He pointed his fingers a little lazy, High Priest Jing: "I heard that he also has a smart daughter, so I can barely accept it."
Priest Jing immediately looked up in surprise: "Okay, okay, being able to worship under the Demon Lord is a blessing she has cultivated for eight lifetimes. The villain immediately sent the little girl!"
The king of Wanling Kingdom was startled and said hurriedly: "Fei Yue, since Lord Demon Lord has taken a fancy to you, that is your fortune, but don't be ignorant of politeness... Lord Demon Lord, you should accept the little girl...
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The Jing family originally relied on witchcraft to control the government. If someone in his family worshipped under the Demon Lord, it would undoubtedly be like a tiger. Then the world of his Tian family would sooner or later have the surname Jing...
The red-clothed Demon Lord looked at Princess Feiyue coldly, with a hint of interest in her purple eyes, but she refused to say a word again.
What the king of Wanling Kingdom thought of, the little princess naturally thought of, the reason why she ran out to find the gods to become a disciple was to overwhelm the Jing family... If she missed this opportunity, then her Tian family would never have the opportunity to turn things around!
But as his adopted daughter, she was shocked when she remembered the training in the Demon Palace and the demons in the Demon Palace...
Her pretty face was blue and white, and she was undecided for a moment.
Priest Jing was extremely efficient. In a moment, he brought his daughter to the Golden Palace and knelt under the jade steps: "Master Demon Lord, she is a little girl. She is a very smart person, a genius of mind power..."
He blew his daughter into a mess.
Although Princess Jing is small in size, she looks very charming. She has the means to seduce men at a young age. Her voice is as tender as a yellow oriole, and her eyes are about to flow. She salutes to the Demon Lord in red. She expresses her desire to worship the Demon Lord in words and actions.
The sincere wish of the disciple...
The Red-clothed Demon King smiled, finally raised his body and said lightly: "Since that's the case, then I will..."
Feiyue suddenly pulled his sleeve: "Encyclopedia! You have taken me away! Aren't you?" She could no longer let the people of the Jing family succeed...
Her voice was a little trembling, but her eyes were black and white, clear and clear, and she obviously made up her mind.
The Red-clothed Demon Lord smiled coldly and looked at the child with fun: "But you regretted it again."
"I was wrong! I beg my adoptive father to accept Feiyue again." Feiyue bit her lips and knelt down.
"Are you asking for me?" The Red-clothed Demon Lord remained silent.
"Yes." Feiyue's face turned redder.
"Very good. If you ask me here, then you will have no room for regret! Have you considered it clearly?"
"Think clearly." Fei Yue lowered her eyes. Her mind was very simple. Priest Jing had already suppressed her father and could not turn over. She could no longer let the arrogant little princess of the Jing family climb onto her head...
Suddenly, her waist tightened, and in front of the king and minister of the Wanling Kingdom who were kneeling all over the ground, she was once again held in his arms and flew away. He only threw down a light sentence: "From today, Princess Feiyue is the Demon Lord
The adopted daughter is here, everyone will bow and greet her when she comes back..."
Little Princess Feiyue finally returned to her country and her palace, but she had only time to see her father. She didn't see any of the others, so she left with the Demon Lord...
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As the city of Wanling Kingdom gradually faded away, Fei Yue could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes and rolled down her white jade-like cheeks.