The black-bellied master and apprentice: Master, the apprentice is here to grab the relative

Chapter 187
更新时间2013-11-2922:52:30。0
Even if he finds out about that matter, as long as he explains it well, it's still... Well, the chances of making it clear are not even a little bit!
Turning left is hell and turning right is heaven. Choices are always full of uncertainty and complexity. Seeing Meng Tingshan’s hesitation, Wu Zinuo could only pray silently in his heart: please make sense, Mrs. !

Master, there is only so much Arnold can help you with!
Meng Tingshan wore black clothes to hide her peerless elegance, but it also made the weak woman who looked like a deep boudoir look refreshing and vigorous. The black totem was domineering, and the lion head made of agate in front of her looked like a girl on closer inspection. Its mouth is wide open, and its pointed fangs are hidden under the dense and rare black agate. This is the style that Meng Tingshan had to fight for back then.

The demons are flamboyant and uninhibited, and they use the lion, the king of all beasts, as their symbol of supreme power. Almost every demon who has a little bit of connection with the royal family will be close or distant according to their grades, and will be embroidered on a certain position of their clothes. The power of the lion, the rest of the people are not allowed to touch the lion every year. If they touch it, once they are found out, they will be punished as treason.

Therefore, the totem of the lion, in the entire demon world, is almost the support of the gods, with supreme glory, and almost all the distant relatives of the royal family, as long as they have the power to embroider the lion, of course, within the scope of their ability, the more publicized they become. Okay, the more publicity you have, the more face you have, but it's a pity that in front of Meng Tingshan...

She is the first daughter of the demon spirit, and she is supposed to be "under one person and above ten thousand people". When the clothes were drawn by a tailor in the devil world and shown to her, she felt that the painted lion was too fierce when she looked left and right. It was too ugly, so I returned the drawing and changed it again and again, but I couldn't express her wish.

According to the demon spirit, the lion's totem should be the most conspicuous and magnificent for the daughter of the king of all demons, but the direct result of doing so is that the clothes cut out are not suitable for girls, although witches are different from girls. It's still quite big, and Meng Tingshan has been used to being "heroic" since she was a child, but...

And this totem is engraved on the clothes, it's too much, she doesn't want to be worshiped by all the young people as soon as she goes out, and it's proud to look up to her...

Fortunately, one of her maids at the time quietly suggested to her that the lion totem could remain as usual, as long as the princess chose some materials with similar colors, no matter how ferocious it was, it would be invisible if you looked closely. .

As for the materials, of course, the more expensive and rare the better. First, the identity of the princess of the Demon Race cannot be faked. Second, the demon spirits will not be suspicious...

So when the little princess thought it was right to do so, although the devil thought it was a little strange and insisted on his own plan, he couldn't help his daughter's begging and torture, and finally let it go.

The appearance of a lion with its bloody mouth wide open is common in the costumes of demon spirits. For example, at this time, demon spirits are wearing the magic suit most often worn in the demon world. Not to mention the agate lion in front of them, there is no wind. Behind Wu Wu's cloak, there is another extremely frightening one, which makes people tremble at the first sight, and the momentum is cut in half, the lion's head.

Standing on the main hall, he looked at the faint red light flashing in front of his eyes, which seemed to be a weak demon crystal blood cell, black air was rising all over his body, and he was not the least bit angry.

The demon strategist was crawling under the steps, his hands and feet were pressed against the cold marble floor of the main hall, although his knees were numb, he didn't dare to move an inch.

The two calves were still trembling at a high frequency, and it seemed that the whole body was trembling.

A demon general outside clasped his fists at the door with a strong rage:

(End of this chapter)