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Chapter 113 His Highness Raised a Villain Shark (30)

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, hit my king's forest again!"

"can."

A certain demon king, holding his face and screaming, heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this sentence, he flicked his barbed tail, and slowly bent down.

Jiao's body was already huge, its head was almost touching the ground, so it barely looked at Yue Jing's level, and its cold vertical pupils stared closely at Yue Jing.

"Little brat, what do you want to know?"

The demon king's breath hit Yue Jing's face, he raised his eyelids, glanced coldly at a certain demon king who was very close to him, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and slammed it down on the other person's face.

"Ow~~"

"What's the relationship between you and Ci?"

Yue Jing impatiently interrupted Si's cry of pain, clutching the opponent's dragon horn in her hand, questioning the other party in a gloomy tone, Si shook his head but couldn't shake off the other party's hand, and was reluctant to really He has no choice but to compromise with the "apprentice" he has a crush on.

"This king and that little girl are just a normal relationship, a normal relationship!"

"Oh? Is it?"

Yuejing raised her eyebrows, her tone became a little colder, the storm in her eyes was gathering.

"You are lying to me."

"I swear, I never lied to you!"

"You have her comm."

Yuejing suddenly stretched out her hand, brushed past Si's ear, and pulled out a dark yellow communication talisman as if by magic, looking at the familiar thing that could no longer be familiar, Si couldn't help but stare, almost covering her eyes. face weeping.

"No, it's just a communication symbol, as for..."

Halfway through the conversation, Si Momo swallowed the second half of his sentence when he met Yuejing's murderous gaze again.

"Ahem, this, this is for frequent contact in the future——no, no, no, this king definitely does not, and I will definitely not have a half-money relationship with this little girl in the future!"

Seeing the man swear by what he said, Yue Jing believed half of it, and as soon as he retracted his fingers, he burned the communication talisman into powder.

"Let's just trust you."

"Don't tell me, don't just wait, you must believe me! This king met her purely for you..."

Yuejing just provoked the other party by the way, but she didn't expect Si to be fooled, and poured out the cooperation between Jiang Ci and herself. Hearing that Jiang Ci also hoped that she would break the seal and inherit the position of Demon King, Yue Jing The eyes looking at the person in his arms suddenly became complicated.

Women always give him a sense of alienation. Even though she is sleeping soundly in his arms, Yuejing still feels that there is a layer of tulle between them. success.

Until now, he still didn't understand what the woman was thinking.

Yuejing's fair and slender fingers passed through Jiang Ci's hair unconsciously, and when he woke up, his fingers were already tightly entangled with the other's black hair, and they could never be separated again.

"I understand."

Yue Jing's voice dropped a few degrees, he looked up into the sky, the giant dragon hovering in the air was waiting for his response.

"Disciple Yue Jing from the mermaid race, pay my respects to Master."

Shark Palace

In the Crystal Palace where only the Shark King is eligible to live, Wang Ping of the Shark Race is lying on the exquisite crystal bed, beside him is a phoenix piano hanging high, shining faintly in the dark, everything is extremely quiet.

"Resignation..."

The person on the bed frowned, and suddenly let out a low growl. He clenched his hands subconsciously. Even if his nails were buried in his flesh, he didn't feel the slightest pain. He just kept repeating Jiang Ci's name.

It seems that King Shark did not sleep well this time.

Jiang Ci, who witnessed this scene at the gate of the Crystal Palace, couldn't help but sighed. She walked quickly to the other side, bent down and looked at the other side quietly.

The thin and soft hands that belonged to women squeezed into Yue Jing's wide and moist palm bit by bit, and gently separated his five fingers that were tightly clenched.

"A Jing, wake up quickly."

(End of this chapter)