blood sacrifice

Mozun asked himself, but he didn't know when, that person had already fallen in love...

East side hall.

There was nothing wrong with the graceful woman who circled around him and looked up and down, but that look gave Rong Ye the illusion of being seen, and it was a man being seen by a woman...

This made him unable to help the black line on his forehead.

The woman who saw Rong Ye's uneasiness smiled and stopped exploring her footwork, but her watery and charming eyes had no intention of stopping.

"Just call me Mei Ji~" Leaning on Rong Ye's body charmingly and half, the arm on Rong Ye's shoulder reveals a small section of fair skin, which makes people itch to continue to explore. The just right distance makes people feel like No one can distinguish her exquisite and graceful body line but it is not clear enough, on the contrary, it is more and more attractive.

Although forced by the world and had to be calm and sophisticated to intimidate the world, for the protoss with a long lifespan, three hundred years old to transform into a juvenile form and gradually grow up, and a thousand years old to be considered an adult, Melting Ye is an out-and-out adult who is about to grow up but is still young. A child who hasn't really grown up, except for yesterday's accidental oolong and being forced to have some experience, he is a cucumber egg that hasn't even been held by a woman's hand.

Although there are countless people who want to post back on weekdays, they are all blocked back under the perfect protection of the four angels Jie Lie. Now that she encounters such an attack, she is still a charming witch who is completely opposite to the pure gods. No matter how she pretends to be calm, she is still His face became familiar instantly.

"Tsk tsk, look~" Seeing Rong Ye's youthful reaction, Mei Ji became even more playful, leaning forward to deliberately close the distance, and blowing a breath of hot air on Rong Ye's neck, "Look at this pretty face , look at this body, look at these straight and slender legs, it must be fun to do it with you - die."

He heard that the demons were wanton and wanton, but he still couldn't take it anymore. He waved away Meiji's arm on his shoulder and walked into the house. Compared with spending time with her outside, at this moment, he wanted to put someone behind him. Clean things up!

"Don't go," Jian Rongye reacted in such a way that Meiji's stomach ached from laughing secretly, but before she finished explaining the business, she hurriedly stood in front of Rong Ye who was about to push the door open, "Sister, what's the matter?" It's not over~"

"Your Majesty's temper can't even be guessed by those of us who have followed us for so many years. What about you, no matter who you used to be, the purpose of coming here is unspoken. They were offered up by the tribe just to let the tribe have a place in the Demon Realm." , and even some are just for survival, and you, the plans of the Protoss don’t stop there?”

Talking about Meiji chuckled, everyone understands many things, but there is no need to say everything clearly, the gentle and casual tone, the smart eyes that cover their lips and chuckle make everyone look here with curiosity Everyone shrank their necks: "If you live one more day, your clansmen can live one more day. If you serve well, your clansmen may delay one more day~"

"Hey~ Don't look at me like that, sister, this is not for everyone's benefit to analyze and analyze with you, is it? In a sense, I am not pointing you in the name of collaborating with the enemy~"

Mei Ji smiled like a smirk: "Since you're here, it's up to you whether you believe it or not, facts are facts! As for me, I just want to make Your Majesty feel better, and don't let His Majesty lose his interest because of the people in my hands." As a result, Chi Yu was in trouble. What about you, since you have dedicated yourself to the clan, you should lose the so-called pride and self-esteem as soon as possible, which will only lead you into a dead end. Doesn’t my sister also hope that you will be better? I'm going to find someone, where can I find such a good material?"

Suddenly, I thought of the few words that Fang Caihao told me before leaving, and the attitude of His Majesty towards this person...

Rong Ye, who didn't want to stay longer to listen to Mei Ji's ghost stories, pushed the door in. Mei Ji looked at his thin back with a weird expression, her bright and sharp eyes were always vague, and she whispered softly: "Maybe you will be an exception. It can be seen that..."

It's just that this murmur could not reach Rong Ye's ears.

The mist in the hall was steaming. Although no incense was burned, the cold incense and the steam made it less cold and warmer.

Looking at the mottled marks on his body through the sparkling water, Rong Ye couldn't help but smile wryly, how could things have become like this, how could he be in such a bad place now...

As a man, he has to be reduced to a human being, a tactful successor, unable to ascertain the news of God's Domain with all his spiritual power exhausted, and the God of War who once dominated the wind and rain is now just a caged bird that is raised by others based on his own interest.

He kept rubbing every trace fiercely, as if it could be smoothed and wiped away, but he didn't know that it would only leave large red marks, but he wanted to cover it up more and more.

"Tsk tsk, you have some looks." I don't know when I entered the palace, let alone how long I have been in, Rong Ye continued to wash and groom without stopping, but the spiritual power was so imprisoned that no one even got so close. Noticing the slightest bit, it is worthy of being an ancient artifact to suppress souls, and I have to be gratified that the mere God of War made the Demon Lord go through so much trouble.

