Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

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Next, it can be seen throughout southern Xinjiang.

The angry emperor chased the Demon Lord and beat him in the sky.

"How old is he and how old are you?"

There was sarcasm in Qi Wu Yue's cold tone.

"He's old and decrepit, and he still can't get along with children!"

"You are so capable, why are you staying in Southern Xinjiang? Go back to your Demon Realm as soon as possible!"

The Demon Lord's forehead twitched, feeling that he was wrongly killed.

"I really didn't hit him!"

He hated Xiao Lin with gnashing teeth, his devilish eyes filled with rage.

"Poor unlucky kid."

He is being scheming again!

Qi Wu Yue's eyes flashed.

His tone was grim: "He won't die."

In his eyes, myriad spiritual powers seemed like tiny visible spiritual particles, arranged and combined to form the most primitive source of spiritual power.

"But, you, will."

He spoke each word with a cold voice.

An extremely bright light quickly expanded on the Demon Lord's arm and burst open like an explosion.

A spirit particle on the sleeve of the Demon Lord is so tiny that it cannot be seen by the naked eye, as if it is a completely insignificant existence.

But it suddenly exploded in an instant, releasing extremely terrifying power.

In an instant, the Demon Lord's vigilance reached its peak. He shattered half of his sleeve and threw it away. At the same time, his body flashed and quickly moved back a distance of more than ten feet.

next second.

The shattered black and gold sleeves exploded in the extreme light, leaving not even a trace.

This set of operations can be said to be quite skilled, so skilled that it seems as if it has been bombed thousands of times.

But the Demon Lord still felt his scalp tingling when he saw it.

If he hadn't dodged fast enough, given his physical strength, it wouldn't have been enough to blow his arm off on the spot, but it would have been more than enough to blow him into a bloody mess.

Not long ago, the Demon Lord threatened Lingzi that he would not be allowed to enter the door from now on.

But based on the current facts, he is facing the risk of being kicked out of southern Xinjiang immediately.

And there is also a high risk of never being able to enter southern Xinjiang again.

The more arrogant you were when you spoke, the more embarrassed you are now.

Although he wanted to make nothing of it, he just slid to his knees.

But there are so many sword cultivators watching here, and as the Lord, you cannot lose face no matter what.

So he raised his hand.

The strong demonic energy turned into black fog, enveloping the sky.

The people watching the fun below: ??? It’s dark?

Otherwise, how could we only see a pitch-black sky?

Two tall figures stood in the black fog.

Qi Wu Yue raised his eyebrows and shook his hands impatiently: "What are you doing?"

"Is your hand hurting from hitting me? I just learned how to massage. Come, let me massage the hands of the future Demon Queen~"

The Demon Lord licked his thin lips in annoyance, stretched out a pair of claws as if wanting to take advantage, and grinned with ill intentions.

Qi Wu Yue paused in the motion of shaking his hands, stared at him with narrowed eyes, and said dangerously: "Get lost!"

"How heartless~" The Demon Lord sighed and glanced at Qi Wu Yue's white palm with regret.

That hand was like white jade, without a single flaw.

Each finger is slender and beautiful, and every joint is delicate and cute.

The nails on the fingertips are moist and powdery, and the slender and plump fingertips are also lightly powdered, making people want to hold them and lick them just by looking at them.

Especially in the dense black fog, that beautiful palm seemed to be glowing white.

It is much more exquisite and beautiful than the finest porcelain.

Reluctantly moving his gaze away from Qi Wu Yue's palm, he pretended to cover his chest and sigh.

"I traveled thousands of miles to southern Xinjiang, but I couldn't even touch the hand of my sweetheart. It's really sad~"

"Sad? Should I dig it out for you?" Qi Wu Yue looked at him coldly with her silver eyes.

The Demon Lord smiled and held his heart: "My heart for you is real, why do I need to dig it out? You won't admit it even if I dig it out~"

"Love you with my heart, warmly."

Qi Wu Yue expressed his disgust and raised his hand to try to break through the pitch-black fog that he had created around them.

The Demon Lord quickly stopped it.

"With the relationship between you and me, why should we just settle some trivial matters between us, and let so many people watch?"

"Not to mention that it's inconvenient, but how can we let a bunch of outsiders see our family affairs?"

"Come, let's discuss this privately."

He came over with a shy smile and tried to negotiate.

"How about I let you vent your anger by hitting me twice, and then we'll be done with it?"

It is said that you should not hit a smiling person, but he was smiling and extending his face to vent his anger on the beauty.

Qi Wu Yue raised his eyebrows and glanced at the person who came closer with a smile.

If you don't slap someone when he's delivered to your door, you'd be in trouble.

He smiled with his silver eyes and said softly: "Okay~"

The look was so beautiful that it seemed like a hook, and the Demon Lord was hooked unconsciously.

It is true that the whole fish has been hooked into a state of curled mouth.

"Stretch out your face!" A pleasant voice sounded coldly.

"Wait——" I prepared to move.

"Pfft!"

"Great!" The strong Demon Lord gave a thumbs up in praise.

“Ouch!!!”

"It feels even better!" The stubborn Demon Lord still gave a thumbs up firmly.

……

The black fog dissipated, and the Demon Lord came out from it in a swagger, with two extremely clear slap marks on his face. He walked among the crowd that automatically retreated with a arrogant demonic aura.

His long legs moved slowly, his expression still as arrogant and frivolous as ever, and he proudly displayed the two bright red slap marks on his handsome face, one on the left and one on the right.

If you don’t know, you might think he has a beauty’s lipstick mark on his face, he’s so proud of it.

The sword cultivators were silent and the Gu Masters rolled their eyes.