He stole my golden finger [Quick Transmigration]

Mo Ke directly took Jing Xi to the palace of the demon clan, and appeared in front of a royal palace as if he had entered the land of no one.

And in front of them, stood a tall and beautiful figure.

The demonic energy that was so strong that it blocked his sight dissipated, and Jing Xi, whose vision became clear again, raised his eyes, and his calm and indifferent eyes fell on that person's face—a face that was definitely not unfamiliar to him. face.

Jing Xi's steadfast eyes wandered over his face, a light-colored cloak of complicated and luxurious style was draped over his shoulders, inside was a handmade black cotton armor, and every fixed line was carefully taken care of Elegant, leg-fitting calf trousers and pointed-toed boots are a very mainstream style in the world similar to the Rococo period. Only his loose black hair has not been modified in any way, and it hangs smoothly. to the heels.

It is very similar to Hu Xi's face, but it is completely different from Hu Xi's temperament.

Jing Xi stared at him intently, but his eyes all fell on the face of the man beside him, with deep fascination in his eyes, as if confirming the authenticity of the man in front of him.

After a long time, he smiled lightly and softly: "Brother Wang, welcome back."

But Mo Ke was indifferent, discarding all twists and turns, and stated the intention of coming straightforwardly: "Forget about the false politeness, I'm here for the throne."

In the demon clan, there is no brotherly respect, no father-son friendship, and under the kingship, they are all demon soldiers who bow their heads and profess their ministers.If you want the throne, you can only grab it and grab it.

There was no abnormal expression on Mo Xiao's face, and the smile on the corners of his mouth deepened. He opened his hands slightly: "Yes, I have already said that as long as Brother Wang is willing, there is nothing wrong with giving up half of the throne to me."

"Oh, give up the throne?" The man was amused by the other party's words, "Little devil, you didn't understand it from the beginning. In this world, there are only things I don't want, and there is nothing I don't want."

The tone was extremely arrogant, but the two people who heard it didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Mo Ke's meaning is also very obvious, in other words, this throne is something he doesn't want, not something he can't get.For a hundred years, he didn't care about the throne. It was because he had a more important treasure that he hadn't found yet, so he chose to go away and let the person in front of him take advantage of it. Now he has the courage to behave in front of him. .

Mo Xiao's eyes sank, his smile faded away, and he asked word by word: "So, I'm also something you don't want?"

Whether it was the previous life or the next life, this man had obviously given him so many years of love, but when he finally let go and turned around, he was extremely chic and never looked back.He just wanted him, but the man didn't hesitate at all when he shot at him.

This is a fact that Mo Xiao has been unwilling to admit.

But now, Mo Ke threw the answer over without any disguise: "Of course, the baby I want the most is already in my hands."

When he said this, the man's hand clasped Jing Xi's waist possessively, with such force that the young man had no chance of breaking free.Jing Xi put his hand on her, and when Mo Xiao looked over with gloomy eyes, the corners of her lips curled up silently.

Mo Xiao clenched his fists tightly, and in the looming devilish aura, he smiled sarcastically: "I got what I want most, but I still want my throne. I'm really greedy, brother."

"So what?" Mo Ke glanced at him indifferently, quickly moved his eyes away, and turned his eyes to the young man beside him, his expression became arrogant, "My baby is worthy of being the most precious in the world." Everything is good, let alone a mere throne."

"Shut up!" Mo Xiao yelled violently, "If you want it, let's see if you have the ability to get it!"

Mo Ke is a demon, and he is also a demon. If the other party doesn't want him, it doesn't matter, as long as he wants him!If he didn't want to, he cut off his legs, blocked his magic eyes, and made him unable to go anywhere!

He summoned a team of demon soldiers, pointed at Jing Xi and said, "Take down this foreigner!"

With a wave of her hand, Jing Xi fell into the encirclement of the magic soldiers.

"Looking for death!" Mo Ke's face turned cold, and he stood in front of the young man without even thinking about it. The black magic power spread from his feet, and in an instant it condensed into a bunch of black wind, sweeping towards the surrounding demons like an angry dragon. The soldiers swept away, reducing them to ashes in a short while.

However, here is the demon clan, surrounded by a steady stream of demonic energy, and the demonic soldiers are transformed by the demonic energy. As long as the demon king, the demon king, wants to, he can have as many as he wants, and he can't finish fighting.

Mo Ke knew this, he just couldn't bear the scene of young people being attacked by his side.

In the end, Jing Xi couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed the man who wanted to make another move, and walked out from behind him: "Mo Ke, I can deal with these miscellaneous soldiers. You go and deal with your brother..." The young man's face was a little bit Cold, he looked at Mo Ke expressionlessly, making no secret of his repulsion and malice towards someone, "He covets you, I hate him very much, and I don't want to see him again in the future."

Jing Xi knows men very well, and Mo Ke likes this tone. The more Syl shows possessiveness towards him, the more excited he will be.At the same time, this is also a kind of stimulation to Mo Xiao, showing his affection in front of him, presumably his mood is also sour and distorted.

