Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Yu Fuguang snorted coldly and walked away without looking away. Fu Zhu followed her at a suitable distance.

The closer she gets to Luomeng City in Yanyue Mountain, where the Demon Palace is located, the stricter the interrogation becomes. It is not easy for her to sneak in.

Now she met Lou Jinxiao and Yu Fuguang here, and a strange combination of circumstances gave her the opportunity to sneak into the Demon Palace.

The most important thing is that with Yu Fuguang by her side, she is much more likely to be able to find out about Wu Sheng.

After waiting for a while, Lou Jinxiao changed his clothes and walked out.

After taking off his red clothes, the flamboyance between his eyebrows and eyes was suddenly suppressed a lot, and he became a little more romantic for no reason. His face was so handsome that the maids blushed and quickly lowered their heads.

The eyes of the demons are red. The darker the eyes, the purer the blood and the higher the cultivation level. People in the demons have always been proud of this.

But for some reason, the Demon Lord and several Demon Lords all like the same black pupils as the humans. Gradually, a craze started, and more and more people in the Demon World had black eyes. They no longer relied on the color of their eyes to distinguish humans and demons. Instead, they are distinguished by their appearance and demonic aura.

The low-level demons were tall and ugly. They didn't think it was a problem before. As they conquered Fangwaitian and met more and more human beings, they suddenly discovered that the aesthetics of the human race seemed to be better than that of the ordinary demons. No wonder the demons Your Highness has been so different from the beginning.

The clothes sent by Wan Yanbei were available in various colors besides red. The maid was quick-thinking and specially picked a purple one.

In her opinion, His Highness the Demon Lord even brought this human woman to such an important banquet, and the friendship between the two was certainly extraordinary.

Compared with the hibiscus purple on Yu Fuguang's body, the purple color on Lou Jinxiao's body is slightly darker, but not dull. The cuffs and body of the robe are embroidered with exquisite cloud patterns, which are complicated and gorgeous, showing the nobility of the devil. Extraordinary.

The maid stepped forward and arranged the sachet and jade pendant around her waist. She quickly stepped back and said respectfully: "The auspicious time is approaching. Please go to the main hall to observe the ceremony."

"Lead the way." Lou Jinxiao said calmly.

The maid nodded and led the way. Lou Jinxiao's casual tone came from behind, "I want someone from you, the Demon Lord, for me."

"May I ask who His Highness the Demon King wants?" The maid turned her face slightly and asked.

Among the Demon Lords who came to congratulate him, only the Jinxiao Demon Lord in front of him rarely showed his face in front of others, and his temper was extremely perverse and unpredictable. Previously, the Demon Lord had specially ordered to be cautious when receiving this person. Act with some discernment.

Little did he know that Lou Jinxiao had a bad temper in the past, but since meeting Yu Fuguang, he felt that he could only be compared to the big one.

He has never seen anyone more difficult to maintain than her.

Tsk.

That Qin or something, he must have been loyal to Yu Fuguang. In the end, she ordered someone to dig up the spiritual root and feed it to herself.

If Yu Fuguang is willing to practice his demon skills, he guarantees that within ten years, she will become the second female demon queen after Wan Yanbei.

It's a pity that Miss Yu is arrogant and disdains to associate with the demons.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lou Jinxiao felt someone kicked him at the base of his leg. He knew without thinking that Miss Yu was dissatisfied.

He coughed twice and couldn't think of A Li's name for a moment. Fu Zhu said at the right time, "Xiao Yu."

"Yes." Lou Jinxiao said, "This is the human race named Xiaoyu."

The maid who led the way didn't turn around, but said in a soft voice: "Your Highness, just take the person away. Our maid will go and tell the Demon Lord."

She's just a human maid. There are many in the house, one is missing and one is missing, it doesn't matter.

The sound of silk and bamboo playing in front became louder and louder, people were drinking and drinking, and the guests were sitting and noisy. When a quiet and elegant purple appeared, the atmosphere in the place froze for a moment. Most of the people on the field are demons. Only a small number of people are cultivators. They have submitted certificates of surrender and joined the demons. They have also made great achievements and become famous in order to have a place here.

It can be said that they know every human monk who has taken refuge in the demon clan, but the woman in front of them is too beautiful. If they have seen her once, there is no reason why they would forget her.

Yu Fuguang ignored these probing and scrutinizing glances, took a quick glance, and sat directly on an empty seat above.

Fu Zhu stood beside Yu Fuguang under the gaze of all the demons.

"Hiss, why did she sit in the position of Demon Lord Jinxiao?" Some demons couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and whispers suddenly spread.

"Looking at his face, he doesn't look like someone from our demon camp."

"If you can enter the Demon Lord's mansion, there must be a post. Let's take a look first."

"When Lou Jinxiao Demon Lord comes later, she still has to get up obediently?"

"How about I remind you that she was a beautiful woman like a flower. It would be a pity if she lost her body like this." The demon who spoke was shorter and thinner than other demons. Among humans, her figure was unremarkable. , a malicious smile appeared on his thin face with sunken cheeks.

Fu Zhu saw that Yu Fuguang's eyebrows had turned cold obviously, and the joking over there was still going on.

"Shi Gusheng, your inability to walk in front of a beautiful woman will harm you sooner or later." Another demon said while holding up the wine glass.

The demon who was called Shi Gusheng said disapprovingly: "This is our demon clan's territory. What does a mere human woman mean?"

"It's not that there are no beauties from the human race in my house, but compared to her, they are all rouge and vulgar." Shi Gusheng stood up from the chair unsteadily, "When the formal ceremony is over, I will pay my respects to Wanyan Sad Demon. You want her to go back, but now, hehe, you still have to save the beauty from the fire and water first."

He had heard the name of Lou Jinxiao Demon Lord, who was cold-hearted and didn't like beauties and wine. In the early years, he had sent some stunning beauties that he could not bear to touch, but they were sent back intact.

He felt happy and worried at the same time. Fortunately, he heard that the Meiji sent by others was also sent back, and he was completely relieved.

Shi Gusheng came up with Jin Jue in his hand. Just as he said a word, a sword wind blew across his face. He couldn't avoid it and was cut with a deep scar.

No one expected that Yu Fuguang would take action so suddenly.

Before she could take her sword back, it was left on the table. The warm-colored jade sword was stained with blood beads.

There's something good to watch now.

The demons who had drunk for three rounds had their own thoughts in their eyes.

Shi Gusheng lost face in front of the demons and got drunk. His head was spinning and he sacrificed his magic weapon, ready to take action.

Fu Zhu looked at the scene in front of her and thought about her current status as a human being without spiritual power. It was best to avoid it to avoid getting hurt.

Compared to Shi Gusheng's angry look, Yu Fuguang seemed much calmer and calmer. She brushed her robe slowly, not paying attention to him.

Shi Gu was so angry that he laughed back, and Xie Ren said: "What a thorny beauty flower. I have all kinds of thorns in my house, but I still lack a thorn bush like you. A beauty needs a little temper to be strong." …”

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The sword wind rose again, but this time the black iron fork made of stone bones intercepted Yu Fuguang's sword, deflected it slightly, and pressed the sword down.