Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

slave bond.

Even among the Three Realms, there are only a few who can accept this obviously unequal contract.

Even if the slave contract is a double practice, it is only beneficial to the master side, and has no benefit to the slave side. It is only used in the Three Realms to retaliate and restrain special people.

Shi Qingyi's fingers landed on the paper contract, her fingers were very cold, and she was suddenly out of breath.

As if aggrieved and helpless, he shouted: "A Luo..."

The Immortal Doctor has always been considered aloof all her life, she has never bowed her head to anyone except when other people begged her.

This is the first and only time.

Without looking at her, Yaoluo pointed at the marriage contract with her slender fingers, and her voice was cold and half a smile: "You don't want to?"

"Since you don't want to, let's burn it." The flames around the fingertips scorched a little bit of the corners.

The matter of burning it was over, and the moment it was taken out was full of pleasure of revenge, but it was caught off guard by regret.

"Don't—" Shi Qingyi pressed her hand, her voice was dry, her throat moved, her fingers tightened the marriage contract bit by bit, "I promise."

Yaoluo was stunned suddenly, she actually didn't think that Shi Qingyi would agree.

It is even ready for her not to agree, to forcibly follow her seal or——

However, the weak man has already reached out his hand to reach the pen and paper, one hand pressed the contract, and the other hand pressed against his lip and bit his fingertip, blood dripped aside, and the tip of Langhao's pen was stained with blood, stroke by stroke. The slave party writes his name.

——Shi Qing Yi.

She wrote it so solemnly, with correct and clear handwriting, as if it was really a marriage letter once in a lifetime.

The character shake down was taught by Shi Qingyi, but it is very different from Shi Qingyi's.

The demons only learned how to fight and fight when they were young, and they didn't know anything about reading and writing. Later, Shi Qingyi taught her to write when she was recuperating in Fuxi Mountain.

She was afraid of making Shi Qingyi unhappy, and she always studied very seriously, but she couldn't write well because of her limited talent. Later, she figured out how to be lazy, so she turned into her original shape and wrapped herself around her body. The four claws of the dragon clan hugged her. legs, and dragged her out like a baby.

The past came to an abrupt end, her handwriting was still ugly, and a hand had quietly covered the back of her hand.

The long black hair fell down and brushed the side of her neck, icy and cool, Shi Qingyi held her hand and finished writing those two words carefully and emphatically.

In Yan Mo Palace stands the ice mirror dug from the bottom of the East China Sea, and when it shakes down, it turns its head unnaturally.

She fully thought that she would see in the mirror the indifferent and crazy self who had avenged her revenge, and Shi Qingyi, who was begging for perfection. She thought that her expression at the moment must be hateful and mocking.

But no, the two people in the mirror are like a pair of lovers, Shi Qingyi has no strength on her body, she is quietly nestled in her arms, and she lets Shi Qingyi hold her handwriting, her ten fingers seem to be invisible The interlocking, intimate.

Why is her face so pale?It's like being wronged.

Shaking his breath slightly stagnant, he became resentful for a moment, scolding himself from the bottom of his heart for how he could be so soft-hearted!He deserved to be tricked by her!

"You deserve this. When you were in Bodhi City, didn't you treat me as a slave too?!"

He gritted his teeth and told himself that no matter how soft-hearted he must be, he must be a fool.

I was in Bodhi City, but she led the chain to go out, and was mistaken by the monster for——

Even the slaves have weddings, but they are quite simple, and the folk customs in the devil world are rough. No matter what kind of marriage, they have to drink for three days and three nights before they can give up. Slaves drink.

As a fairy grass, Shi Qingyi doesn't know how to drink, she just pours it down when she drinks, her face becomes colder and colder surrounded by all the demons, the surrounding is almost covered with three feet of ice, she just sits on the position of the demon king and looks at it coldly she.

When Shi Qingyi was annoyed by the disturbance, she turned her head to look at the people on the high platform, seeing that Yaoluo didn't stop her, her eyes dimmed, she turned her head and directly picked up a jar of spirits and poured it on her head.

The delicate and slender neck swallowed, and the jar of spirits soon ran out. After drinking, the Immortal Doctor threw the jar of wine on the spot, and asked coldly in the crackling sound: "Is it enough?"

The demons froze for a moment.

Then I saw the woman who had finished drinking and insisted on going in the direction of the demon king step by step. She walked so stubbornly that she even forgot to stop her for a while.

The master-slave contract, the slave cannot be at the same level as the master, she walks up step by step, and there are demons booing behind her.

"How can a jar be enough on such a big day?" "Good drinker!" "Don't drink more!"

Amid the quarrel, only Yaoluo looked at her coldly and stepped forward. The master and slave could not be on the same step, but when she was half a step closer to the position where Yaoluo was sitting, she couldn't go up, her feet seemed to be in shackles, no matter what step forward.

Every point is tearing, like a moat, and going forward requires her to be separated from her flesh and blood.

Mozun bent down to stare at her: "Do you think you can stand side by side with me?"

She struggled as hard as she could, but it still didn't work. The contract she signed even made her knees slightly bent, and she had a faint tendency to kneel down. After shaking down, she looked at her embarrassed posture and was ready to mock her.

Such a high-ranking person should also bow his head in front of her.

"Mmm..." Who would have thought that the man hummed, and then he lay down and curled up on her lap, resting his head on her lap, and shouted in a drowsy voice, "A Luo..."