Wanting to satirize the little slave of the Huyue Clan who left with a few words of warning, half leaning against the screen but was unable to wait for an answer. Seeing Rong Ye taking care of himself completely as if no one was there, he suddenly lost his temper one place.

Not to mention stealing his own honor and wealth, he even cut off their clan's status. Not only did he not know how to behave, but he also showed off his power in front of him. Isn't it just a mottled body? When I was favored, I didn't know where he was cooling off!

"Don't think that you can reach the sky in one step with just your face!" He still didn't believe it when Master Meiji sent someone to say that someone had taken over his position of close servant. An eyesore!

"It's just a face, since you want it, just take it." Rong Ye sneered.This is good, not only will he become a male favorite, but he will also have to deal with a group of men and women who are fighting openly and secretly and being jealous, so I really live better and better!

Rong Ye's self-mockery was completely interpreted as contempt for Xiao Nu, and even brazenly flaunted it to make them feel ashamed. Xiao Nu immediately became unhappy, and took three steps forward and waved his palm in two steps.

In the past, even wanting to touch Rong Ye with a palm that had no basis would be nonsense, but now even if Rong Ye gathers up his energy to barely see the trajectory of the movement, it is already too late to avoid it.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of ear hanging echoed in the room, and Rong Ye, who couldn't even open the body barrier, was hit by the force of the roar of anger, his eyes turned black for a while, and his face felt itchy and then burned with pain.

Not to mention beatings and scolding since birth, even trying to get close is as difficult as climbing the sky, but now she is slapped by such a humble man for such a ridiculous reason!

Rong Ye, who had never been so humiliated before, had a red light in his green eyes, and Xiao Nu was so frightened that his feet softened on the spot with just one glance, and he fell to the ground.

No matter the race, with the improvement of practice, you can put the usual weapons in your body, let yourself become a scabbard scabbard, raise your sword with flesh and blood, take the soul of the sword as your god, and practice double-cultivation diligently.

Rong Ye forcibly mobilized his spiritual power to pull out the saber from his body. His body, which was already seriously injured, could not bear the pain of the backlash from the ancient artifact. Flashing, the tip of the sword pointed at the little slave who had already been scared out of his wits.

Thinking of Xiao's internal injuries, Mozun was a little worried, and Mozun, who never cared about gossip and other people's opinions, somehow didn't want others to see how strange he was to Xiao. But Fang did not expect such a good show of "the strong and the weak" to be staged: the little slave of the Huyue clan who fell to the ground was trembling like a sieve, while Xiao stood up from the bathtub half as tall as a person. , with a little crystal hanging on her bare chest, and her slender and lean body wrapped around her long, moist hair, so fragrant-flashy.

It's just that even though the water vapor is thick and the mist is lingering, it is difficult to hide the long sword that is as sharp as ice, with a pale face, and spots of crimson falling from the corners of his mouth fall into the water sporadically.

Tightening the wound medicine in his hand, his eyes kept wandering between the bright red corner of his mouth and the long sword, and raised one corner of his lips with a half-smile: "It's so sentimental."

Seeing the Demon Lord approaching suddenly, the little slave got up and knelt on the ground and sobbed: "This subordinate did not complete the task assigned by the Lord, please punish him. I don't know where this Highness is. I really don't like it." I really want to be with you."

"Heh, who is the master?" Mo Zun smiled, never taking his eyes off Rong Ye, "This is the famous Lord God of War. It is not easy for him to survive until now after being bumped into."

Hearing this, Xiao Nu was so stiff that he even forgot to sob, and could only kneel in a daze and wait for what to say.

"Go down and stay there."

Hearing the words, the little slave who was pardoned stumbled out of the room, only Rong Ye and Mozun were left in the room.

In the silent stalemate, eyes full of humiliation and anger stared straight at the Demon Lord, wishing to tear this man who made him suffer so badly into pieces.

"What's wrong?" Mozun couldn't help frowning as his eyes stayed on the inexplicably red and swollen left face.

What's wrong? !To put it bluntly, it's not thanks to you!

Slightly twitching the corner of his mouth and giving him a cold glance, Rong Ye didn't bother to talk to this man at all.

Fangcai took out his own sword in a fit of rage, suppressing the soul to restrain the total amount of power, and forcibly withdrawing the power can only make up for the loss out of thin air, but the sudden swelling of the body with the power out of thin air is not something ordinary people can bear.

Now if he wanted to withdraw his sword, he had to forcefully squeeze out the excess power from his body, but Rong Ye couldn't bear the pain immediately.Looking at his favorite sword in distress.

It's rare for him to ask calmly and kindly but not be seen by others. When did he, the Demon Lord, receive such treatment? !