In the demon world, the blue demonic fire contrasted with the pale rose-red luminous pearls, illuminating the entire palace as bright as day.

In the Palace of Xuhua, in the Coiling Dragon Throne made of pure gold, Saint Xingxuan wore a silver brocade robe with dark patterns outlined in ink. His ink hair was casually scattered behind him, and his chest was lazily spread out, revealing his soft and charming chest.

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The coquettish fire lotus mask blocked his perfect face, revealing only the narrow and shrewd eagle eyes, thick and slender eyelashes like butterfly clothes, and thin red lips...

He is the legendary lord of the demon world. The lord who killed three demon kings with great achievements in a thousand years!

Sheng Xingxuan's eyes were shining brightly, and there were two rows of handsome men standing under the throne.

This is the male pet that the demon servant came to find for him according to his will...

The cold and domineering gaze passed over them, and he gave the last order: "Come one by one!"

The male favorites retreated, leaving only the man in purple who was closest to the throne.

The items chosen by the Demon Warrior himself are all handsome in appearance, so Sheng Xingxuan does not comment too much on their talents and looks!

Seeing his slow movements, Sheng Xingxuan frowned in displeasure with his slender eyebrows under the mask.

"No. 1, do you know what to do next?" He urged deliberately.

After being trained and trained by the Demon Lord, how could he not know how to satisfy the Demon Lord?

Number One is just a code name for pleasure. Sacrificing dignity in exchange for coexistence of favor and disgrace, becoming the plaything of the evil man on the throne seems to be a very honorable thing...

No. 1 nodded and strode toward Saint Xingxuan. He raised his hands in an elegant motion, unbuttoned his clothes and dropped them to the ground, leaving only his white trousers on his muscular body.

Sheng Xingxuan held a mutton-fat jade porcelain cup. The tumbling scarlet liquid in the cup occasionally revealed a strong aroma of wine. He licked his lower lip seductively, still not satisfied.

Due to nervousness, No. 1 quietly untied Sheng Xingxuan's luxurious clothes. He secretly observed Sheng Xingxuan's face and saw that he did not jump into a rage before he dared to take the next step boldly.

He buried his head on Sheng Xingxuan's chest and skillfully licked the brown strawberries on Sheng Xingxuan's chest.

He tried every means to tease Sheng Xingxuan's **, but the latter looked pale...

No. 1 opened his lips and used moist and warm lips and teeth to rub the two sensitive points on his chest. He touched them with his teeth, sucked them with his tongue, sucked them tightly with his lips and pulled hard.

Sheng Xingxuan is giving him time. If he cannot stir up his desire with a stick of incense, his end will be ten thousand times worse than death!

Number 1 hurriedly raised his hand to pull down Sheng Xingxuan's underwear, but was kicked off the throne by Sheng Xingxuan. Time's up!

"No. 2!" Sheng Xingxuan held the porcelain cup with his fingertips and shook it gently, as if a demon was reincarnated.

Number 2 was much smarter than Number 1. As soon as he entered the palace gate, he took off his clothes as quickly as possible.

He walked to Sheng Xingxuan and squatted down. He carefully pulled down Sheng Xingxuan's white pants, covered his body with his, and kissed the big black thing...

He worshiped Saint Xingxuan more than worshiping gods. He kissed his majestic body inch by inch, leaving behind an ambiguous transparent liquid that stuck to the dense black forest...

Sheng Xingxuan just played with the porcelain cup in his hand and swallowed sip after sip of wine. He couldn't arouse his interest...

No. 2 raised the powerful sword in his lower body with his hand and pushed it into his mouth as deeply as possible. He began to lick the majestic and hot object with his tongue.

"Hmm..." No. 2 hummed softly. He didn't make Sheng Xingxuan feel anything, but he enjoyed it very much!

Sheng Xingxuan finished the carignan in the cup, threw the cup down, and landed on the ground in a parabola. The scarlet liquid remained in the corner of his mouth, brightly striking people's eyes...

No. 2 was so obsessed that he wanted to stick to it and taste the taste. Sheng Xingxuan pushed him off the throne and asked him to get out of Xuhua Palace!

"No. 3!" A cold note popped out from his lips, more like Yan Jun urging him to die.

No. 3, dressed in a white robe, appeared at the palace gate in an elegant manner. Sheng Xingxuan's eyes were instantly attracted to him.

Some fragments of the remaining images flashed through my mind, which were the most important pieces of memory. The figures seemed to begin to overlap...

His heart was beating, and the strong impulse made him stand up.

No. 3 raised his hand to take off his clothes as instructed by the Demon Warrior, but Sheng Xingxuan stopped his movement: "No need to take off!"

What to do if he doesn’t take off his clothes? He can’t do it if he doesn’t want to die!

Sheng Xingxuan came to him and picked him up. No. 3 was held in the arms of Sheng Xingxuan like a princess. His body was very lean, and his snow-white skin was as delicate as a woman's.

It was precisely because of this that Sheng Xingxuan's animal desires were aroused. This feeling was just right!

This is the feeling he has been looking for, the fragmented memory.

No. 3's white clothes were rudely torn by Sheng Xingxuan. He enjoyed playing with weak prey, and No. 3 was the snack that best suited his appetite among these male favorites.

He threw him on the Panlong Throne, with his tattered white robe hanging loosely on his body, fluttering in the wind, showing off his fairy spirit, unable to cover his most secret parts.

Being aroused by him, Sheng Xingxuan eagerly adjusted his posture. No. 3 climbed onto the throne sensually. Sheng Xingxuan raised his lower body and penetrated his narrow vagina with his swollen and painful high penis.

The inner wall of...

Warm, comfortable, and tightly wrapped. He began to twitch quickly, and No. 3 was cold and cold because of the pain of this love without prelude.

Sheng Xingxuan's roughness caused large blood stains on No. 3's lower body, staining his white clothes red. He didn't like how dirty it was!

So, he put his swollen meat into No. 3's mouth, letting him use those two soft and slippery lips and tongue to serve him.

The pleasure of sprinting came over, and Shengxing Xuan let out a lazy and evil sigh, and released all his semen into No. 3's mouth. He did it three or four times with great interest before reluctantly leaving Xuhua Palace!

No. 3 passed out and died inside.

In the temple, Sheng Xingxuan's mouth held a trace of the aftertaste of love, and his whole person felt refreshed and his features were clear.

The Great Demon King Ling Tian had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw him coming, he respectfully greeted him: "Long live the Demon King!"

Saint Xuan Shu relieved his gaze and was in an unexpectedly good mood, so that the big devil didn't have to be polite.

The bluestone door of the shrine is closed, and there are plots inside that will destroy all life and shake the world!

The whispering voice was not very clear, but the last sentence was particularly clear.
Chapter completed!