The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor

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Lu Jiuque was stunned. She thought about many kinds of aunt's reactions. She didn't expect such unconditional trust.

Is this ... a loved one?

Under the messy hair style rubbed by Aunt Chang, Lu Jiuqian's face glowed with unnatural red light.

Fortunately, the dust smeared on her face blocked it, and she couldn't see anything abnormal, otherwise her fame would not be needed.

"What about Auntie Chang? How can Missy cooperate with Auntie Chang?"

"Well, you have to notify the people of Tian Yanzong, we are like this ... and then that ... and then ..."

One master and one servant discussed for a long time, and Lu Jiuqi returned to the room to change the **** rags, and Aunt Chang also made herself miserable, showing a sorrowful expression, screaming and ran away .

"Help! Shao Qingrou is crazy!"

"Help! Shao Qingrou is crazy! She is going to kill Li Gongzi of Tian Yanzong!"

"Shao Qingrou is crazy-Li Gongzi is in danger-"

"Help! Save Li Gongzi--"

...

When Aunt Chang left, the big devil at the top finally couldn't help laughing.

"Haha ... hahahaha ..."

Juvenile and clear tone, if the mountain stream Bingquan Dingdong, a bit, to penetrate into people's hearts.

Lu Jiuqian tightened his heart and looked up sharply.

Under Yuehua, the silver-haired and silver-eyed boy was raising his eyebrows and laughing, not as beautiful as a real person.

Lu Jiukui didn't expect to see the Big Devil again so quickly, but also showed him such a scheming look, and his expression was dull.

Wipe, what will he do when he cares about embankments?

How can you knock the big devil on the big devil?

The Big Devil ignored Lu Jiuqian's constipated face, stepped down from the height, as if walking through the clouds, and finally stood firmly behind Shao Qingrou, squinting gently: "Little servant, this is your sacrifice My son's first soul? "

With words, the big devil Yin Yin looked at Lu Jiuqiu.

When the night wind hit, the youth cloud sleeves flowed, quiet and lazy, like Haoyue dying.

A precious no-fiber dust, a pair of clear and dirty eyes, no evil in the world can infect him.

As if he should have been standing in the clouds by birth, with compassion in his heart and gloomy.

"Huh? Didn't you hear?"

"Ga?"

She didn't admit that she was crazy when she saw the big devil.

"What sacrifice? What soul?"

The big devil smiled and said: "It seems that you don't know yet, if you sacrifice your soul to the son from time to time, the silver dragon will devour the power of your soul, until you finally have no way to support the silver dragon, you will fly away. dead."

Lu Jiuqian's mind is blank. If it is not the last reason, she will rush to give the big devil a slap.

What Haoyue is here, what kind of compassion, ah, this is a black heart!

The big devil was standing behind Shao Qingrou, but the tip of his nose was haunted by the faint fragrance of Lu Jiuqi's body.

Very light, very light, with a scent of medicine, as if it was a fragrance from the soul ...

Looking at her distorted little face, he couldn't help but the scene of transitioning purple spirit beads to him.

His ears were slightly hot, but his tone was more indifferent: "The more resentful the soul, the more the Silver Dragon likes it. This person's soul is not bad, but the resentment is not strong enough, and torture her again."

After all, the devil turned and merged into the darkness, thus concealing his hasty steps ...