One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

That demon seemed crazy, several demons pressed down to take off his clothes, but unfortunately the clothes were ruined and couldn't be worn at all.

The little raccoon was suspicious in his heart, it was so good, why did the demons go crazy?

She couldn't help but look at the people next to her. The little girl was leaning on the corridor, holding a plate of fruits in her hand, eating one by one, leisurely and at ease, as if watching a play.

Can she make the demons go crazy?

The little raccoon finds it impossible.

Her strength...

This is still a magic palace full of magic energy, she can't use spells at all.

How did this demon go crazy?

They searched it over and found nothing.

The insane demon woke up from a sleep and couldn't remember what happened, let alone what he had done, as if he had been bewitched.

There are quite a few clothes like this in the magic palace, Xiaoli quickly found another one.

"..." You have too many clothes!

Lingqiong pulled off the corners of her mouth with a half-smile, held up the eldest lady's airs, and directed the little raccoon to put down her clothes, and then began to direct her to do this and that.

The little raccoon held back his fire, but he was also worried that what Lingqiong said, he would be replaced.

You know, those demons who were replaced never appeared again.

"Miss Feng, do you need anything else?" Little Fox gritted his teeth, wishing he could bite off a piece of her body.

Ling Qiong yawned, "No, I'm going to rest."

The little raccoon smiled grimly: "Then you have a good rest, and don't be late for the banquet tomorrow."

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Banquet.

The demons were shuttling back and forth in the hall to prepare the things needed for the banquet. Their busy figures made the solemn and solemn hall a little more lively.

At this time, the demon lord had arrived, and chatter and laughter flew out of the palace gate from time to time, drifting into the night.

"There is no demon lord, long time no see, what's the matter with you?" Before the people outside the hall came in, the voice came first, "Why does it look like you are dying soon?"

The man called Duwu Demon Lord was indescribably thin and weak, not like a Demon Lord, but more like a sick and weak scholar.

His complexion was also very bad, with a sickly paleness, and he really looked like he was dying.

He didn't even turn his head to look, his eyes were full of killing intent, "Shu Er, if you can't speak, don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Shu Er laughed and stepped into the gate of the palace, "I'm not saying hello to you, why are you still angry. Don't be angry, this is a magic palace, and you can't do anything, what should you do if you are so angry."

None: "..."

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became uncomfortable.

Even the busy demons could feel the killing intent.

The red-clothed demon next to him tried to smooth things over, "It's alright, alright, you two will pinch whenever you meet."

"He is cheap!" Du Wu scolded angrily.

Shu Er answered at the side: "I see you are going to die, happy."

"..."

The demon lord in red: "Come on, you two are still in the mood to quarrel. Do you know why the king summoned us here today?"

When the king was mentioned, both Du Wu and Shu Er fell silent.

It can be said that the king was bloody when he came to power.

There are several demon lords who died in his hands, and many of the current demon lords were replaced later.

At first everyone had nothing but fear of him.

Later, he led the demons to take down half of the human race very quickly, and everyone gradually gained some real respect.

But just when everyone thought that the centuries-long war was about to end and the human race would be trampled into the dust by them, he suddenly announced a truce.

Most of the demons refused to accept it, and some took the lead to make trouble.

result……

The result is - those who took the lead are all dead.

The demons suspected that he was an undercover agent sent by the human race.

Killing the same family is called cruelty.

Of course, if you want to secure your position as the Demon King, you need to be ruthless.

Shu Er raised his eyebrows: "Do you know?"

The demon lord in red said mysteriously: "I heard that humans have infiltrated this demon palace, and something almost happened."

A flash of excitement flashed across Du Wu's pale face: "Humans want to stir up trouble again? It just so happens that my knife can't wait to drink blood after a few years of truce."

Shu Er seemed to like fighting against each other, "How do you know that the devil summoned us to start a war?"

None: "..."

I don't want to talk to this idiot.

The demon lord in red said: "Whether you want to start a war or not, you don't take the initiative to bring it up. The attitude towards this matter is very strange. If you accidentally say the wrong thing, you will lose your head."

There are more and more demon masters present in the hall, and everyone is very unclear about today's night banquet.

"The friendly human race is here!"

The hall suddenly fell silent.

All the demons subconsciously looked towards the palace gate.

Outside the solemn black palace gate, a flash of bright red leaped into everyone's field of vision.

The little girl tied up a beautiful bun, Xu Shi stayed in the magic palace all year round, her skin was a little too white.

The crimson dress set her off like a porcelain white doll, standing gracefully at the gate of the palace, like a fragile crystal, afraid of breaking if touched.

But that fiery dress gave her a sense of dominance and dignity.

The little girl walked across the gate of the hall with her skirt in her hand, walked lightly with lotus steps, and walked into the hall.

A submissive smile appeared on Bai Nen's delicate face: "Why are you all looking at me like this?"

"You...you are Feng Qingwu?" Shu Er looked her up and down, he remembered that six years ago... she was still a little girl, her hair didn't even grow.

Ling Qiong: "If there is no second person with this name in this magic palace, then I should be."

Beam Two: "..."

The devil's golden house hides his charms!

No wonder the Demon King looked down on the beauties they paid tribute to over the years.

Ling Qiong glanced at the hall.

All the demon masters have not yet taken their seats, and they don't know how the seats are arranged.

Under the watchful eyes of the devil masters, Lingqiong walked to the first seat on the left and took a seat, and she did not forget to greet them: "What are you doing standing, sit down."

With this posture, it seems that she is the protagonist of today's banquet.

Demon Lords: "..."

If the king didn't come, who would dare to sit?

And that location...

Could it be that this person is very favored in the Demon Palace?

It shouldn't be.

If they were favored, they should have heard the news.

Or is the devil hiding it too well?

Everyone has their own thoughts, but no one responds to Lingqiong.

Ling Qiong didn't care, she poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip, and drank it slowly after the taste was good.

"The Demon King has arrived—"

The demon lord and other demons in the hall knelt down on one knee, put their right hands on their chests, and lowered their heads, no one dared to look up.

Only Ling Qiong sat there, looking out of the hall.

A handsome man came in from outside the hall. The pure black clothes were embroidered with dark patterns of vines, and covered with a light gauze dress. The sleeves of the clothes curled up beautifully in the wind.

In his slender hand, which was as long as Yuzhu, he held a bone fan, the fan was half-opened, revealing a scarlet color.

The man has noble features, but those eyes are red, as if soaked with blood, strange and coquettish.

"Feng Qingwu! Who told you to sit there!" Yan Yao who was following behind the Demon King suddenly shouted, "Come down!!"