Evil Emperor haunts: Little Mengfei, to give birth to a cub

Chapter 56 The Singing Woman

Mu Jiujiu was taken aback, thinking that the red blade would be terrifying even if it was fierce.

Yuan Ge at the side stretched out his hand and poked him on the shoulder, he jumped away in fright, Yuan Ge chased after him, and finally forced him to run away.

Yuan Ge clapped his hands, and scolded disdainfully, "Coward!"

Sitting cross-legged on the rock, Chi Sheng finally took a breath, looked up at Xi Xun who was standing high above him, the corners of his mouth under the mask gradually curled up, "Emperor Xi Xun? I didn't expect you to break into the demon of the deity for a little girl." temple."

Xi Xun glanced at him coldly, "I have something to ask you."

He stood up and patted his robe, "The emperor just ask."

"What are you doing grabbing Mu Jiujiu?" Xi Xun frowned, staring at him firmly.

"So that girl is called Mu Jiujiu?" Chi Sheng laughed a few times, and then said, "That girl was not captured by the deity, including the other green girl, both of them broke in accidentally."

Xi Xun showed doubts on his face, he obviously didn't believe it, he didn't know what happened to the other woman, but Mu Jiujiu was a mortal, how could he break into the Demon Palace.

"The emperor doesn't believe it, and I can't help it." Chi Sheng spread his hands, knowing that Xi Xun would not believe it easily, and he also expressed that he was too lazy to explain.

Xi Xun lowered his eyes slightly, and when he looked up again, the corners of his mouth curled up coldly, "How should I explain the demon's arrow?"

"Cheap?" Chi Sheng was displeased, "Emperor Xixun, no matter what, you can't call me cheap, right! Although your cultivation base is higher than mine, this venerable is still a generation of demons!"

Xi Xun stared at him, and his tone sank, "On the night of the Yaochi banquet, Luo Hanjian from the Demon Race almost killed Mu Jiujiu. Are you going to say you don't know?"

"I really don't know!" Chi Sheng's tone was very firm, but his expression was hidden under the mask, and he didn't know what it looked like.

Xi Xun suddenly gave an evil smile, stared at his scary mask and said, "Why don't you take off the mask first, and we'll talk later!"

As he spoke, he leaned forward and stretched out a hand towards Chi Sheng's face. Chi Sheng was startled, barely avoided, stared at him coldly, and said angrily, "What is the emperor going to do?!"

"No one has ever seen the appearance of the Demon Lord, but I seem to want to take a look today."

Chi Sheng held on to his mask, and stretched out his other hand to stop it, "Wait! It's not that this deity is stingy, but I'm afraid that this deity is too handsome. After seeing the emperor, I'm afraid he will feel inferior in the future."

Xixun thought to himself, why didn't he know before that this Demon Lord who doesn't like to go out is so narcissistic.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows, "Let me just listen to what you said, but I don't know if it's true or not, but Mozun, please remember, if you don't investigate this matter clearly, I won't let it go."

"All right, all right!" Chi Sheng nodded quickly, "Just as long as the emperor is happy."

After Hongren escaped, Mu Jiujiu wandered around with Yuan Ge. Although the demon world was dilapidated, the place was not small. After wandering around for a long time, without any heavy items, it was broken and broken in style.

The two were laughing and chattering, and suddenly heard a melodious singing, suddenly far and suddenly approaching, with a little sadness, they heard it in their ears, and had to be listened to carefully.

"Who is singing?" Mu Jiujiu asked suspiciously.

Yuan Ge shouted from the side, "Who is singing, gentle and lonely, hey!"

Mu Jiujiu rolled his eyes, and suddenly heard Yuan Ge exclaim again, "Look, there's a woman over there!"

She looked in the direction Yuan Ge's finger was pointing at, and there was a woman sitting on the stone pile not far away.

The woman was wearing an elegant white tulle dress, her black hair was lightly tied, and a bright bead flower was dotted in it.

She sat cross-legged on a high pile of stones, holding a purple harp with one hand, and played it lightly with the other hand, singing ethereal songs leisurely.

　If you see a joke, share it with everyone.

　　I said to my girlfriend very emotionally: Draw your peerless beauty with my three thousand ink strokes.

　　Her: Am I that complicated?
　　I. . .

　　Hahaha, I don’t know if I amuse everyone~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)