Mozun has too many vests

The warm touch on his cheek made Mingji's eyes slightly widen.

This kiss is not as bad as the devil's temper, it can even be called gentle, which is quite different from the devil's temper.

The Mozun kissed, looked at Mingji's shocked face, and curled his lips into a smile: "Why is Immortal Mingji so surprised? Didn't I say that I fell in love with you? Immortal Mingji should get used to it as soon as possible, and there will be love between us." There are more, more intimate acts."

Ming Ji turned his head and did not speak. In his eyes, what Mozun said was no different from humiliation. He had never had in-depth contact with Mozun. When Mozun said he liked him, it was just because of his face. .

It's not hard to imagine what the demon king who just took a fancy to his face would do to him, it's definitely not like playing chess, admiring the moon and talking about life.

Simply because he is about to die, this kind of bullying will not last long, it is a blessing in misfortune.

Mingji closed his eyes and let Mozun lead him to fly down.

The falling finally stopped, and the group landed safely.

"Who is here!" The armored demon soldiers on the ground picked up their weapons vigilantly,

"You don't know me?" Mozun narrowed his eyes, "Tired of work?"

"You are... a demon..." The demon soldiers looked at each other with an unnatural expression, and opened the passage to let a group of people pass.

Mozun flew forward for a certain distance, then suddenly turned around, and caught the demon soldier who was passing the message to someone.

The Mozun handed Mingji to Wugui, opened the letter to be sent, and found that the content of the letter was to report to the Mozun who was far away in the Demon Palace, and the former Mozun who died outside unexpectedly came back!

The demon soldiers didn't dare to show their anger, but the demon lord sneered and said coldly: "The deity is dead? The deity will not die after his whole family dies, and he still wants to seize the throne, dreaming!"

After the words fell, black magic flames appeared out of thin air, burning up the magic soldiers who hadn't even had time to react.

Mozun glanced at Mingji, seemed to be weighing something, and finally said: "I will go first to eliminate the bandits, and I will be back soon, you wait for me here for now."

After speaking, the Mozun disappeared.

Mingji's eyes lit up, and he couldn't believe that the Demon Lord would do such a stupid move. Now that the Demon Lord is gone, wouldn't they be able to escape at will?

Wugui could see through Mingji's thoughts at a glance, and said quietly: "Master, my junior brother and I still have his curse on us."

Mingji suddenly fell down and stopped talking.

All the initiative is in the hands of Mozun, and the future of their master and apprentice is simply too bad.If he couldn't bear the torture for a long time because of his illness, then Wugui and Xiaoya might face endless torture.

Mingji frowned, and said to Wugui: "I will find a way to let the Demon Lord lift the curse on you, and then you leave quickly, don't miss it, understand?"

"Mozun is ruthless, and will not let us go easily, and will definitely force Master to agree to some rude demands." Wugui's eyes were deep, "Even if that is the case, will Master agree?"

Mingji looked away, looked at the ashes of the demon soldiers on the ground, and said lightly: "I am a dying person, and there is nothing to be hypocritical about. If I promise, I agree. The most important thing is that you can leave. .”

"...Master." Wugui hugged Mingji even tighter, buried his head in his neck, and said sullenly after a long while, "I think I can probably guess what Mozun will ask."

Mingji was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard Wugui in an indescribable tone that made his skin crawl: "He will ask Master to put on the red robe willingly, to be his Mozun's wife willingly, and to let Master He took off his robe, and..."

Mingji didn't want to listen any more, and shouted angrily: "No return, shut up!"

Wugui continued: "Even if this is the case, is Master willing?"

Mingji closed his eyes wearily: "There are some things that are not suitable to be put on the table, as long as you know it well."

What's more, he is just a plaything with only a face to the Demon Lord, how could the Demon Lord let him be the Demon Lord's wife?I am afraid that only those that Wugui has not said are the ones he will face.

What Mingji, who closed his eyes, didn't see was a smile of unknown meaning on his considerate and obedient Wugui face.

The Mozun didn't go there for too long, and after a while, he came back with a bloody aura.

"A group of vulnerable juniors are also delusional about being superior." Demon Venerable snatched the Mingji from Wugui's hand proudly, hugged it in his arms, and said, "I have ordered the best curse-breaker in the entire demon world to come here." Waiting for the Demon Palace, Immortal Mingji will recover soon, when the time comes...heh."

Mozun didn't say the latter words, and Mingji didn't ask, and the group arrived at the Demon Palace smoothly.

The Devil's Palace had obviously just experienced a fierce battle. Although there were many servants cleaning up urgently, there was still a strong smell of blood in the air.

The servants trembled, their heads were lowered, and they knelt on the ground to welcome the Demon Lord back without daring to look up.

Mozun didn't stop walking, he brought Mingji directly to a small hall, and put him on a chair.

Opposite Mingji was a one-eyed old man, his eyes glanced sharply at Mingji, and then Mozun.

"Look, if he can't be cured, you will be buried with him." Mozun said ruthlessly.

"It's really hard for a hero to escape the beauty trap. I used to be the demon king who was the least tempted by beauty traps. I didn't expect that I would say such a thing one day." A smile appeared on the one-eyed old man's dry face, and then he took out a A palm-sized red stone, let Mingji put his hand on it.

Mingji did as he said, and the red stone emitted a dazzling light, showing colorful patterns on it, which turned Mingji's palm red.

The one-eyed old man held Mingji's wrist to probe, then looked at the patterns on the red stone, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Mo Zun: "Is this curse really not from Zun?"

"When did the deity cast a curse?" The demon venerable impatiently folded his arms, "If there is no one, then there is no one, what are you doing to lie to you?"

Mingji glanced at Mozun in surprise, if Mozun hadn't cast a curse on him, where did the Curse of the Crescent Moon come from?The only person he had contact with during those days was the Demon Lord. Could it be that the curse still grew from him?

The one-eyed old man stroked his beard and continued to diagnose Mingji.The pattern on the red stone changed slowly under the urging of the old man, and finally split into two.

The one-eyed old man squinted his eyes for a moment, and said to several people: "This is your magic power, as for the other one..."

The old man stroked his beard again, and said to Ming Ji, "Before you got this curse, did you have any other curses on your body?"

Mingji opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and said in his voice with rare eagerness: "Yes, is there a way to undo this curse?"

"I don't know who cast your curse. It was originally an unsolvable curse." The old man was amazed, observed the pattern for a while, and then said to the disappointed Mingji, "But it was poured into your body. The impact of magic power produced a mutation, so it became the current curse."

The old man grinned, and looked at the Demon Venerable standing aside expressionlessly: "It's not impossible to undo this curse now, but the Demon Venerable needs to pay a small price."

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Mozun is about to add one point, but it is still far from the apprentice's score.

I have a cold and a fever and I can’t write anymore... I will continue orz when the fever subsides