Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

"It's a pleasure to meet you all here. I respect you all for this glass of wine!"

In the front, on a spacious and gorgeous high seat, a handsome man raised a wine bottle with a devilish smile on his face.

"Respect the Demon Lord."

A chorus of voices echoed below, and the Demon Lord raised his head and drank the wine in the bottle.

After three rounds of drinking, Su Xuanling, the leader, officially kicked off the banquet.

"Demon Lord, I have a doubt. I wonder if the Demon Lord can answer it for me."

"Oh? You said."

"Haha, I'll tell you the truth, please don't take offense to the Demon Lord. I'm just curious about why the Demon Lord suddenly launched an attack?"

"Oh……!"

The Demon Lord seemed not surprised when he heard Su Xuanling's words, but he was also a little happy. It was as if Su Xuanling's words were exactly what he wanted.

"This is what I want to tell you all!" The devil couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, like a kid who got candy, he said in a show off, "I want your...what, uh, magical weapon .”

Su Xuanling was stunned for a moment: "The Divine Artifact of the First Wheel of Recovery."

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

The Demon Lord, who is Shangguan Zijin, put down the wine bottle with his eyes lit up, looked at Su Xuanling with piercing eyes and said, "Yes, what I want is the Divine Artifact of the First Wheel of Resurrection!"

Su Xuanling frowned and asked in confusion: "Dare you ask the Demon Lord why?"

Shangguan Zijin smiled, stood up, picked up the wine bottle that was filled with wine, and raised his hand proudly: "Because that is my betrothal gift!"

After saying that, Shangguan Zijin felt that his laughter could not help but escape from the cracks in his throat. So he didn't pay attention to the stunned people sitting below, raised his head and poured the wine from the wine bottle into his mouth, trying to stifle the laughter.

Su Xuanling was in a daze at this time. He was half-raising the wine bottle, neither lifting it nor putting it down. Just standing there, no one thought it was strange.

Because everyone here was stunned.

In other words, he was shocked by Shangguan Zijin's words.

"Demon, Demon Lord," the leader of the Lotus Sect pursed his lips and was the first to break the deadlock, "Demon Lord has such a big happy event, so we can tell it earlier... we should be ready, right?"

The sect master of Xuanxiu Sect agreed upon hearing this: "Yes, yes, the Demon Lord is still hiding such a happy event! However, this sect leader is very curious, which beloved person won the position of the Demon Lord's wife? "

Shangguan Zijin smiled and sat back on the chair. He leaned back on the chair without any restraint and even crossed his legs. He put the wine bottle aside and let the succubus pour the wine.

He looked as if he was proud of the spring breeze.

"Since everyone is..."

Speaking of this, a woman suddenly walked out from behind Shangguan Zijin. She didn't look like a maid. Her face was covered by a veil, and she didn't know who she was, but it could be seen that everything she wore was of great value.

She walked quickly to Shangguan Zijin, leaned over and said something in Shangguan Zijin's ear. After saying that, she just bowed and left.

Shangguan Zijin was not angry when he was interrupted. There was no expression on his face: "Everyone, it's my fault for leaving the table in the middle. Here's a toast to you all."

It seems that something happened to make the Demon Lord leave!

He finished the wine and put the bottle aside: "Please use it with ease."

After bowing, Shangguan Zijin left. The whole hall was left quiet.

But...it's quiet on the surface, but actually there's an undercurrent.

"Damn it, what is this Demon Lord doing! Can't he just finish talking and leave? Ahhhh, bastard!"

"What are you talking about? It's just a mouth-watering thing! By the way, do you know who that person was just now?"

"I don't know, but I have an inappropriate guess..."

"Ah, tell me, I seem to have never seen such a person before!"

"Do you think that person... smells like... a witch?"

"Ah? What!"

"A witch, her breath is indeed somewhat similar. I only caught a little bit of it just now, but... Pavilion Master Su said yes, then I can be sure..."

"Witch? Wasn't she only at level five a few years ago! How could she rise so fast? It's impossible!"

"It's not impossible..."

I don’t know who said something that brought this large-scale collective transmission to an anticlimactic end.

Everyone seemed to be in tune with each other, and they all looked at the person sitting in the Yuxue Pavilion...

You Yi Nian.