit understanding of speech.

So the Fu Yeli and Tsleini who were reborn this time may no longer be the original two...

When Qin Mu returned to the Holy See, Amidell was sitting on the big bed in his dormitory with his feet crossed, with his mouth open and his eyes narrowed, happily enjoying Xi Li's feeding, and Xi Li had already changed her gorgeous body. Wearing a bright dress with long hair and nightgown, she held cute animal biscuits and threw them into Amidelle's mouth with great interest.

Crackling, knocking, these two guys don't have too much fun!

Qin Mu came back with a heavy burden on his back. Seeing such a warm scene, he felt a little unbalanced in his heart. After all, it was because of this guy. He grabbed the biscuit in his mouth and stuffed it into his mouth. The mouthful of milk and the sweetness of strawberry jam suddenly made him feel very hungry.

Xi Li didn't know the resentment in Qin Mu's heart, and with a faint smile on his lips, he said softly: "Teacher, you are finally back." And with tears in his eyes, Amidell handed the delicate biscuit bag to Qin Mu Mu, got up and poured a cup of tea, then ordered the accompanying priest to prepare supper.

A series of actions, especially caring and gentle, Qin Mu opened Amidell's biscuit bag, poured all the biscuits into his mouth, and immediately felt relieved. He sat down on the soft bed and rubbed Amidell's The head asked, "How about the banquet tonight, do you want to continue in the future?"

Xi Li who turned back immediately shook his head, "It's too annoying, too noisy." After a pause, he said hesitantly, "Teacher, can someone else do the selection of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter?"

ha?Qin Mu stopped his hands, kicked off his boots and climbed onto the bed, stroked his chin and began to recall, finally he looked into Xi Li's serious eyes and said seriously: "I don't remember that I entrusted you with this task."

Xi Li was surprised, and then heard Qin Mu muttering, "I forgot that there is such a thing, oh, yes, I will use them to start the purification ceremony of the return of light two years later..." He raised his head and gave Xi Li Li gave a bright smile, "You can figure it out, whoever is pleasing to the eye will be fine, if you are really not interested in letting those under your hand be selected, just nod your head."

The corner of Xi Li's mouth twitched slightly, "Is this too casual?" There was a sense of irresponsibility.

But Qin Mu waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Cut, what kind of light return ceremony do you think really depends on those sixteen little devils? Isn't it when I release the power of light myself, their power is simply negligible. It's just for decoration, it doesn't matter if you go up."

"..." Xi Li suddenly felt that the nobles at the banquet tonight who were secretly and secretly with him were really a joke. He wondered if they would vomit three liters of blood when they heard the Pope's casual tone?

Amider has no biscuits, and there are lonely men and widows here in the dead of night. He pouted and prepared to evacuate himself. He couldn't hurt the light bulb or anything, so he might as well go to the kitchen in the backyard to steal snacks.

But just when he was about to flap his wings and fly out, Qin Mu grabbed his short legs and pulled them in front of him. Amidell yelled dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing, Mu Mu?"

At this moment, Xi Li was taking food from the attendant priest and put the plate on the counter next to Qin Mu's bed. Qin Mu took a small piece of bread and stuffed it into Amidelle's mouth, "Don't go, I will I have something to ask you."

When saying this, Qin Mu glanced at Xi Li, signaling that this one can go to sleep.

Xi Li was wearing pajamas, playing with Amidell until now, waiting for Qin Mu to come back, not just to meet and say a few words, seeing Qin Mu's eyes, he just ignored it with a smile, and instead sat on the opposite side of the big bed Sitting down, he looked like he wanted to listen to the teachings.

"What does Mumu want to ask?" Amidell held the bread in both hands and asked vaguely.

Qin Mu looked at Xi Li reflexively, and saw a trace of grievance in the latter's scorching eyes, he twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly couldn't bear to drive him out, so he could only smack his lips, thinking to forget it.

"How much do you know about the sickle of the Great Demon King? Is there a high chance of possessing the demon?"

In fact, it would be better to ask the God King or the High Priest of Darkness, but Qin Mu is too lazy to teleport back, and the same is true for catching Amidell.

