The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 86 On the Fairy Way (53)

"Let's get married at the end of the month."

The girl's gentle and cool breath kept lingering around Mo Tang, stimulating his nerves. He lowered the corners of his bright red eyes, and his voice was hoarse and affectionate.

Sui Ling found it a bit troublesome, but she didn't care about it, she nodded with her eyes bent, following Mo Tang's wishes, "Okay."

A smile appeared on Mo Tang's handsome face, and satisfaction and happiness filled his blood-colored bewitching eyes.

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The charming woman was sitting on the bloody hall, with a dagger writhing on her soft white and boneless fingers, her every move was coquettish.

"Achen...why...why?"

Yu Ji was lying in a pool of blood, the poor and embarrassed Chao Chenjiu stretched out his hand, his tone was unbelievable, the blood from his abdomen continuously flowed out, staining the snow-white ground red.

"Huh? Not dead yet?"

Chen Jiu's cat eyes were clear and clean, but his eyes were full of unconcealable hotness and charm, he tilted his head curiously, and asked questions in amazement.

"Well... that's right, you've been with me for so long, you should be infected with some antibodies, some poisons are useless to you." Chen Jiu thought for a moment, then nodded as if reaching a conclusion.

But soon, she giggled again, covered her lips with one hand, and pretended to be sad, "Unfortunately, I can't bear the poison on this knife, let alone you who only have antibodies, Your Majesty~"

"Achen... tell me why?! You treated you well, why did you kill me?"

Yu Ji's expression was painful, with the desolation of being betrayed, but his eyes still shone with sincere love mixed with disbelief.

"Of course it's Your Majesty... who blocked the Lord's way." Chen Jiu treated the dying people patiently, squatted down slowly, put his fingers on Yu Ji's lips, and pressed lightly.

"Three, two, one..." Chen Jiu finished counting down, stood up happily, and saw Yu Ji fell to the ground as he wished, lifeless.

"Heh, you won't end well even if you are a servant under your skirt."

The masked man took off his blood-stained coat, glanced at the man lying on the ground, let out a cold snort, and his brows were cold.

"If you were my servant, the result would be different~" Chen Jiu sat back on the highest seat in the hall, looking down at the masked man with a bold and enchanting smile.

"You don't think it's dirty, but I do." The masked man looked up at Chen Jiu coldly and opened his mouth, but he didn't forget to skillfully pour the corpse liquid on the ground.

Chen Jiu was not angry either, he turned his head away from the masked man, wiped his blood-stained fingers, picked up a grape and peeled it slowly.

"After killing him? Do you still need to kill his sick prince?"

The sweet and juicy grapes entered the mouth, and Chen Jiu asked with satisfied lips.

"No need." The masked man cleaned the ground carefully and answered casually.

"What about the seat of the devil? Who will sit?" Chen Jiu's eyes lit up when he thought of the indifferent figure in his memory, "That wedge?"

"No." The masked man directly vetoed it without even thinking about it. Looking at the cleaned hall, he straightened up indifferently, "The Lord has woken up, and everything has changed, so... that wedge is useless."

The masked man's tone remained unchanged, his eyes were half-closed, and there was an inexplicable sense of brutality and blood.

"That little beauty...you know the identity of the sect master." Chen Jiu was deeply impressed by Sui Ling, and he pursed his red lips and smiled lightly.

"The storyteller told half-truths, she might not believe it." The masked man took the dagger from Chen Jiu's hand, and the devilish energy rampantly devoured and shattered the sharp sharp weapon in an instant, "What's more, those who stand in the way, die."

"The lord and the sect master will come soon, you go and inform the group of ministers to welcome... the new king." The masked man has other tasks, he is about to leave, he glanced back at Chen Jiu, and explained.

"Understood." Chen Jiu responded, watched the figure of the masked man leave, and took out a stone from his arms.

A faint magic energy lingered in the palm of the hand, and spiritual power was injected, the stone glowed red instantly, and a soft voice sounded, "My lords, I give you half an hour to come to Fusang Hall."

Thousands of ghosts.

"My lord." The master of Wangui Sect knelt on the ground, bowing respectfully and reverently to the superior.

"How is my dear... master?"

Most of the face of the man called "Master" was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly. He looked at his hands casually, and his tone was dangerous with a smile.

He was originally shaped by the most sinister side of that person's heart, calling him master is not a joke.

"The Lord is talking about that Mo Tang?"

Without the man's order, the master of Wanguimen didn't dare to get up, kneeling on the ground and questioning.

"Mo Tang..." The man smiled, chewing on the name carefully.

If the man didn't answer, the master of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect didn't dare to pause any longer, he hesitated for a moment and then hurriedly answered.

"He is with the suzerain of the Xuandan sect, and he has integrated the Moyi order. If there is no accident, the poison on his body will be released soon."

"My lord, don't worry, I have found all the medicinal materials, and I am ordering someone to refine the poison on your body."

The man moved his wrist, felt the strength and demonic energy churning in his body, and smiled even more, "No need, the poison on my body will also collapse after he detoxifies me."

At the moment when the devil turns against the master, they are destined to be a symbiosis.

Two bodies, one life, same life and death.

"Yes, everything about the Demon Lord has been prepared, my lord..."

"Let's go."

The man stood up from the shadows, with a dangerous and loose smile, complicated dragon patterns embroidered on his waist, and an evil aura in his actions.

The face hidden in the shadows was exposed in the air, and it was exactly the same as Mo Tang's handsome face.

When Yu Yi walked into the hall with the head of the Wangui Sect, a group of officials were kneeling on the ground, with a man and a woman standing on both sides of the high position.

Hearing the sound of the palace door, the courtiers on the ground raised their heads and glanced at the man who stepped gracefully into the throne.

Chen Jiu saw Yu Yi's face clearly, thought he was Mo Tang who was with Sui Ling back then, and asked in surprise, "It's you? Are you the Lord?"

Yu Yi tilted his head slightly, his smile remained undiminished, he didn't even move, a strong suffocation suddenly hit, Chen Jiu couldn't help touching his neck, and knelt down in pain.

"I'm not him, do you understand?" Yu Yi sat on the throne, put his finger on the gold and jade armrest, and smiled, "I don't want to see your rude behavior again."

Chen Jiu nodded painfully under Yu Yi's cold-blooded eyes, the suffocation disappeared, and she fell to the ground breathing heavily as if reborn.

"From now on, I am your king."

"But…"

The throne is not a trivial matter, and Yu Ji's confidant questioned it and wanted to refute it.

Yu Yi raised his hand indifferently, the sharp cold wind instantly pierced through the brows of the minister who spoke, blood stained his questioning face before he died, and in the huge and silent hall, he fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Are there any other questions?" Yu Yidi sat back on the throne with a smile in his eyes, but somehow it made people feel palpitating oppression.

"No, long live, long live, long live, Your Majesty."

The master of Wanguimen knelt down first, and shouted reverently.

Seeing this, the ministers of the Demon Realm looked at each other in dismay, and echoed one after another with loud voices.

"Long Live Long Live Your Majesty!"

"The enthronement ceremony will be held tomorrow, and I look forward to seeing your...sincerity."

Yu Yi moved his still weak spiritual power, and his tone was slightly threatening.

He must hurry up to recover his strength now, so that... he can repay his master well, can't he?

"Yes, I obey."

All the officials in the Demon Realm did not dare to disobey Yu Yi's order, and knelt on the ground to agree.

(End of this chapter)