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Chapter 42 Monstrous Demon Lord, Your Little Fox Has Arrived
"No, no." Ning Qianqian said with a stern face: "Think about it, my lord, if the 'Heart Poison' is more powerful, and the Demon Lord has a brother who looks very similar, then it will make sense."

Mo Zishu smiled half-smile, and flicked his long sleeves to block the magic flying towards here.

"There are so many coincidences in the world."

"I think it is." Ning Qianqian fell into memory: "I saw that the appearance of the righteous supreme being is very similar to that of the devil." She hurriedly said: "My lord, don't interrupt me, the Taoist and the devil look different, but there are differences. The sister who played well with me turned out to be a member of the fifth elder of the Wuji Sect. After the lord took down the city, he also learned that the child we saved that day was her younger brother, so the relationship between her and me improved by leaps and bounds."

Ning Qianqian's ears were pulled again, she didn't dare to do anything, and insisted on saying with tears in her eyes: "She admired the Promise Master Wuji, so she drew a small portrait and wore it close to her body. The portrait was originally intended to be drawn on it for fun. But she exclaimed, and we compared the two, only to find that the two are actually very similar."

"Although one is gentle and elegant, the other is wanton. But as long as the demon's skin color is darkened, and the rabbit's eyes of the demon's eyes are turned black, and the corners of the eyes are pressed down, it will be the same!"

If Qi Zixuan's pale complexion should be aligned with Wen Xiuya's healthy complexion, it would be darker.

Qi Zixuan's crimson phoenix eyes became rabbit eyes directly, and the corners of his eyes were pressed down.

This child's provocative kung fu is completely innate!
Not worse than her.

"Qianqian, you know why I admired you the most when I was choosing a child." Mo Zishu smiled, and the eyes of the fox who picked her up were full of tenderness and nostalgia: "Because you offended everyone with one word, and you put me on the bed again." Everyone was beaten to the ground. Much like me when I was young."

Ning Qianqian's serious face suddenly flushed red, her mind was in a mess, and she buried her head in the adult's arms.

"Wow, I'm going to be embarrassed."

"You said that Wuyan is the Demon Lord, Qianqian, look up, it's the Demon Lord."

Ning Qianqian raised her head and nestled happily in the adult's arms. One of them was dressed in white with black hair and a mask, and the other was dressed in black and white hair, giving him a monstrous appearance.

The one in white was independent, while the one in black was a mage cultivator kneeling on the ground behind him.

Ning Qianqian was really anxious, and blurted out: "The Demon Lord is Daoist Lord!"

"My lord, trust me!"

Mo Zishu covered Ning Qianqian's eyes with a half-smile, and stared at the two standing in the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, that little fox has long since become the ruler of the vast region, and the dignity that has been in a high position for many years emanates from his bones, depicting the seductive face of the woman with the arrogance and arrogance engraved in his soul.

"Qianqian, there is no such thing as a wasted lunch, and good things should be hidden. I keep you by my side, and those who love you are because I can kill you if you do anything."

"I!"

"Qianqian, I know you didn't mean to kill me, so you've lived till now." Mo Zishu's whisper was like a ghost from hell whispering in his ears, tempting the teary-eyed pure girl to fall.

The king in red showed pity on his face, just like the favor of the gods back then, and the tiredness and tenderness of thousands of sails shone in the eyes of the bewitching fox.

"What is your mission?"

Ning Qianqian couldn't cry, she held the adult's hand instead, and begged: "My lord, I have no mission, no."

　Rabbit Eyed Demon Lord.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)