When Amidell heard this, he habitually glanced at Xi Li, who blinked with an innocent and confused expression, and even smiled at him.

"It's not that big. The demon's will is much stronger than that of human beings. It's not easy to possess a sickle, but... the demon is the race closest to the darkness, and it should be his favorite host."

"Favorite?" Qin Mu rubbed his chin and said suddenly, "What if it was just reborn? The soul should not be stable yet, no, it should be forced to wake up from a deep sleep."

"Oh, that's very easy, Mu Mu, you mean..." Under Qin Mu's stare, Amidell secretly glanced at Xi Li and closed his mouth.

But Xi Li said leisurely: "I remember, the dark Duke Fuyeli and the Duke Clany have just been reborn, right, teacher?" After speaking, he gave Qin Mu a mischievous look.

"...Yes, wait, how did you know?" Qin Mu and Amidell looked at Xi Li in surprise, the latter shrugged and said casually, "Do you still remember that night, Duke Labras looked for I."

"..." Sure enough, he is a guy who has more than enough success than failure, Dad, are you sure you won't capsize that guy by tying him to our boat?Qin Mu curled her lips in disbelief.

"Teacher, did you go to see Bershire just now?"

"You know again?" Qin Mu gave Xi Li a sideways look.

"Guess." Xi Li smiled, with a little shyness, "Every time you see the dark people, you are always in a bad mood, but if you are other demons, you will not go out to meet them in person, so only Bo Hill."

This is all observed in detail, Qin Mu has to admit that he has a sweet heart and a little pride at the same time, and of course he also has the embarrassment of being seen through.

"It is recorded in ancient books that the weapons of demon kings and god kings belong to divine weapons. It is rumored that divine weapons have their own will and thoughts, and ordinary people cannot control them. Then the one in the sickle... escaped, and it is very likely that it is possessed by those two. On a duke?"

Xi Li guessed, didn't look at Qin Mu, but kept staring at Amidell, the little thing opened its mouth in surprise and still had half a piece of bread in it, and finally nodded, the smile on Xi Li's face immediately deepened up.

Qin Mu found out with a headache that even if he tried his best to isolate Xili from this dark tide attack, this dead boy could slowly discover little by little from other people's words.

Well, well, Qin Mu had no other choice. Under Xi Li's expectant eyes, he talked about the upcoming family ranking and the consequences of the transfer of military power. Of course, he didn't mention a word about the devil king.

Xi Li lowered his head, thought for a moment, then raised his head to look at Qin Mu and said slowly: "Now it's two to one, as long as Duke La Blas falls to that side, Ananga has no chance of winning. If I It's the two dukes..."

Qin Mu looked at Xi Li's lips and looked forward to the next content. Amidel wiped off the bread crumbs on his hands, and stared at Xi Li with wide eyes.

"If I were them, instead of trying my best to win the Duke of Labras over..." Xi Li lowered his head, paused, and then continued, "It's better to support another Duke of Labras, As long as there is an accident in the current job... Everyone only knows that Ananga and Labras have a long-standing grievance, and Berser's strength is god-level again..."

But before Xi Li finished speaking, Amidell exclaimed, "Mu Mu!"

Xi Li raised his head and found that Qin Mu stood up suddenly, with an unusually ugly expression on his face. He immediately closed his mouth, feeling a little uneasy. Although it was just a hypothesis, Xi Li didn't want Qin Mu to think that he was too scheming.

But at this moment, Qin Mu didn't realize Xi Li's worry. His mind was full of his own father. With his understanding of Bershire and the man's strong sense of responsibility, it was not difficult to guess what he would do after he left. place.

When Qin Mu thought of this, he immediately put on his leather boots and hurried out, but he didn't want Xi Li to stand in front of him.

"Teacher, I want to go with you."

"Don't mess around, there are a lot of people who want to see you tomorrow, haven't you had enough trouble tonight?"

