The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 515 Don't forget, she is a god

"Tomorrow is the official competition in Shenyao Tower, Qingluo, did Sanmei send you a message?" The tall man in the lead whispered, but secretly looked at Xie Wanrong from the corner of his eyes.

"No, they are all left in the main hall of Shenyao Tower, so there is no chance to send a letter outside." Qingluo thought for a moment, "We should know tomorrow, brother, do you think we should take this opportunity to talk to that girl?" Be good."

A woman next to her immediately put on a straight face: "No, that girl is not someone to provoke, it's better not to provoke her."

Thinking of Jun Moran's tragic voice just now, the few of them fought a cold war for no reason.

When the crowds around this restaurant gradually dispersed, the purple figure appeared.

She moved her eyes, looked towards the direction of the four wooden windows on the second floor, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said softly the three words "Xie Wanrong."

Shaking his head secretly, he didn't know whether the deep meaning in his eyes was pity or ridicule.

She folded herself, but she was just a poor person.

Demon King?It's just a half-human, half-demon alien.

There was a vague smile on Zi Xi's lips, just such a person, is it worth Xue Ji's thoughts?
It was only because Brother Mojun didn't break the seal that he still had a little thought for that person.

However, she was still a little angry.

She frowned slightly, and quickly disappeared into the street, but after turning two alleys, she stopped, glanced behind her, and sneered: "Come out."

A white shadow flashed before Zi Xi's eyes, and Xue Ji's enchanting face had appeared in front of Zi Xi's eyes.

Xue Ji smiled seductively, her silky eye tails slightly raised: "Zi Xi, have you seen the King of Ten Thousand Monsters?"

Zixi snorted, "So what if I've seen her before, her strength is too weak, I want to kill her without breaking a sweat. The king of all monsters? Isn't he your master?"

Xue Ji's bewitching expression changed a bit, she managed to maintain a smile, Zi Xi was indeed stronger than her, after all, she was brought out by the Demon Lord himself.

Xue Ji's eyes turned darkly: "This has nothing to do with strength. You have been in seclusion for thousands of years, and you don't know what the devil did before he recovered his identity. For that woman, he can even disregard his life."

"..."

Zi Xi's heart stopped, she pressed her lower lip tightly, she glared at Xue Ji angrily, and was even more blocked by what she said: "Why are you telling me these things? You don't know the reason why Brother Mojun treats her well." ?”

Xue Ji smiled: "Zixi, I'm just thinking about you. After all, you were brought up by the Demon Lord himself, so the love the Demon Lord treats you is naturally different from ours."

"You don't need to say that." Mentioning this, Zi Xi raised the corners of her lips proudly.

Her identity is irreversible, and her position in Mojun's brother's heart cannot be replaced by anyone.

There was a strong sarcasm in her eyes: "She is not her after all, but she is just a poor person."

That woman had already fallen thousands of years ago, and there was nothing terrible about her in this world.

"What if she is her?" Xue Ji looked at Zi Xi calmly, and said quietly, "Don't forget, she is a god, how could she easily..."

That's all she said.

Xue Ji was just talking nonsense, but she knew that Zi Xi believed it, and she watched Zi Xi's little face lose color a little with a smile, and then said: "It's hard to say this kind of thing. , what do you say?"

(End of this chapter)