Villain: The Forbidden Zone Emperor's Son! Sleeping for Ten Thousand Years to Break the Divine

"Is everything you said true?!"

Long Buhui questioned in his mind. This kind of power was unbelievable.

Perhaps only the ancient emperor, the invincible ancient emperor, could have such amazing means.

"Do you think this young master needs to lie?"

Long Aotian's voice was flat.

Long Buhui was stunned.

Yes.

His pupils were destroyed, and he was no different from a disabled person. There was no need for Long Aotian to lie to him about this.

And after this defeat, he also deeply understood the power of Long Aotian.

Even if he transformed into the Eye of Eternity in the future, he might not be Long Aotian's opponent.

Rather than burying his bones on the road to becoming an emperor, it is better to follow a strong man with the appearance of an emperor as soon as possible. This may be the best way out for him in this life.

"Young master, Buhui is willing to surrender."

After thinking this through, Long Buhui made a wise choice.

At the same time, he opened the divine palace in his brain, preparing to let Long Aotian plant the slave mark and be controlled by him.

"You are a man of tact. I trust you. I will not plant the slave seal for you."

Long Aotian smiled and said calmly.

Although Long Buhui was rewarded with the position of Demon Guard by him, it was just a connection between the two through the system.

He could not control Long Buhui's life and death at any time like planting the slave seal.

The two of them did bet on planting the slave seal before.

But what Long Aotian needs is true submission, not the kind of seal restriction.

Just like the eight demon generals under Long Tianqi, all of them have a fanatical worship of Long Tianqi, not a clear hierarchy between master and servant.

What's more, the slave seal will make the recipient have a knot in his heart, affect his Tao heart, and thus lose some potential.

Long Aotian did not want his demon guards to lack talent and not reach the end of their own Taoism.

"This..."

Long Buhui was a little moved when he heard that Long Aotian did not plant the slave seal for him.

Unconsciously, a feeling of respect was brewing in his heart.

"Buhui will not let down the young master's kindness."

"Well, go and recuperate. When you are well, come and see me again."

Seeing Long Buhui's slightly grateful expression, Long Aotian nodded.

This was the effect he wanted, loyal submission, not a controlled puppet.

"Buhui understands."

With hope rekindled, Long Buhui regained some spirit.

He endured the pain in his body and left directly under the gaze of everyone.

Since he had cultivated the true spirit, even if he lost his eyes, he could rely on the true spirit to identify the direction.

"What's going on? Long Buhui's eyes are already destroyed, but the young master still accepts him as a follower? Is he planning to continue humiliating him in the future?"

"No way, how could the young master have such a bad taste? He must have a way to help him recover. After all, we haven't seen the immortality medicine, but the young master must have it."

After Long Buhui left, there were whispers around.

"It's really rare. With Long Buhui's temper, he actually chose to surrender."

Ninth Sequence Long Xuan also whispered at this time.

"The two just communicated a lot with their divine thoughts. I think they must have reached some kind of deal."

Long Hanya said thoughtfully with her full breasts.

"As expected of the son of the Demon King, our talents are really inferior to him."

Feeling the horror of Long Aotian again, Long Pojun couldn't help but admire him and no longer had any dissatisfaction with him becoming the zero sequence.

This sentence caused several people to nod in unison.

Even though they were in the same sequence, Long Aotian's might made them not think of competing with each other.

Just as they were sighing, a delicate shadow stepped out beside them.

With a flash, they appeared on the stage.

At this time, Long Aotian was also about to leave, but suddenly heard a call.

"Young Master, please stay."

Long Aotian looked in the direction of the voice and saw a beautiful figure in his sight.

It was the ninth sequence, Long Shiluo.

Long Shiluo had a graceful figure, long hair like a waterfall, fair skin, beautiful features, and delicate features, like an elf.

With bright eyes and white teeth, she looked radiant, as if she was a god descending from the earth.

But the most eye-catching thing was the pair of furry ears on her head and the white fox tail swinging secretly under the plain skirt at her waist.

