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

Chapter 672 Magic Spectrum
It wasn't until Xie Wanrong was out of breath that Qi Jinghuan released her from her arms.

Xie Wanrong handed the black jade pendant to Qi Jinghuan with blushing cheeks, "Ah Huan, I've been away for a few hours."

"How long?" Qi Jinghuan's deep eyes deepened a little, "Wan'er, you stayed inside for two days and two nights."

"Two days and two nights..." Sure enough, there is no time limit in the Ten Thousand Devils Nest.

She took his arm, grinning: "Go out and finish our ceremony first, I've already got the purple-gold magic crown."

Qi Jinghuan bowed down helplessly, and gently kissed her forehead.

If Xie Wanrong doesn't come out again, even if Qi Jinghuan doesn't hesitate to risk releasing the members of the Black Demon branch, he will also tear the barrier!Fortunately, she came out.

Qi Jinghuan unconsciously tightened his grip on her.

Xie Wanrong held the heavy purple-gold magic crown, happily led Qi Jinghuan to the old tree of Guteng, and showed the purple-gold magic crown, the prize of victory, to the old tree of Guteng.

"Now, there must be no other reason." Xie Wanrong finished speaking, and put the shining purple gold magic crown on the top of her hair.

The purple-gold magic crown fit her perfectly without any discomfort.

"It seems... that's right..." The old and ethereal voice gradually came out.

He originally planned that even if the woman took out the purple gold magic crown, she would not be allowed to become the queen of the demon world.

Because he was sure that the woman couldn't wear the purple-gold magic crown at all, so even if she took the purple-gold magic crown, it would be useless.

But now, the purple-gold magic crown seemed to be specially made for her, it fit perfectly, and even gave off a faint purple aura.

Even the Zijin Demon Crown has made a decision, what else can he do to stop him, he has no excuses or reasons.

Two thick and tall ancient rattan trees each gave birth to a rattan, and each of the rattan ends held a green jade.

"It's time to bleed."

When the voice sounded, Xie Wanrong tilted her head and smiled at Qi Jinghuan. She cut her index finger, stood in her place, and dripped blood into the emerald jade.

When the blood of the two dripped into the jade, the bright red blood suddenly flowed down the vine and flowed into the root of the tree.

The original brown ancient vines were blood red all over, and two ancient vines intertwined with each other, and lines of golden glowing characters were invisible carved out on the intertwined vines.

The name of the Demon Lord was engraved on it first, and then a few dazzling words were engraved next to the Demon Lord.

——Empress, Xie Wanrong.

Xie Wanrong looked at these words and was stunned for a moment.

Empress, Xie Wanrong.

Now, she has really entered the magic spectrum, and she immediately smiled happily: "Is this a ceremony?"

The ancient Teng tree has returned to calm again.

Qi Jinghuan's eyes lighted up slightly, and he pulled Xie Wanrong into his arms with his slender arms, and smiled narrowly: "My lady, call me husband to listen."

He wished he could rub the little girl in his arms into his body.

"Not serious." Xie Wanrong let out a low laugh, his face had already turned red.

The Demon Realm Valley has long been isolated from the turmoil outside. Now, all the rituals have been completed, and the corners of her lips curled up.

"It's indecent to call your husband, Wan'er, my husband will tell you what is indecent in the future." The deep and hoarse voice slid past Xie Wanrong's ears numbly.

Xie Wanrong pushed him angrily, but this guy stuck even tighter.

She poked his strong chest: "Why didn't you tell me that the Dark Lord is a woman?"

(End of this chapter)