The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Time passed bit by bit, but everyone did not wait for the demon king to make a move, but her extremely cold voice: "Do you think he is right?"

"Even if there is a mistake, it's not enough to cause death." Rong Ling said flatly, "It's just a little monster, please have mercy on your Highness."

Oh, pity.

The demon king clenched his hands hanging from his sleeves into fists, and finally snorted coldly: "As expected of a god, you are really kind."

Rong Ling didn't ignore the sarcasm in her tone, but she didn't care, instead she nodded slightly: "Your Highness is overrated."

The two came back and forth, but they still couldn't wait for His Royal Highness the Demon King to make a move. The little demon who was kneeling on the ground couldn't help but stare, wondering who this white-clothed female cultivator is.

But before they figured out the result, the demon king was about to leave, and before leaving, he said lightly: "Next time, don't let me see someone blocking the way in front of the city gate."

It wasn't until the demon king walked away completely, and the oppressive aura of a strong man disappeared, that the little demon who was kneeling dared to stand up, and hurriedly spread out like a bird or a beast.

The male demon who wanted to hook up with Rong Ling didn't dare to take a half step closer, and just bent down to salute: "Thank you for your help, fairy."

"No need..." Rong Ling didn't notice the other party's cautious look, so he turned and entered the main road in the city.

This is the main city of the demon world. It seems to be not much different from the capital of the mortal world. There are pavilions, pavilions, tiles and small restaurants. Everywhere is lively and lively, but the residents who come and go are not humans but monsters. From time to time, there will be monsters. Flying in the air, or an inconspicuous little thing on the street suddenly turned into a human form? Walking on the road swaggeringly.

Bizarre, but very real.

There is no daylight here, and it is always shrouded in night. Lanterns are lit everywhere for lighting.

Rong Ling had nothing to do, walked around the city before arriving in front of the demon king's palace.

There was already a waiter waiting at the gate, and when Rong Ling took out the invitation card, he hurriedly bowed and said: "This god, please come with me, it's getting late, you should rest first, just tell me if you have anything to do." yes."

"Thank you..." Rong Ling nodded in response, followed behind her, and saw the other person's figure swaying, the lower body hidden under the skirt was not legs, but a twisting snake tail.

Noticing her gaze, the waiter asked: "Could it be that this appearance has polluted the eyes of the god?"

"Not..." Rong Ling immediately denied that she herself was a monster who cultivated the Tao to become a fairy, so how could she look down on other monsters, "I just feel a little curious, and the nature of the monster race should not be tamed by others , why do you listen to that demon king so much?"

It's okay if she didn't mention it, but when the demon king was mentioned, the snake spirit's expression changed drastically, and he looked around for fear of being overheard by others. After making sure that there was no one around, he opened his mouth: "The gods don't know something, at first there were demons who refused to accept, only……"

It's just that this demon king is so capable of fighting. Anyone who dared to provoke her was beaten speechless. Moreover, as soon as she appeared in the world, it seemed that she was born with the power to drive all the demons, making people surrender.

Rong Ling listened to the snake spirit talk about how the demon king ruled order in the demon world, and couldn't help nodding, even admiringly: "Then your demon king deserves her to sit in this position."

She spoke calmly, and the snake demon's pupils, which were originally narrowed into slits, instantly widened.

For decades, no matter whether it is the demons in the demon world or the monks who came here, when they mentioned their king, most of them were afraid and did not dare to speak. Unlike Rong Ling, they discussed frankly and seemed to have no fear.

The snake spirit responded subconsciously: "The god is right, and our Highness..."

She seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and immediately kept silent.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Rong Ling asked.

"It's nothing..." The snake spirit hurriedly said, "God, your bedroom has arrived."

Rong Ling looked forward, even though it was just a sleeping room, it was magnificent enough, the room had windows, and when he walked in to see the layout, it was somewhat coincidentally similar to her bedroom in Guanghua Palace.

After delivering the person, the snake spirit bid farewell to Rong Ling in a hurry. When she left, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the main hall of the demon king.

In the palace, the shark lantern was always bright, and it was so quiet that there was no sound. The woman in a black robe half propped her head in a deep sleep, and opened her eyes immediately when she heard the movement.

Through the silver mask, her eyes were like deep pools, cold and waveless.

The snake spirit didn't dare to look directly at it, and hurriedly knelt down to salute: "Your Highness, this servant has already sent that deity to the sleeping hall." After a long silence, when the snake spirit thought that the other party had fallen asleep, a low voice suddenly sounded in the hall. :"Um……"

The demon king said again: "What did she say to you?"

The snake spirit didn't dare to hide anything, and reported everything Rong Ling had said.

From the beginning to the end, the woman sitting upright did not have any emotional ups and downs, and finally asked: "She didn't reject you as a demon?"

"No, that lord doesn't seem to care about these things." The snake spirit replied cautiously, but a little muttered in his heart. Could it be that His Highness specially sent a little demon of himself who has not fully transformed into a human form to serve that god venerable, just to this?

"Hmm..." After getting an unexpected answer, the Demon King really didn't ask any more questions, "Let's go down..."

"Yes..." The snake spirit hurriedly twisted her waist and left the hall.

After the people left, the demon king who was reclining on the couch got up and went out. She was riding the wind, and she didn't know where she was going in the endless dark night.

There was no rest on the way to the demon world, so even if he changed to a place he had never been to, Rong Ling rested very well and woke up naturally.

The night outside the window was still as thick as ink, and the celebration ceremony would be held tomorrow, so she would be fine if she simply idled, so she might as well go out for a walk.

Walking around the path, unknowingly crossing into a world that has never been visited.

On the bank of the water pavilion, the river is flowing quietly, and there are fireflies flying all over the water and on the shore.

These pale blue light spots danced in the dark night, and even Rong Ling himself was enveloped in them unconsciously.

She stopped and looked up for an unknown amount of time, when suddenly there was movement behind her.

Rong Ling turned his head and saw clearly that the person who came was the Demon King, he nodded and said hello: "Your Highness..."

"Hmm..." The Demon King's voice was extremely low, as if he didn't expect her to appear here suddenly, and his footsteps stopped on the spot.

It was only then that Rong Ling remembered that he was in someone else's palace, walking around might have violated His Highness's taboo: "I have no intention of offending, and I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

After all, she stepped forward and wanted to go back the same way.

When passing by each other, the demon king beside him suddenly grabbed Rong Ling's wrist tightly.

The stars were dotted, and a firefly landed on Rong Ling's shoulder.

Rong Ling was puzzled, looked sideways, and was about to shake off the opponent's hand, but smelled an imperceptible smell of blood, she was a little surprised: "Are you injured?"

The author has something to say: I finally made up for the 14 owed on the [-]th. I found that this is not possible. There is no daily update of [-]. If it can be postponed every time, it will be compensated slowly by infinite delay If you come back, what's the difference with Risan!

So I decided to set a time to update [-] every night at [-]:[-], and slowly make up the [-] owed in the past few days at other time points, Oye!