That's right, Long Shiluo was not a pure human, she had half the blood of the Qingqiu fox clan.

Her mother is the Saint of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, who is married to a prominent figure of the Long Family.

"What do you want?"

Faced with such a beauty, Long Aotian's expression remained unchanged.

In terms of appearance, she may be slightly inferior to Jiang Wan, but if you add the fox lady attribute.

Then it is difficult to tell who is better between the two.

And this scene also attracted the attention of everyone present.

Long Shiluo not only has a position in the sequence, but also has a reputation that spreads far and wide. She is the dream of many Tianjiao in the fairyland.Lover.

Even many descendants of immortal forces have come to propose marriage in person.

Those who understand this thing will understand.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan has produced too many peerless beauties who have brought disaster to the country and the people. They are charming and sexy, and are good at the secret arts of the bedroom.

In history, there are many forces that have destroyed their countries and people because of coveting the beauty of this clan.

Even more, some immortal-level forces have suffered devastating blows because of this.

It is conceivable that the fox girls of this clan have such amazing skills.

Being watched by Long Aotian, Long Shiluo was like a frightened little rabbit, and her jade-like crystal hands were nervously stirring in front of her.

That look of pity made many men present skip a beat.

"Young Master, I, I..."

Long Shiluo bit her lips tightly with pearly teeth, feeling uneasy and nervous.

"Just say it."

Long Aotian saw Long Shiluo's hesitation and couldn't help but continue to speak. He didn't have time to delay.

He had just defeated Long Buhui and chose the system reward of billions of stars visualization method, waiting for him to go back and comprehend.

As if sensing a trace of impatience from Long Aotian, Long Shiluo took a deep breath, as if he had mustered up a lot of courage, and said timidly.

"Master, Shiluo wants to follow you!"

As soon as the words fell, the scene fell into a dead silence!

Countless heartbroken voices sounded in every corner, and all male disciples were pale.

This goddess who was unattainable in their eyes and could only be admired from afar, the Long family sequence.

At this time, she actually took the initiative to become a follower of other men? !

This feeling is like the goddess who has been licking for a long time has suddenly become someone else's licking dog, which is simply unacceptable.

"It's over, the first blood is gone!"

A Tianjiao had tears in his eyes. He had fought with others and had eight bones broken, but he didn't feel as aggrieved as he does now.

"You want to follow this young master?"

Long Aotian was a little surprised.

He had no intersection with this woman, and they had never even spoken to each other before.

This suddenly appeared, and Long Aotian had to wonder if the other party had an ulterior motive.

"Yes, young master."

Long Shiluo's face was flushed, like a ripe apple, making people want to take a bite.

"Why?"

Long Aotian didn't know the purpose, and asked curiously.

"Because the young master's spirit convinced Shiluo."

Long Shiluo's beautiful eyes were bright, as if there was really admiration.

"This..."

Long Aotian frowned. His kingly and domineering spirit was indeed admirable, but this woman's qualifications did not seem to be worthy of the position of demon guard.

Moreover, beauty is a disaster, and there are many outside geniuses who are eyeing this woman. If he keeps her by his side in the future, there will be no shortage of trouble.

Although Long Aotian is not afraid of any enemy, he obviously does not want to waste time on this aspect.

"Young Master, Shi Luo knows that I don't have the fighting power of Long Buhui, but I have the blood of the fox clan, and my mother is the saint of the fox clan. She is proficient in playing musical instruments and singing, especially Western drama, which is even more unique."

Long Shi Luo saw Long Aotian's hesitation and quickly spoke with a shy face.

Men, don't they just like this kind of thing.

When they have nothing to do, they listen to music in the brothel.

But her words, when they fell into the ears of others, completely changed their meaning, and screams rang out everywhere.

"Western drama?!"

"Sucking Yang drama?!"

"Sucking Western toys?!"

"No! Promise me that you will not eat strange things except food..."