Demon Becoming the Lord

Next to it is not a room, but a partial hall. There were light gauze everywhere in the hall, and the water mist filled the hall. Xiao Lang swept it away and faintly saw a super large wooden barrel in the light gauze, and the sound of water came from the barrel.

A thought suddenly appeared in his heart, which drove him to lift the veil to find out. He did the same, strode inward, unwrapped layers of veil and walked inward slowly.

Near, near!

Xiao Lang finally saw the scene ahead vaguely, but his mouth was dry, his whole body stiff, and his soul shocked.

There is a woman sitting in the wooden barrel in front, her jade arms are like white snow, her pretty face is like a flower, because she is bathing with a blush on her skin, which is even more exciting. The woman is all luo, half of her body is floating in the water. While holding rose petals, the woman was using a spoon to scoop water to take a bath. Because of the big movements, the towering Yufeng constantly surfaced, rippling...

The woman is beautiful, the beauty is suffocating, and the beauty bathing is even more beautiful. I am afraid that it is difficult for any man to see this scene. But this is not the point, the point is that this woman turned out to be... Mu Xiaoyao!

Little Demon Mu is a beauty, a big beauty!

Tianzhou ranks third, if you only talk about appearance and temperament, it is not impossible to rank first. If the woman in front of him was not Little Demon Mu, Xiao Lang's soul would definitely not be so shocked, and he had a trace of suppressing emotion in his heart for Little Demon Mu.

That man doesn't love beautiful women? Everyone has the love of beauty, and the pursuit and desire of human beings for beautiful things are innate. Mu Xiaoyao liked him very much, and once confessed to him, but he didn't dare to accept this feeling. One is because he feels ashamed of Red Bean, and the other is that Yun Zishan presses him down, making him unable to pass through, and he is afraid of implicating this lovely little woman.

But at this moment he saw Mu Xiaoyao taking a bath!

Although there is a voice in his heart telling him that this is an illusion, this is a demon. But he was a little embarrassed and apprehensive instinctively, like a child who did something wrong and was caught. He hurriedly wanted to turn his head, but Mu Xiaoyao suddenly screamed, hugging her chest with her hands, her beautiful eyes were filled with terror, like a frightened bird.

"Little demon, I didn't mean it, sorry!"

Xiao Lang didn't care if it was an illusion, and he hurriedly apologized over it sideways. Over there, Xiaoyao Mu shouted shyly: "Big Brother Xiao, you, you...oooo!"

Mu Xiaoyao started crying quietly, but also at a loss. The voice resounded through the side hall, everything felt extremely real, and Xiao Lang was also confused at this moment. Was this an illusion, or did the Heavenly Demon Emperor use his great magical powers to get Mu Xiaoyao over?

Looking at Mu Xiaoyao, who was holding her chest and lowering her head and sobbing constantly, Xiao Lang was at a loss. Looking at her pink and smooth weak suet jade back, she felt dry and dry, and the little friend was shocked.

He turned around forcibly, suppressing the evil fire in his heart and kept apologizing: "Little demon, little demon, I really didn't mean it, I didn't see anything, and I won't mention anything today..."

"Ouuuuu!" Mu Xiaoyao cried more violently when she heard Xiao Lang's words.

Xiao Lang also seemed to feel that what he said was wrong. He obviously saw a lot, and he saw both of those two blushes. Isn't it shameless to say that? He couldn't advance or retreat a bit, constantly rubbing his hands, where was the slightest calmness of the Western Overlord?

"Woohoo!"

Mu Xiaoyao cried for a while, and suddenly said slightly angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you pass me the bathrobe? Do you want to keep watching?"

"what!"

Xiao Lang glanced away, and he saw a snow-white bathrobe next to him. He quickly grabbed it and walked towards the barrel, but turned his head away and did not dare to look again.

The bathrobe was grabbed by a jade hand, Xiao Lang quickly released it, but he felt his hand was caught by a jade hand. Mu Xiaoyao's body also broke through the water, and a grieving voice sounded: "Big Brother Xiao, you, you have all watched the Little Monster, do you assume that nothing has happened? Don't you plan to... be responsible to the Little Monster ?"

Feeling the warmth coming from that slippery jade hand, and feeling Mu Xiaoyao's Xuebai body close to his body, Xiao Lang's breathing suddenly rose, and his throat kept squirming. It took a long time before he said, "Little monster, I don't want to be right. Responsible, but... I can’t protect myself, I don’t know how long I can live, how can I hurt you?"

"I do not care!"

Mu Xiaoyao's voice became extremely firm, and then a pair of jade hands suddenly encircled his waist from behind, the fiery tropical wet body pressed tightly against his back, Xiao Lang could even feel it Mu Xiaoyao’s two plump **** were crushed into two balls...

Mu Xiaoyao’s lips were almost close to Xiao Lang’s ears, she breathed out fragrance, and her grieving voice sounded again: "Does it really matter how long a person can live? If you are unhappy, what about hundreds of years? If you can only grow old slowly, that kind of life is not only a little bit happy, but torment for the little demon! Big Brother Xiao, I like you, as long as I can spend the night with you happily, even for an hour, I will I don’t think I will forget this life. Brother Xiao, are you really so cold-blooded and ruthless? If you refuse, the little demon will die..."

The Yiren whispered to her sincerely, a peerless ketone body hugged tightly behind her, and the girl's virgin fragrance came out. In such a scene, I am afraid that any man will choose to agree at all costs.

Xiao Lang trembled at that moment, he wanted to turn around and hug the woman in front of him, kiss her affectionately, and tell her that he is definitely not a cold-blooded animal, and that he will not let her be alone and let her die.

But at that moment, another thought surged in the depths of his soul, a thought that made his body cold.

He is saving his heart, everything in front of him is just an illusion, this is seyou! If he dared to turn around, he was afraid that he would immediately disappear.

He remembered the previous few demons. There were various trials, some made him kill, some made him emotional, and some triggered various negative emotions in his heart. The various trials and temptations of the inner demon are just to test the heart, use the illusion to influence his heart, and then kill him invisibly.

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that holding himself behind his back is no longer a peerless beauty, but a pink skull!

"boom!"

Xiao Lang's heart was crossed and he suddenly pushed back, pushing Mu Xiaoyao into the wooden bucket, causing water to splash, and he gritted his teeth and strode outside.

"Zheng!"

There was a sound of a sword being unsheathed from behind, Xiao Lang's footsteps stopped, and when he looked back, he saw Mu Xiaoyao holding a sword on his neck. The sword sharply cut through the skin, and the blood slowly overflowed, staining Mu Xiaoyao's smooth chest, causing the water in the wooden barrel to turn red.

Mu Xiaoyao's Qiushui eyes were filled with despair, tears shining brightly and wet her eyelashes, her pitiful appearance made people distressed. She looked at Xiao Lang obsessively, with a touch of tenderness at the corner of her mouth, and lightly opened her lips and said: "Big Brother Xiao, Little Demon is gone, and you can’t get your love, Little Demon... would rather die. Big Brother Xiao takes care, don’t blame yourself for being small The choice of the demon, the little demon does not regret falling in love with you, I am just afraid of loneliness and unrequited love. This kind of suffering is too uncomfortable, and death may be a relief..."

Xiao Lang did not speak or act. Instead, he closed his eyes and his face was full of pain.

Another choice!