One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

   Chapter 1531 The Devil's Little Wife (18)

  Lingqiong had a bold idea in his mind: "Do you think our king is that kind of demon?"

   "Impossible!" Shu Er immediately denied: "The power of demons is very different."

  Lingqiong: "Have you seen the demons?"

   "...No." The demons will only produce one in thousands of years. It is the chosen son of the demon race. Where is it so good to see, he is not so lucky.

   "So, you don't know what the power of the devil is like." Lingqiong analyzed him, and finally said: "Why can't you be our king?"

   bunch two: "..."

   Bu Er still thinks it is impossible.

  The demons can make all the demons surrender and follow, that is out of instinct.

but……

   Their king, it was **** means, to this point, everyone is more afraid of him.

   Shu Er scratched his head: "Does it matter whether the king is a demon? He... is very powerful. Even if it is a real demon, it is probably not his opponent."

   "That sounds more classy, ​​doesn't it?"

  “…”

The title    is on the side of the human race, but everyone yells at it.

   What a fight!

   And their king does not need this false title, the king relies on strength.

  …

  …

   After the Demon King finished his work, he didn't return to the courtyard he had arranged for him. He pushed open the door and thought of Lingqiong, and asked the demons behind him, "Where's Feng Qingwu?"

   "Miss Feng didn't come out of the room after she came back." Mozu said.

   "Go and see."

"Yes."

The    Demon Race led him to the outside of Lingqiong's residence.

  The Demon King looked up and saw the little girl sitting on the roof, with a huge full moon hanging behind her, the moonlight inlaid a shallow halo around her, holy and beautiful.

  The Demon King swung back the demons who led the way, and jumped into the roof, "What are you doing here?"

  The little girl sat on the roof with drinks and various snacks next to her, quite leisurely.

"think about life."

"Oh?"

  The Demon King sat down beside her: "What did you think about?"

   "Not every Chosen Son is a rich man." There are also poor ghosts.

  “???”

  The Demon King always felt that he was out of tune with the thoughts of this human girl.

   Why did she suddenly have such an idea?

   "Who is the Chosen Son?"

   "Of course..." Lingqiong turned her head, her eyes lingered on his face, and after a while she squeezed out a sentence: "Wang, you...you seem to look better."

   The previous Demon King is also very good-looking.

   But it seems to look better now.

  The deer in Lingqiong's heart began to bump around, and she reached out to touch that overly beautiful face.

  The Demon King held her wrist, "What?"

   "I want to touch you." The little girl was very honest and tried to prostitute for free, "Is it okay?"

  The little girl's black star eyes are covered with crumpled moonlight, sparkling with light ripples, which is intoxicating.

   The Demon King's mind moved slightly, and there was an urge to agree to her.

   But the urge was quickly suppressed, he pressed his fingertips a little, and then pushed her away sharply, "No."

  Lingqiong flattened her mouth, "Stingy, touch what's wrong! You won't suffer!"

"you have not answer my question yet."

   "I'm not happy, I don't want to answer." Lingqiong poured the wine on her own, suffocated three glasses at a time, in a fit of anger, "I won't tell you."

  “…”

The    Demon King doubted that what she just said was nonsense.

  What the Chosen Son...

   How could she know who the Chosen Son was?

The    Demon King took the jug from her hand, conjured a glass out of thin air, and poured himself a glass.

  Lingqiong Yu Guang glanced at him, then leaned in again, completely forgetting that she was still angry, "Wang, let's have a drink!"

   The Demon King flicked his fingers, and the wine in the wine glass spilled a little.

   "What's going on in your head?" How did she suddenly jump on the glass of wine!

  The little girl has gentle eyebrows and eyes, "I miss you."

   "What do you want me to do?"

   "Do happy things."

  The Demon King was amused for some reason, but there was danger hidden in his eyes, "Are you Feng Qingwu?"

   Yanyao said something was wrong with her, but she couldn't find anything wrong.

   Although he had never gotten along with this human girl before, from Yanyao's mouth, he probably knew what kind of person she was.

   "No, it is."

   The Demon King didn't expect to get such an answer, she seemed to have no secrets with her generous and calm appearance.

"How to say?"

   The little girl smiled: "It's not Feng Qingwu of the human race, but your Feng Qingwu."

"Yes?"

  Lingqiong was full of heart, and nodded again and again: "Yes, I also want to be your queen."

  The Demon King is funny: "Then you want to give birth to me?"

   The little girl's expression changed, hesitating, and then she said amazingly: "If you want... can we try it now?"

  “…”

  …

  …

  The Demon King refused to try with Lingqiong. The two of them sat on the roof.

   The Demon King didn't really want to spy on her if she was Feng Qingwu.

  …not important.

   Feng Qingwu was an available stranger to him before.

   Now this is... interesting.

   "Feng Qingwu."

   "Huh?" The little girl's cheeks flushed slightly, she seemed to be drunk, and her body swayed, "Wang, you are so beautiful."

  “…”

The    Demon King lifted her up to prevent her from falling.

   The little girl was like sticky candy, she couldn't take it off when she touched it, and fell on him.

   "I ask you one last time, in the holy mountain, why did you choose to help me?"

   The little girl stuck to her body with her fingertips tapped his side face, smiled and raised her eyebrows, her sweet voice came with the wind, "Because...because you look good."

The    Demon King slapped the hand she wanted to drop away, and called her neither lightly nor heavy: "Feng Qingwu."

   This is not the answer he wants.

   The little girl flattened her mouth, arched her head, and said in a softer voice, "Because you said, I won't let me die. I don't want you to die either."

"Why?"

   "Why..." The little girl became impatient, "It's love at first sight."

"love at first sight?"

   "Yes!" The little girl suddenly raised her voice: "Love at first sight! I like you so much."

  "..." Is this drunk? "I am a demon."

   "What happened to the demons? Can't the demons like it? I just like the demon king, the demon king is good-looking, the demon king is so expensive... woohoo."

  “???”

  The little girl suddenly began to cry, at first she was sobbing softly, and then she cried so much that she was heartbroken.

The    Demon King did not feel so sad when he faced the most dangerous beast.

   This petite mass in her arms is not a demon beast with claws and claws, she has no hard shell. That soft body, like the clouds in the sky, dissipated as soon as the wind blew.

   That soft cry seemed to melt his heart.

  The Demon King froze for a while, raised his hand to hold her head: "Don't cry."

   The little girl sobbed and asked in a trembling voice, "Why are you so expensive?"

   "...I'm not expensive." She didn't even know where she came from.

  Lingqiong patted his chest: "You don't know anything about yourself."

  "..." He doesn't know anything about himself, so who else knows? "you're drunk."

   "Yeah." The little girl nodded solemnly in agreement with a stern face, and laughed again in the next second: "I'm infatuated with you."

  “…”

   (end of this chapter)