The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With - Chapter 1860

As soon as the little demon king finished speaking, another maid entered the house.

That maid was created by Yin Huan using illusion, trying to distract the little demon king’s attention.

“Wang, the big thing is bad, a Taoist priest invades the demon… ah!”

Before the maid’s voice could finish, the little demon king waved his hand irritably, causing her to vanish into ashes.

The little demon king looks small, but his strength is not bad. After all, he has two hundred years of cultivation and the throne of the demon king.

“It’s useless to say these things. If the demon world is so easy to invade, what kind of demon king would I be!”

Looking back, the little demon king prefers the scent that attracts him.

“Eh?”

He picked up his bottle in distress, his tender brows furrowed high.

“Why is the smell gone?”

…

Nestled in the man’s arms, Ling Qingxuan looked up and caught a glimpse of Yin Huan’s perfect jawline.

“Yin Huan?”

The man ignored her.

Aya Qingxuan:  …

Why does it feel like he’s angry again, she really didn’t do anything this time.

Ling Qingxuan stretched out a small arm, trying to create a panicked atmosphere, “Ah, I’m about to fall.”

With that serious face, there was no panic at all.

Piansheng Yin Huan heard it, and quickly raised his hand to cover the front of his clothes, looking down at her.

Ling Qingxuan folded her palms and compared her heart to him.

“Why are you ignoring me?”

When Yin Huan saw the little heart, his eyes turned slightly, “I didn’t ignore you, I was thinking about the Demon King’s Palace today.”

It seemed that the little demon king did not participate in the search for the Illusory Demon clan, but his attention to Ling Qingxuan made Yin Huan a little angry.

But after getting angry, he realized that it might be because of the little girl’s blood.

After talking in a mess, he said to Ling Qingxuan for a moment: “Don’t make your body so fragrant when you go out in the future.”

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?

Okay, next time you go out and stink.

“It’s my fault, too, for being careless about that little demon king.” Yin Huan pursed his lips and said, “Follow me to visit other demon mansions.”

Seeing the opening and closing of his thin lips, the little girl climbed up the placket, grabbed his hairband and swung it up, and kissed the corner of his lips.

The man stopped flying and reached out to grab her.

“Linger, what are you doing?”

The little girl is upright and bright, “Kiss you.”

She is so small, and the corners of her lips only feel the slightest touch.

The tip of her nose was filled with the cold fragrance of her body, Yin Huan’s eyes were dim, but looking at her small appearance, she finally endured it.

After putting Ling Qingxuan back in place, after a long while, he muttered in his throat, “I’ll kiss you when I go back.”

The little girl deliberately said, “I didn’t hear what you said.”

“Nothing to say.”

The demon world, like the human world, has various official systems, so the demon mansion is populated by demons with cultivation levels of nearly a thousand years and above.

Those little demon kings who have cultivated for two hundred years can detect their breath, not to mention these demons.

Yin Huan was more cautious, not planning to let Ling Qingxuan come out this time.

…

“Sir, drink medicine.”

business office.

Xi’er blew cold and took the medicinal soup, and brought it to Shang Qingyou’s mouth.

The man leaned on the bed, his eyes were pale, his lips pursed for a while, and he drank lightly.

This medicinal soup was bitter and hard to swallow, and the man didn’t want to drink it after taking a sip.

“It’s always death, what’s the use of drinking these.”

“Why is it useless, I hope you can get better.” Xi’er wiped the corner of his mouth for him, and suddenly smiled: “Why don’t I feed the son?”

Those delicate red lips took a sip of the medicinal soup, and Xi’er slightly hooked her hand and moved towards the man’s thin lips.

Shang Qingyou paused for a while, but subconsciously avoided it.

The medicinal soup was not sent out, and Xi’er swallowed it herself.

A bitter expression appeared on the woman’s face, and she said angrily, “Young Master, does this mean that you despise me?”

Shang Qingyou came back to his senses and shook his head.

He didn’t know why, he was happy when Mingming Xier was by his side, but as soon as he got close, he would involuntarily avoid it.

“I see, son, I’ll go to Jingjing first.”

Putting down the medicine bowl, she left in disappointment.

Shang Qingyou rose slightly, he sighed, took out the hairpin from his sleeve, and stroked it repeatedly.

“Cough…cough! It’s really hard to drink!”

Xi’er ran to the bamboo forest outside and spat out a mouthful of medicinal soup. Before she could recover, her arm was suddenly pulled back.

“Meier, why did you leave me? Why!”

Shang Ming’s weakened face enlarged, Xi’er frowned and shook his hand, “Release!”

“Meier, don’t leave me, I can’t do it without you, go back with me, go back.”

He hugged Xi’er, breathed **** the smell of her body, and showed an intoxicated look.

“Go away!” Between Xi’er’s push and shove, her face changed, it melted down, and changed back to Mei’er’s appearance.

“You’d rather stay here with the sick seedling than go back with me? Why?”

Shang Ming gave up using words to persuade, and directly tried to force it.

Meier was tired from tossing, and as soon as she used the magic, she pushed him away, “It’s weird, Qingsi should be pulled out.”

With green light in her eyes, she pressed the man’s heart, grabbed the palm of her hand, and screamed in pain from Shang Ming.

“Shh, keep your voice down.” Meier directly covered his mouth.

The five fingers pressed hard and pulled out.

After taking time for a long time, Mei’er said in surprise: “No, it’s not because you spent a few spring nights with you, you fell in love with me?”

Humans are so easy to fall in love with others.

“Meier, I like you, you want to be with you, don’t leave me, I want to marry you!”

Seeing that face kept approaching, Mei’er said in disgust, “Just you?”

The man was stunned, and said frantically: “You said you liked me, you said you couldn’t live without me, I want to marry you now, but you say I’m not worthy? The whole business is mine, and I have everything you want. I can give it to you!”

Meier licked her tongue, hooked his chin and said, “But what I want is yang, and, do you really like me? How much?”

“I like it so much that I want to give you my life!” Shang Ming roared.

Meier was tired of hearing such words, she pretended to be pitiful and asked, “What if I were a demon? Do you still like it?”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s human or demon…”

Just as Shang Ming was speaking, Mei Er in front of him took on a demonic shape, the long tongue, pointed ears and sharp claws wrapped around the man.

“real?”

“…Monster, demon…” The man was at a loss and incoherent, “Monster!”

Seeing that he was instantly refreshed and fled, Meier laughed out loud.

“Why are you scared now? Men’s words are really not forbidden.”

Maybe it was because she was upset that Meier was too lazy to leave that Shang Ming. She flashed to Shang Ming and grabbed his neck.

“Didn’t you say give me your life? This last bit of yang was originally reserved for you because you followed me. Now, just leave it to me.”

After she finished speaking, she opened her mouth, the man rolled his eyes, and his limbs gradually drooped.