As a scheming boy who sows discord, Jing Xi feels that he is very upright, a trickle of all scheming whores.

Mo Ke smiled lowly, and shamelessly kissed the young man's hair in front of thousands of people of his kind, and confessed tenderly: "Don't let yourself get hurt, I'll be fine soon."

As a result, Mo Xiao wanted to kill him even more, and black and distorted lines gradually appeared on his indistinguishable face, tearing his sanity like a rampage, dominated by anger, he opened his mouth and roared Then he summoned more helpers: "Kill him!"

If he can't get it, no one else can get it!

Under the big move released by the demon lord, the dark demonic energy gathered in the sky above the palace, turning into demon soldiers on the inner three floors and the outer three floors and landed, as if shooting an epic blockbuster with a grand scene, with great momentum and awe-inspiring momentum.

Jing Xi clicked his tongue, a big scene with no trace of PS...

He appeared out of nowhere a generally white long knife with no variegated color, and slowly injected a layer of supernatural power into the sword tentatively.Jing Xi wasn't sure if it would be useful, he just thought that his supernatural ability tended to heal all things, while the characteristics of the demons were to induce fall and destroy, just like the two sides of light and darkness, maybe they could be restrained and said indefinite?

It doesn't matter even if it doesn't work, anyway, he has Moke's magic pattern on his body, and these little guys can't hurt him at all under the suppression of Moke's level.

With this thought in mind, he held his sword to meet the demon soldier rushing towards him, clenched the hilt of the sword, and slashed down hard. Under the sharp light of the knife, the demon soldier in front of him was divided into two, but the body did not disappear.

Very well, it was exactly as he thought.

With the "golden bell cover" given by Mo Ke to defend himself, Jing Xi's dealing with these demon soldiers is like chopping watermelons, one knife is accurate.

However, the demon owl who took the time to notice this scene suddenly stopped, with an unbelievable expression mixed with ecstasy, he stopped the counterattack, and looked at the demon owl who was walking step by step as if he was teasing cats and dogs. Ke asked eagerly as if seeking proof: "You signed a contract with him? So, brother Wang, you don't really like him, but because he has something you want, so you acted for him, right?"

Mo Ke instantly lowered his face in displeasure, but Mo Xiao misunderstood his meaning, thinking that he had been hit by his own words, and he hurriedly stepped forward: "Brother Wang, Brother Wang, I can cooperate with you."

"Oh?" Mo Ke looked at him with an unpredictable expression, and asked in a seductive voice, "Do you want to cooperate with me?"

As if eager to prove his intentions, Mo Xiao nodded hastily.

"Come here, I'll tell you what to do." Mo Ke's lips curled up slowly, just like the way he once doted on Mo Xiao when he was a child, he was a little careless, and there were some smiles in his thick black eyes , Mo Xiao was bewitched instantly.

He couldn't help but approached this man obsessively, and kept murmuring: "Brother Wang..."

Mo Ke lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I want you..."

"Puchi-"

Accompanied by the chest pierced by the palm, the man's soft and powerful voice said, "—Go to die."

Mo Xiao's eyes widened, he lowered his head in disbelief, watching the man withdraw his palm unhurriedly, the black heart in his palm was still beating, but the next second it was crushed in the In the hands of Mo Ke.

The scene of blood and flesh splattered was like a reenactment of the scene of his death in his previous life.

Like a dilapidated hourglass, demonic energy scrambled to overflow from his empty chest. Feeling the passing of magical power in his body, Mo Xiao asked unwillingly, "Why...what...what..."

The man looked at him with the same smile on his lips, and didn't answer him until his body dissipated.

As soon as the demon king died, the demon soldiers who were still entangled with Jing Xi also disappeared.

Jing Xi turned around and looked up at the man above the palace, who stretched out a hand towards him.

Jing Xi smiled faintly, and under Mo Ke's focused gaze, walked to his side, was held by the man's hand, and walked into the palace.

Looking at the throne hanging above the main hall, Jing Xi's eyes were in a daze for a moment, and the scene of being in the palace of the Leopard Clan involuntarily appeared in her mind.

When he came back to his senses, he broke away from the man's hand.

"what happened?"

Jing Xi looked at the man and said seriously, "I want to see you sit in that seat."

Mo Ke raised his eyebrows, looked at the young man deeply, seeing his firm expression, he had no choice but to compromise: "Okay."

He turned around, and the tall figure calmly walked towards the unique throne in this world with steady steps.

Jing Xi looked at this scene without blinking, and went back to hundreds of years ago in a trance. He couldn't help thinking, the throne that Hu Xi owed Leopard King, after a hundred years of reincarnation, he will return it in another way. For a man, this is also a kind of perfection.

At least the guilt buried deep in my heart, at this moment, can finally be let go from the bottom of my heart.

"baby?"

"Well, I'm here."