Shake down: "..."

At that moment, she was very breathless, holding her breath in her heart, unable to move up and down, and finally sternly said to the group of demons who were still booing.

"What to drink? She deserves such a good wine?!"

A group of demons with teeth and claws instantly became honest, and they didn't dare to provoke the demon master who was like a hairy man, so they ran to other places to gather and drink for the night.

Shi Qingyi was so drunk that he was so aggrieved that Shaluo wanted to carry her back, walking through the long magic palace and the heavy snow like a sword.

The demonic snow mixed with strong wind, blowing on people like a knife cut, shaking Shi Qingyi subconsciously covered Shi Qingyi's whole body, and later he realized why he did such a thing, and immediately took him out of his robe.

Then she heard the drunken comatose talking drunkenly. She couldn't hold back and listened. She seemed to be very dissatisfied and protested, stammering.

"I... deserve you... Ah Luo..."

I am not worthy of such good wine, I am worthy of you, I am only worthy of you.

"Shi Qing Yi!"

Shaking his heart and suffocating, his eyes darkened with anger, unable to vent his anger, he almost bumped his head against the pillar.

In the end, he couldn't see her getting drunk, and Yaoluo forced the alcohol out of her body with devilish energy, and cursed viciously: "Do you think it's that easy?"

Shi Qingyi was half awake anyway, when she heard this, her eyelids slightly opened and she couldn't hold them down: "A Luo, what do you want? I'll listen to you."

Finally at this point, Mozun sneered, bit the corner of Fairy Yi's white earlobe, word by word, sprayed warm breath into her cochlea, and fed a medicine into her mouth.

"Please me—"

The Immortal Doctor opened her eyelids half drunk and half sober, a little misty water vapor filled her eyes, her dark eyes moved, and after a while, she burst into a smile.

The whole person braced himself up, quickly kissed the corner of Mozun's eyes, half drunk and half awake, rushed forward, and put the medicine in his mouth into Mozun's mouth at once.

The voice was still calm and restrained: "Okay."

Caught off guard: "..."

……

I don't know whether it was torture or joy for a night, Yan Mogong naturally didn't dare to listen to the demon in the corner of Mo Zun, only Feng Xue could hear the voice inside, sometimes a little depressed.

Mozun couldn't help hating, and she didn't know what she was hating specifically, as if she could find fault everywhere, even people who had always been lonely and refused to speak out would find fault with hatred.

"Why? Just so unwilling to be nice to me, even unwilling to make a sound?"

After a long time, a weak voice came out in confusion: "You, you told me not to talk..."

Mozun was stunned for a while, then remembered that it was when she was in the water prison. At the same time, she said clearly, don't say it, I won't listen to it anyway, and I won't believe it.

At this moment, she lifted a rock and shot herself in the foot, she was so angry: "I want to listen, tell me!"

After waiting for a while, she heard a very cold voice close to her ear and uttered an extremely exaggerated word. The Mozun stiffened all of a sudden, and the drunk man had her earlobe in his mouth, chattering love words.

The love words were heart-warming, but Mozun was defeated in a moment, and angrily sealed the mouth of the medical fairy.

"Stop talking!"

"..."

Obviously it was to please him, but he was the one who was so angry in the end, Mozun was suffocating in his heart, but he fell asleep because of exhaustion.

When the daylight broke, everything stopped. Mozun lay on the side and sweated slightly on the forehead. Shi Qingyi wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve on the outside. At a certain moment, she frowned, endured and endured, and staggered out. .

She didn't dare to cough violently until she fled out of the palace door in a hurry and closed the door. She squeezed the door tightly with all her fingers, almost knocking a hole in the door. After a while, she dared to remove her sleeves, which had already splashed Spots of blood.

The weakness of the body is becoming more and more obvious——

Shi Qingyi leaned outside the door for a long time before gaining some strength and began to walk outside.

The Demon Lord in the hall opened his eyes coldly, staring blankly at the beam, and finally couldn't help tearing the red clothes in his hand.

When she fell asleep, she couldn't help but hold Shi Qingyi's hand tightly, and was later changed into a rag by that man.

No hurry, no hurry, what is she in a hurry for?Anyway, there is a slave bond, Shi Qingyi can't escape at all, she can only accompany her to fall into the demon world and suffer all kinds of sufferings in the world!

Having said that, she still couldn't take it anymore, her fingers curled up little by little, her heart was churning violently, she looked out desperately, watched the man disappear at the end of her sight, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Chewing on her name desolately and resentfully: "Shi Qingyi——"

After signing the slave contract, the restrictions on freedom were not as strict as at the beginning. When Shi Qingyi searched for the route given by the system and walked not far away, he heard a roar. The leopard was locked in a remote enchantment, and he heard footsteps with his ears drooping. All of a sudden, he stood up and saw that her eyes were red again.

This was the first time she saw Shouyue after she came back from the dead.

"You lied to me!" Leopard stood up on all fours and roared at the people outside the barrier: "You lied to me, you lied to me, you will kill her, what happened?!"

Shi Qingyi coughed twice, and her voice helplessly called out "Queyue".

The leopard lowered its head again, and the eyes of the beast revealed humanized sadness.

"You are reluctant to kill her, then, at least you can leave, and you can live longer without her..."