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Chapter 8 Monstrous Demon Lord, Your Little Fox Has Arrived
"It will bite people." Mozun muttered childishly, shattered the transformation pill that was quietly held in his palm not long ago, melted it into liquid, and stretched it out in front of the little fox.

Mo Zishu let go, and circled around the demon's pale palm a few times, disgusted, and didn't want to eat with the crazy hand.

I don't know if, as a Demon Lord, this psychopath will have some kind of poison or Gu that can control living beings.

Beads of blood flowed down his pretty chin, and the understanding Demon Venerable gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "I have nothing to do with poisoning in my palm, who are I guarding against? Eat it quickly, or I won't let you transform."

"I control people, and I still need Gu? Why don't you hurt you to death, you little white-eyed wolf."

Ok.

The little fox who managed to win the game reluctantly accepted the non-threatening threat, and licked the fragrant Transformation Pill in small mouthfuls, and deliberately left a layer of liquid medicine so as not to touch the demon's palm.

Mozun lowered his head, moved his palm slightly, felt the extremely thin medicinal liquid attached to his hand, lifted the quilt angrily, picked up the little fox as if throwing it out, endured it again and again, walked a few steps by himself, turned his back Stand with hands behind your back.

Under the flickering candlelight, Mozun's side face was warm and moist, somewhat similar to that of Zhengdao who had come earlier.

"I can't see that you still have a bit of a gentleman's strength of character." Mo Zishu said, his voice was soft and deceptive, enough to make a listener who had never met face to face, outline a seductive vixen in his heart.

It's not right for her to turn her back when she transforms into form.

She has a good relationship with Wen Xiuya, so this psychopath couldn't have grown up in the righteous way.

Mozun frowned, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye immediately came alive, as gorgeous as a fox: "Do you know how to dress?"

"No need." Mo Zishu jumped out of the bed, holding the tassel on the skirt in awe, staring at the jade bracelet given by her elder brother, and tongue-tied slightly.

I don't know the purpose of this mysterious power to revive her. Even the clothes she wore when she died were brought to another world intact. Could it be that an acquaintance did it?
No need to.

Is that white hair turned into clothes?

Mozun couldn't bear to purse his thin, bloodless lips, but he heard the sound of jade and jade colliding behind him, clear and loud, as if returning to him again after traveling through a thousand years, "Where is this child, why is he in such a mess."

Now, he is above ten thousand people, the Supreme Demon Cultivator, and he is no longer embarrassed.

"Don't look back?"

How to turn back.

If you're teasing on purpose, you're not properly dressed. . .

The Demon Lord, who was particularly stubborn in this regard, took a few steps forward, his boots rubbing heavily against the ground, silently expressing his refusal.

This time it's very polite, how did you bite Huan before.

Holding the tassel, Mo Zishu raised her eyebrows, with a smirk at the corner of her mouth, loosened her muscles, trotted for a few steps, and jumped onto the demon's back, stood on tiptoe, and wrapped her hands around the demon's cold body. neck.

Deliberately and slowly blowing out hot air, imitating him, leaning close to the reddened ears of the Mozun, and softly said: "I'm shy, Zixuan."

Mozun couldn't help trembling slightly, his mind went blank, his breathing became short of breath, and a dangerous storm was brewing in his phoenix eyes, he could no longer restrain his emotions.

He pushed aside the tender catkins, turned over and pulled the girl into his arms with force, as if he wanted to rub the girl into his own flesh and blood. With this villain, he will be together forever, and he will never be able to get rid of him!
Never!
　Da Neng 001 trembled.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)