Handsome young men are endearing

"Young Master, what's wrong with you? Why did you hang out with this gang of mobs? You have to know..." Leng Qianye severely interrupted Butler Leng before he could say anything.

With a wave of his long sleeves, a huge magical aura burst out from his body, his evil eyes looked at the person at his feet who was crying for his young master, and sneered.

Turning around, the black robe behind him swung up, and in the next second he was already sitting on the throne of the demon king of the Nether clan.

"Enough! Tell you that I don't know you, but I know that you were my servant before I recovered, but now...you don't even have the qualifications to be a servant. If you don't do what I say, this is What will happen to you!" Leng Qianye casually picked up one of his fingertips, the slender finger seemed unchanged, but when he pointed forward, the stone pillar made of pure gold was directly reduced to ashes.

"I won't give in, even if you are the young master, no, you are no longer, so I will never obey you!" Standing up, I insisted on walking out of the gate.But... "Elder, it's up to you next, I'm tired, and I have too many things to deal with these days, so I'll leave this to you."

With both feet on the ground, he disappeared before your eyes like an emperor in the dark night.

The elder who had been standing behind Leng Qianye bowed slightly, and did not turn around until he had completely watched his king leave.

The resentful gaze was directed at Steward Leng: "Don't disturb the king's mood, or everyone in our clan will not forgive you, do you think so?" There is no one around, but there are still people around Keep answering the old man's words, until more and more, louder and louder...

"I told you I won't help you guys! Even if it's death!" Butler Leng's body at this moment is just like Leng Qianye at that time, unable to move a bit, but still has the words "I'd rather be broken than whole" written on his face. These few words.

"Stubborn! Come here, get the medicine!" Immediately afterwards, a maid in enchanting clothes came in from the door and came to the elder with a medicine bottle. Instead of looking at her, she took it directly from her hand. The purple medicine bottle poured the liquid inside into Leng Steward's mouth, then threw the bottle to the ground, and said coldly: "Tomorrow you will obey us obediently."

———————————— "Are you done?" The wine glass in Leng Qianye's hand was constantly turning, and the back standing in front of the window looked vicissitudes, which did not match his age at all , but exudes a seductive charm.

"Yes king, by the way, this old man has the guts to ask, when will the news of our clan's reappearance be announced to everyone in this world?" , This is their king's preference, and he doesn't like people standing close to him.

"I'm free to arrange this matter, so don't ask too much, by the way, when will the palace be completed." Leng Qianye's voice was hoarse, evil, and extremely pleasant.

"Tonight... my lord, our return will bring... terrifying joy to the people of this world, do you think so?" The old man's gloomy white teeth were exposed, giving people a creepy feeling.

"Yes, they must tremble. As ants, they are not qualified to challenge us, and we will definitely make them suffer great pain, because this is what they owe us!"

The silvery-white transparent goblet in his hand was severely crushed, and the blood-red liquid inside flowed down like Leng Qianye's blood...