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Chapter 1874 The Depressed Qi of the Demon Venerable

Chapter 1874 The Demon Lord’s depression

The Demon Lord's tone was cold and cold, and there wasn't much emotion in his blood-colored eyes, like an unintentional person.

Jun Moyuan narrowed his eyes slightly. He raised his hand and a seat appeared behind him and he sat on it. His whole attitude was very lazy.

The Demon Lord couldn't help but frown as he watched.

"So the Demon Lord can't bear it for even a few days? He can't wait any longer."

Jun Moyuan leaned back on his chair, his tone full of ridicule.

"Watch your tone, you and I are the same person."

"Oh, but in my opinion, we are two people." Jun Moyuan said unceremoniously.

In fact, when he first learned about the Mother Goddess, he regarded it as another consciousness of his. But when he learned that this guy actually wanted to hurt the little girl, he already regarded him as another person.

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The Demon Lord is cold, bloodthirsty and heartless. He is him. He has someone in his heart who wants to live at the top of his heart, so they are just two people.

The Demon Lord frowned and felt a headache for the first time.

He never thought that he could be so difficult to deal with.

Speaking of which, the reason why he was so eager to merge was mainly because of his sense of crisis.

He and Jun Moyuan were one, and he could clearly feel Jun Moyuan's emotions. Even if he didn't feel it voluntarily, the emotions would naturally be fed back to him.

These days, he always feels that something is getting wrong with him, and he always subconsciously pays attention to what happens to Jun Moyuan, especially...

A dark color flashed across his lowered eyes.

Suddenly, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he raised his eyes and looked in one direction.

Jun Moyuan paused, his eyes lit up slightly, and a smile subconsciously appeared on his lips.

That look in Demon Lord's eyes made him look a little complicated.

Leng Wuyou finally felt the aura of Jun Moyuan's soul and let out a long breath.

The pink and tender little tongue was subconsciously spit out by her, and it happened to fall into Jun Moyuan's eyes, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Okay, so cute.

I really want to reach out and hold her in my arms and rub her.

Jun Moyuan saw it, and the Demon Lord naturally saw it too. He was slightly startled and his eyes were a little dazed. He didn't know what he was thinking.

As if he noticed the two people's gazes, Leng Wuyou raised his head and saw the two of them.

When she saw Jun Moyuan, her cat eyes lit up, but the next moment she glared at him fiercely.

Jun Moyuan probably knew why the little girl glared at him and touched the tip of her nose in a coquettish manner.

Leng Wuyou walked over with cat steps, jumped directly onto Jun Moyuan, and scratched his face with her little paws.

"Are you okay? No one is bullying you, right?" These words mean something.

Demon Lord looked at it and couldn't help but pursed his lips, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason.

This grievance made him stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, his face looked a little unsightly.

"Let Qibao worry, I'm fine."

Jun Moyuan held the cat in his arms, brought it close to his eyes and rubbed it, then stretched out his hand to rub the kitten's ears. It was so fluffy that he couldn't put it down.

The kitten's tail swayed, patted Jun Moyuan's hand and glared at him.

"Spread your will." Although the fur on her body did feel nice to the touch, she didn't want to be a cat.

Jun Moyuan paused slightly, "Well, Qibao, I may have to torture you for a while. When I set it up before, the time this cat can last is limited, and it will not disperse before the time is up.

"

Leng Wuyou frowned and looked a little suspicious. She felt that this man did it on purpose, but she had no evidence.

Jun Moyuan had a straight face and acted serious, but as himself, Demon Lord naturally knew what Jun Moyuan was thinking, but his eyes flashed and he didn't say anything.

It's just that, looking at the two of them, he always felt a little uncomfortable, as if there was a suffocation in his chest that he couldn't vent.

This feeling made him a little at a loss.

Jun Moyuan seemed to feel something. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the Demon Lord with a somewhat dangerous gaze.

Sensing his gaze, the Demon Lord raised his eyes with a cold, emotionless expression.
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