Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 194 The Demon King's Cinnabar Mole ([-])
As soon as Tan Sang entered the hall, a dull and oppressive dark atmosphere came over his face.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a black cloak casually draped over his shoulders, with his back to Tan Sang.

Beneath the broad robe was his slightly thinner waist.

In the past, she always liked to hold him there.

"God Tan Sang has come to my devil's palace again and again, is this going to be with our demon clan?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the cold tone.

Tan Sang tightly clenched the sachet in his hand, as if he had gained some strength.

She pursed her lips: "Bo Yan, we are husband and wife, if you are here, I should also be here."

Boyan glanced casually at Tan Sang with his heavy black eyes, "Husband and wife? If you had told me about this word earlier, I might have been much happier."

"It's a pity that now I really don't want to believe your lies anymore."

Tan Sang felt like a stick in her throat.

She also knew what to explain, but it was too late.

After all, she took off Yun Si's clothes in front of him.

There is no doubt about that.

When Tan Sang came to the demon palace, he noticed that the demon energy here was not as strong as before.

Either he deliberately restrained himself, or someone set up an ending here.

Tan Sang didn't have time to explain to him: "Boyan, I know you are reborn, and I also know that someone here wants to take your life."

Boyan smiled, and there was a sharp edge in his eyes, as if a deep pool of ice had accumulated for thousands of years.

"You?"

Tan Sang was stunned, and a bewitching smile appeared on his pale face, such a bewitching smile made people feel chilled.

Her body was shaking a little, and she took a step back.

It turns out that in his eyes, she is just a person who wants to take his life.

"God Tan Sang, this time, are you going to kill me for the sake of the common people?"

His pupils are deep, pitch black and bottomless, deep and ethereal.

Tan Sang didn't know what mood he was in now.

There is a faint ominous feeling.

All of a sudden, the golden light in the hall was shining brightly, and runes overlapped one after another, pressing on his body.

A figure in a white robe, an old man with a white beard stroked his beard and said: "Hahaha, Lord Demon King, did you expect that?

The old man used your bedroom as an enchantment to give you this Vajra Sanskrit Formation, are you satisfied?

It is also thanks to God Tan Sang for introducing you, Demon King, the person you like wants you to die. "

Tan Sang felt cold all over his body, from his throat all the way to his fingertips.

She, is this, tricked?

"Bo Yan, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Every time Boyan mobilizes a burst of zhenqi, his whole body feels like being pricked by needles.

His eyes were dyed with a smoldering rage, the slender fingertips holding the sword turned white, and he stared at her with ink-stained eyes.

"Master, you are really like this."

You, indeed, came to kill me.

Master, I always want to give you one last chance.

As long as you don't let me go, I will forgive you.

But you are always like this.

Breaks my heart again and again.

Tan Sang did not expect that he would fall into the trap.

Now in this so-called Vajra Sanskrit circle, within an hour, Boyan will definitely turn into a puddle of blood.

She: "Mumu, is there anything that can save him?"

The system that had been silent for a long time was finally awakened: "There are some."

When it saw the details page of the product, it froze.

"I'll buy whatever it costs."

System Mumu: "Miss host, the method of using this product is... using flesh and blood as a sacrifice."

The sacrifice of flesh and blood, to put it bluntly, is to use the body to open this treasure.But in fact, after using this body to open it, it will also suck away the soul of the person, and it is very likely that the soul will not come back.

"So, host, do you still want to change?"

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I was too unlucky yesterday, so let's update it.

(End of this chapter)