The heroine is a sleeping beauty

Chapter 811 Demon Sect Demon Girl (24)

Not long after Tang Shi returned to the Demon Palace, her Saintess Palace was surrounded by groups.

Qiu Yu didn't know when she would come back, she whispered to Tang Shi.

"Saint, the leader seems to be angry this time, please don't provoke him."

She also left at first, but when she heard that the leader was looking for the saint again, she knew that the saint could not escape for the time being.

So he pretended to be looking for the saint, and went back to the saint's palace smoothly.

Otherwise, they are all the leader's people, and the saint is alone and helpless, which is a bit miserable.

Tang Shi frowned slightly, "Oh, it seems that I have to be imprisoned for a while."

Her tone was rather helpless, but fortunately, with the identity of a saint as a shield, the leader should not touch her at will.

Tang Shi felt relieved, but what made her helpless was that the supervisor was very strict.

It seemed to be a punishment for her, without even giving her a chance to contact anyone.

Fortunately, eating and drinking won't make her short, so Tang Shi started a life of eating, sleeping and eating.

Of course, she would quietly cultivate her inner strength at night, so she couldn't be suppressed by this person all the time.

Since she left that day, Xue Ci never waited for her again, and he was holding the jade bottle in his palm a little out of control.

It was the poison he had refined last time, and in fact, he only used a little bit for that woman, otherwise she would not be able to talk to him soberly.

Xue Ci's heart was full of pain, did she just give up on him?

Or did she really just think he was funny and tease him on purpose?

Xue Ci didn't see that person again until the return trip.

And gradually along the way came the voice of the Demon Sect Saintess returning to the Demon Sect. At that time, Xue Ci almost lost his grip on the chopsticks in his hand.

Little liar, he said he would not return to the Demon Cult.

He has always been indifferent, everyone only thought that he secretly hated Tang Shi for deceiving him.

Until returning to Jianzong, Song Rouer told the suzerain and master about him, and Xue Ci was punished by the master to face the wall for three months.

At the same time, he was ordered not to think of that witch again.

Xue Ci thought he could do it, but he realized that he overestimated himself.

Every lonely night, that person's smiling face would always appear in his dreams, and she was like a thorn.

It stabbed fiercely in his heart, and he couldn't get it out or forget it. Occasionally, there would be a dull pain, like a stick in his throat.

"Have you heard? The leader of the Demon Cult is actually getting married."

"Of course I've heard of it. It is said that she is still the saint who is promiscuous everywhere."

"I don't know what the leader of the Demon Cult thinks. Even though he is a big devil, with so many followers, why would he choose to marry a broken woman?"

"It's probably something that made the leader very satisfied. After all, he is a stunner."

"Tsk, I think it's an old stunner."

Gradually, rumors spread in the Jianghu that the main marriage of the Demon Cultists, but Tang Shi, the person involved, didn't know about it at all.

Fast-forward three years, Hong Wuji, a pervert, strictly defended himself to the death, so that Tang Shi couldn't get out.

She tried many methods, but all of them ended in failure, and Tang Shi's mouth was bubbling in a hurry.

Hong Wuji was still smiling as he picked up food for her, "Don't Xiao Shier like today's dishes? Otherwise, I'll grab a cook and come back?"

He put down the chopsticks in his hand, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes, Tang Shi knew it was a sign of his anger.

When he was angry last time, he picked off the cook's hands and feet, and she quickly squeezed out a smile.

"I like it, but I don't have a good appetite today, so I want to go out and relax."

Every time she tactfully proposed that she wanted to go out for a walk, the original owner was a freedom-loving person, but Hong Wuji did not arouse suspicion.

(End of this chapter)