"No, rather than meeting those hypocritical people, I would rather go to the Dark Castle with you, just let me see it!" Xi Li stubbornly didn't move away, he didn't want to be left alone by Qin Mu again, he wanted to To catch up with Qin Mu and face it together, the most important thing is that he feels that he is destined to let him know some secrets tonight.

"No, you don't have much strength. Do you want to take care of you if you drag me back?" Qin Mu's complexion darkened, and his sharp gaze went straight into Xi Li's eyes, only to see the latter grit his teeth and look away, then Bypassing Xi Li in an instant, a flash disappeared.

Xi Li clenched his fists and stared at the place where Qin Mu disappeared. Suddenly, he pulled Amidell who wanted to sneak away, and said coldly, "Send me there, Amy."

Amidell shook his head desperately, Xi Li directly raised it to his lips and whispered into his ear: "When I return, do you still want to stay by his side..."

The fluttering wings stiffened immediately, and for some reason, Amidell felt that Xi Li's eyes were blue and black.

Who in this world knows you best?Berthier must have raised the corners of his mouth frivolously, raised his eyebrows, sneered, and slightly slanted his eyes to the side, as if pointing disdainfully at the grinning Flame Duke, La Blas.

The so-called enemy is not right, and the enemy is the opponent. Although Berthier never regards Labras as an opponent, life is relatively boring. It is actually fun to quarrel with someone. Of course, the two big devils will never admit it.

So when Fu Yeli and Zilani had an accident, the only thing he was worried about was his own brat.

Labras?I'm sorry, Bersheer has never thought about it, it's too lonely to be invincible at the god level, isn't it?If you dare to confront him, just beat him until you nod your head.

Just as Qin Mu expected, after leaving Kendia, Berthier went directly to the south, and harassed the Duke of Labras late at night in the Fire Castle of the Hegabe Principality.

His son was the Pope of Light. Although Berthir entered the temple with a big swagger, it was only in front of those who knew him.But Flame Castle is different. Even though the Duke of Labras hung the sign "Ananga and Slime not allowed to enter" on the gate, Berthier still drank the tea made by the castle's butler and faced the nouveau riche's decorations. face disgusted.

So don't doubt that the common sense that the Duke of Ananga in the north will not appear in the south is absolutely wrong.

Tonight, the Duke of La Blas, lustfully stripped off the beautiful concubine who was newly admitted into the room, touched the smooth and delicate skin, sucked the sweet red lips, and the coquettish groans kept coming from his ears groans, when the extremely intoxicated Duke Labras was kneading his snow-white and tender chest and was about to enter the cave and enjoy the beauty under the bed... There was an eager knock on the tightly closed door. To the butler with that helpless flat voice: "My lord, Mr. Ananga is visiting, please go over immediately."

Labras' hands stiffened, his body stiffened, his penis was still stuck in the entrance, waiting to enter bravely and fiercely, the woman's coquettish voice seemed to be urging, but the knocking sound was not at all Plan to stop.

Why are you so blind, bastard!

"Let him wait!" Labras roared towards the door, blushing and planning to kick the stupid butler away tomorrow.

As soon as the voice fell, the knock on the door disappeared, and the woman couldn't wait for it. Under the unbearable heat, her lotus root arms wrapped around Labras' neck like a snake, "I hate it, my lord, hurry up..." She put her lips together, Intense kisses and panting resounded through the room.

But Labras always felt uneasy in his heart. He spread the woman's thighs, pinched the water snake's waist, and prepared to do it again...

"Bang—" the locked door opened, followed by a frivolous whistle, and then that extremely annoying voice appeared...

"Yo - Labras, I came at the right time, tsk tsk, take it easy when you are old, and you are the one who is exhausted!" Bosher took back the foot that kicked the door, and leaned against the door He looked playfully at the two snow-white bodies on the bed, and the big butler behind him was terrified by the statue.

"Bo, Xi, Er, Ah, Nan, Jia!" Labras squeezed out the bastard's name through his teeth with a gloomy face.

"Hehe, go ahead, leave me alone." Bersheer walked into the room slowly, glanced at the bed, the beautiful female demon gave him a wink without shyness, Bersheer raised his eyebrows, Blow