One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Chapter 1531 The Devil's Little Wife (18)

Ling Qiong had a bold idea in her mind: "Do you think our king is that kind of demon?"

"Impossible!" Shu Er immediately denied: "The power of the demon is very different."

Ling Qiong: "Have you seen the Heavenly Demon?"

"...No." The Heavenly Demon will only come out once in tens of millions of years. He is the chosen son of the Demon Race. He is not so lucky.

"So, you don't know what the power of the demon is like." Ling Qiong analyzed it for him, and finally said: "Why can't it be our king?"

Beam Two: "..."

Shu Er still finds it impossible.

Heavenly Demon can make all the demons submit and follow, it is out of instinct.

but……

This king of theirs has come to this point by bloody means, and everyone is more afraid of him.

Shu Er scratched his head: "Does it matter if the king is a demon? He... is very powerful. Even if he is a real demon, he probably won't be his opponent."

"Doesn't that sound more classy?"

"..."

This title is on the side of the human race, but everyone is shouting.

What is there to argue about!

And their king doesn't need this false title, the king relies on strength.

...

...

After finishing his work, the Demon King went back to the courtyard that had been arranged for him. He opened the door and thought of Ling Qiong, and asked the Demon Race behind him, "Where's Feng Qingwu?"

"Miss Feng didn't come out of the room after she came back." Mozu said.

"Go and see."

"yes."

The Mozu led him the way and led him outside Lingqiong's residence.

The devil looked up and saw the little girl sitting on the roof, with a huge full moon hanging behind her, and the moonlight inlaid a faint halo around her, which was holy and beautiful.

The demon king waved back the demons leading the way, and jumped onto the roof, "What are you doing here?"

The little girl was sitting on the roof, with drinks and various snacks beside her, quite leisurely.

"think about life."

"oh?"

The devil sat down beside her: "What did you think?"

"Not every chosen one is rich." There are also poor ghosts.

"???"

The Demon King always felt that he was incompatible with the ideas of this human girl.

Why did she suddenly have such an idea again?

"Who is the Chosen One?"

"Of course it is..." Ling Qiong turned her head, her eyes lingered on his face, and after a while she managed to say something: "Wang, you...you seem to be more beautiful."

The previous demon king is also very good-looking.

But it seems to look better now.

The little deer in Lingqiong's heart began to bump wildly, reaching out to touch that too beautiful face.

The Demon King held her wrist, "What are you doing?"

"I want to touch you." The little girl was very honest, trying to prostitute herself for nothing, "Is it okay?"

The little girl's jet-black star pupils are covered with shattered moonlight, the shattered light shimmers and ripples, intoxicating the soul.

The devil's mind moved slightly, and he had an urge to agree to her.

But this impulse was quickly suppressed, he exerted a little force with his fingertips, and then pushed her away, "No."

Ling Qiong pursed her lips, "Stingy, what's wrong with touching it! You won't suffer!"

"you have not answer my question yet."

"I'm not happy, I don't want to answer." Ling Qiong poured the wine on her own, drank three glasses in one gulp, as if angry, "I won't tell you."

"..."

The Demon King suspected that what she just said was nonsense.

What the Chosen One...

How would she know who is the Chosen One?

The Demon King took the wine jug from her hand, conjured a wine glass out of thin air, and poured himself a glass.

Ling Qiong glanced at him from the corner of her eye, then leaned closer, completely forgetting that she was still angry, "Wang, let's have a drink!"

The devil shook his finger, and a little of the wine in the wine glass spilled out.

"What's going on in your head?" How did she suddenly jump to handing over glasses of wine!

The little girl has gentle eyebrows and tender eyes, "I miss you."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Do happy things."

The Demon King was amused for some reason, but there was danger hidden in his eyes, "Are you Feng Qingwu?"

Yan Yao said that something was wrong with her, but she couldn't find anything wrong.

Although he had never been with this human girl before, he probably knew what kind of person she was from Yan Yao.

"No, too."

The devil didn't expect to get such an answer. Her generous and calm appearance didn't seem to have any secrets.

"How to say?"

The little girl smiled: "It's not the Feng Qingwu of the human race, but your Feng Qingwu."

"Yeah?"

Lingqiong was full of heart, and nodded again and again: "Yes, I still want to be your queen."

The devil laughed: "Then you still want to give birth to me?"

The little girl's expression changed, she hesitated, and then said something surprising: "If you want... can we try now?"

"..."

...

...

The Demon King refused to have a try with Ling Qiong, and the two sat on the roof, you and I drank a glass of wine, didn't talk much, and didn't know what the other was thinking.

The Demon King didn't really want to spy on whether she was Feng Qingwu or not.

……unimportant.

The previous Feng Qingwu was a stranger who could be used by him.

Now this... is interesting.

"Feng Qingwu."

"Huh?" The little girl's cheeks were slightly flushed, she seemed to be drunk, and her body was staggering, "Wang, you are so beautiful."

"..."

The devil lifted her up to prevent her from falling.

But the little girl was like sticky candy, she couldn't take it off when she touched it, and she poured it on him.

"I'll ask you one last time, why did you choose to help me in the holy mountain?"

The little girl who was stuck to his body nodded his sideways face with her fingertips, smiled and bent her eyebrows, her sweet voice followed the wind, "Because... because you are good-looking."

The Demon King slapped away the hand she was about to drop, and called her gently: "Feng Qingwu."

This is not the answer he was looking for.

The little girl pursed her lips, arched her head towards him, and said in a softer voice, "Because you said, you won't let me die. I don't want you to die either."

"Why?"

"Why..." The little girl got a little impatient, "It's love at first sight."

"love at first sight?"

"Yes!" The little girl suddenly raised her voice: "It's love at first sight! I really like you."

"..." Is this drunk? "I am a demon."

"What's wrong with the demon clan? Can't the demon clan like it? I just like the devil king. The devil king is good-looking, and the devil king is so expensive... woo woo woo."

"???"

The little girl suddenly began to cry. At first she was sobbing softly, and then she cried so hard that she was heartbroken.

When the devil faced the most dangerous beast, he didn't feel so sad at this moment.

The petite ball in her arms is not a monster with teeth and claws, she doesn't have a hard shell. That soft body, like the clouds in the sky, will disperse when the wind blows.

That soft cry seemed to melt his heart.

The Demon King froze for a while, and raised his hand to hold her head: "Don't cry."

The little girl sobbed, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why are you so expensive?"

"...I'm not expensive." She didn't know where she got this statement.

Ling Qiong patted his chest: "You know nothing about yourself."

"..." He didn't even understand himself, so who else would understand? "you're drunk."

"Yeah." The little girl kept a straight face, nodded solemnly, and laughed again in the next second: "I'm fascinated by you."

"..."

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