Wearing a book: I conquer the male protagonist with my beauty

Qing Chenxu was in a daze. Although he couldn't use the power of the demon king well, he still had a certain understanding of power.

But this set of evil skills of Duan Mu was almost unheard of by him: "You, what did you do to me?! How did you know this vicious technique?"

Duan Mu's face was serious, and he squatted in front of him: "This is my own self-created exercise, specially designed for you!"

"You should feel lucky. In order to deal with you, I sacrificed more than half a month, practicing day and night. It is for this day that I caused my master to guard the empty room alone every night!"

"Thank you for giving me this hands-on opportunity. Originally, I wanted to take it easy, but now everything is fine..."

Qing Chenxu finally remembered that Duan Mu locked himself in a small dark room every day for half a month, so he was premeditating today's usurpation?

"Duan Mu...it's not easy to be a demon king. Do you know how risky this position is?!" If the demon king is a good position, Qing Chenxu will definitely give it to him.

But it's not...

"Do you know if you just sit around? Or..." Duan Mu stretched out his hand and raised his jaw, "Or, are you unwilling?!"

Qing Chenxu behind the mask just wanted to persuade the tiger to return to the mountain, but Duan Mu showed his sharp claws at him, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly said, "Duan Mu! Stop, I'm...I'm..."

His throat suddenly became hoarse, and he couldn't speak a word.

After he reacted, he realized that everything that happened here today was actually planned by the dog system!Once I want to destroy, I will be silenced and controlled, and I can't help myself at all.

"What do you want to say?! Why don't you say it?" Duan Mu looked down at him with mocking eyes, "If you don't say anything, I'll send you home?"

Do not!Do not! !

Qing Chenxu was about to take off the mask immediately, but just as he raised his hand, he was immediately restrained by an unknown force, unable to move at all.

This time, is it a dead end?

Duan Mu's palm gradually condensed black energy, and with just one slap, this trash Demon Lord would vanish into nothingness, not even retaining his soul and body!

Seeing that the dead end was about to come to pass, Duan Mu stopped suddenly.

Because he suddenly realized that the pitiful appearance of this useless Demon Lord actually resembled his master, but so what?

After all, he is not the master. Now the master is obediently waiting for me to go back to pamper me at home. How could he come to this smoky place?

A trash, speaking of it, why should he feel sorry for a trash?With this kind of virtue, could it be possible to turn the world upside down?

It's not impossible to save his dog's life, it's just——

When the master came through the door and moved in, if he was gossiping, I had to coax him.so--

Eyes, tongue, tendons - none of them can be kept!

The viciousness in Duan Mu's eyes was fleeting, and there were two more balls in his hand, and as he crushed them, the man on the ground covered his face and cried like a wolf, rolling all over the floor.

Then the tongue, then the tendons!

After all this was done, the man on the ground had curled up into a bloody cat, whimpering in pain, and became a worm that could no longer chew its tongue.

"This deity is going to go out to handle the enthronement ceremony now. This bedroom will be the new house of this deity's wedding tonight. This deity restricts you to get out of here before dark, otherwise I will throw you on the street!"

Duan Mu left harsh words and left with a flick of his sleeves!

Qing Chenxu's injury has been systematically treated with pain relief, and the heart-piercing pain just now is gone.But his mentality has been greatly damaged!

Qing Chenxu's mood was so depressed that he couldn't love him, he only asked with his consciousness: "The system...why didn't he just let him kill me?"

[This was originally a dead end, it was a temporary decision made by the hero, which changed the ending of the host! 】

"Heh... is there anything you can't do?"

[The host now has two options: 1. Suicide. 2. Wait for the next dead end.After completing the selection, you will enter a new plot arrangement! 】

Qing Chenxu just wants to die now, but he still can't let go of his beloved Duan Mu in his heart: "I'm dead, can Duan Mu's memory still be preserved?!"

[I'm afraid it won't work. If the host still wants to evoke the hero's memory, he can choose 2. Wait for the next dead end.At that time, the system will arrange side tasks for the host as soon as possible to complete the collection amount! 】

"Okay, I choose 2."

Qing Chenxu's current strength is no longer able to return to the house alone, the system can only control a magic soldier to come in, hug him and leave quietly.

On the carriage back, Qing Chenxu suddenly remembered something, and with a thought, he released the little crow from the ring.

Xiaoya was still sleeping on Jian Li's lap at this point, when he opened his eyes, the world had changed.A passerby shook him awake.

After waking up, he found that he was holding Qing Chenxu's little ring in his hand, and there was a word written in lowercase script. As he read it intermittently, everyone in the ring was dragged out of the small world.

Everyone was at a loss, and it took a long time to get used to it.

The accused magic soldier sent Qing Chenxu back to the house, and entered through the main entrance. The housekeeper and his party hurried forward to help.

The housekeeper slowly took off Qing Chenxu's mask, only to see that behind the mask, those beautiful eyes were covered with blood.His pale complexion was even more bright red against the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Qing Chenxu's tendons in his hands and feet were severed, and he couldn't move at all. He could only hear panic-stricken crying from all around him.

Qing Chenxu knew that he looked very bad now, but he had no choice but to comfort him.

In the end, the housekeeper arranged for someone to treat his injuries. Qing Chenxu lay on the couch and told them all to leave with the words given by the system.

Otherwise, he cannot guarantee their lives.

On the other side, the hawk pigeon that informed Duan Mu was sent out, but the hawk pigeon was shot down with arrows by some naughty teenagers halfway through the flight, and it was roasted and eaten.

The letter was thrown aside and ignored.

Everyone in the house has left.Only Qing and Shen Xu were left lying on the couch desolately.He was waiting for Duan Mu to come back, but before Duan Mu came, he waited for a grand and festive welcoming team.

The visitor was dressed in bright red and green, knocked on the door for a long time but no one opened it, so he simply climbed over the wall and came in.

They also found that the house was empty, and finally they made their own decisions, went to the backyard, and found Qing Chenxu who was sleeping peacefully on the couch.

After Qing Chenxu treated his injuries and cleaned up his makeup, if he didn't look carefully, he thought he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Seeing his peerless beauty, Xi Niang immediately smiled and pushed him forward: "Get up, young master, today is your wedding day with the new Demon Lord!"

Qing Chenxu turned his head to her, raised his hand but put it down with difficulty.Seeing this, the bride quietly lifted his sleeves, only to see gauze was wrapped around his wrist, and blood was still oozing from the gauze.

God, isn't this a robbery?

This was the only thing that Xi Niang could think of, but no matter how surprised she was, she couldn't complain, she just smiled and said: "Young master, it's inconvenient, so let the servants help you change your clothes!"

Then a group of people came up and dressed Qing Chenxu with all their hands and feet. Their movements were quite gentle, and they presumably sympathized with him.

Qing Chenxu, who has put on makeup, is so beautiful.Especially that long black shiny hair, it feels so good!

It's a pity that she was robbed by force and married into the hell of the magic palace.

Qing Chenxu made people carry eight sedan chairs on their backs, and festive battles resounded all the way.