I just want to be a salted fish

After watching for a long time, Jun Yike's face became darker than before, and suddenly he slapped the servant beside him forcefully.

"Baby maid! How many times has this princess said that young and beautiful women are not allowed to work in the magic palace? Are you taking my words as a deaf ear?"

"Slaves dare not." The beaten demon woman hurriedly fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Don't dare, then how did she come in?" Jun Yike pulled out the silver seven-knob soft whip from her waist, ready to give a good lesson to the servant in charge who was kneeling on the ground.

The seven-section soft whip fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of iron shattering.

Hearing this, the demon maid was trembling with fear, but she didn't dare to move her body to escape the danger.

Because if she dared to dodge, the princess of the Mozu would be even more angry, so the next beating would not be a matter of a whip.

Feng Jiuyue has compassion in her heart, and she can't bear to see someone get hurt because of herself, even if the other party is a demon he doesn't like.

He was about to save someone, but Jun Yike suddenly stopped, and took the seven-section soft whip from his hand as quickly as possible.

I don't know, I thought the unruly princess I just saw was a hallucination.

She bouncingly ran to the front, and came to a man in a black robe and long gown, and said in a whiny voice, "Brother Mozun~, why did you come here in person?"

Jun Qianye didn't answer, his eyes pointed to the demon maid lying on the ground in the distance.

Dai Lan felt You Dao's strong eyes on her, and immediately got up, walked to Jun Qianye, bowed and saluted: "Slaves pay homage to Demon Lord!"

Jun Qianye didn't talk much nonsense, and directly stated his intentions: "A distinguished guest has come to the palace of the deity, and you arrange a clever maid to serve him."

Dai Lan put her hands on her forehead and said, "Yes, I will arrange it immediately."

Jun Qianye never let strangers live in his palace, this is the first time, Jun Yike felt very uneasy, and asked curiously: "Brother Mozun, who is that distinguished guest in the palace? In your palace?"

Jun Qianye glanced at her coldly, and said emotionally, "This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Brother Mozun!" Jun Yike stamped her right foot angrily at his words.

Jun Qianye glanced at that stubby calf, his eyes were full of disgust, as if to say: Don't beat me.

He didn't want to pay any attention to women with ugly legs.

So he strode toward the magic palace with strides, completely ignoring Jun Yike.

However, when he walked to Feng Jiuyue's side, Jun Qianye suddenly stopped in his tracks, and his eyes fell on the half-covered long white legs.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuyue's face turned blue, and she unconsciously retracted her dress to cover her long legs.

"Snow white as jade, slender like branches, I guess your feet must be very beautiful." Jun Qianye's gaze was full of aggressiveness, and he looked down without hesitation.

Suddenly, he bent down his tall body and reached out to grab Feng Jiuyue's foot.

In response, Feng Jiuyue shook her slender willow eyebrows, took a quick step back, and prevented the man from touching her feet.

Seeing this, Jun Qianye smiled instead of being annoyed, raised his head and said coquettishly: "It's the first time someone dares to reject this deity in person, this beauty, you are quite interesting."

Feng Jiuyue immediately rolled her eyes, wanting to say one word to him: Get lost!

But the corner of Hell has not been found yet, so it is not appropriate to startle the snake, so I can only keep a cold face and say nothing.

The more he was so cold and ignorant, the more Jun Qianye became interested in him, and gradually got up and approached him, staring at him meaningfully.

Those blood-red eyes are now filled with a man's strong desire to conquer his prey.