The Slaughter Demon Lord felt that he was being bullied by a dog when he fell down, and he was so angry! Yan Qingzheng was not the master of this sea of consciousness, so why should he make himself pay the rent! Moreover, she dared to ask for rent from him?
The Slaughter Demon Lord was so angry that his face was shaking.
"You should be grateful that I didn't take away my house, yet you dare to raise the rent!"
"The reason why we can't seize the house is because of the limitations of both of you. No one has to accept the other's favor."
"I won't pay the rent. What can you do?" Demon Slaughter Lord was very angry and asked directly.
Yan Qingzheng was obviously startled, touched his nose helplessly and said, "Nothing can be done!"
"Hmph! It's good if you know..." The Slaughter Demon Lord snorted coldly, his anger slightly reduced.
"But, I really didn't expect that!" Yan Qing was saying.
"What didn't you expect?" Demon Lord Slaughter intuitively couldn't hear anything good to say, but he asked subconsciously.
"It's just a little unexpected," Yan Qingzheng seemed to be explaining or talking to himself, "It stands to reason that whether he is an immortal in the fairy world or a demon in the demon world, he should be a big shot with a big head, right? They should all have their own
Be strong and proud!"
The Wheel-Slaying Demon Lord held up his chest: "That's natural!"
"But why does a big shot like the Demon Lord do such a low-priced thing like eating Overlord's meal?" Yan Qing was looking at the Slaughter Demon Lord with wide eyes and blinking.
Even though it was a transformed body, the Slaughter Demon Lord still felt a heat burning from the back of his ears to his cheeks, and anger spewed out from his nostrils!
"When did I have the King's meal?"
"What's the difference between not paying back your debts and renting a house without paying for it, and not paying for a restaurant? This isn't eating like a king's meal!" Yan Qingzheng replied quickly.
"Do you think I care about this mortal body?"
"I don't mind you leaving!"
"If I could leave, I would never stay here!"
The Slaughter Demon Lord roared.
Yan Qing was blinking, thinking something was wrong. He did have the intention of angering the other party first and then taking the opportunity to get some information. However, the demon who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years could not be fooled easily, or so.
How about saying that he has seen through his own tricks and used them to his advantage?
The Slaughter Demon Lord's anger was boiling, and his chest was heaving violently. Just waiting for Yan Qing to come up and say a word of Gong Huo again, he pretended to kill her, and then reluctantly restrained himself under the stimulation of her words and finally
Lower your head...
However, he thought wrong. The smooth progress made Yan Qingzheng suspicious.
The Slaughter Demon Lord couldn't help but glance at Yan Qingzheng secretly. It was this small action that made Yan Qingzheng confirm his guess.
"Sure enough, the Demon Lord made a superior move, and this junior almost fell for it." She stopped showing her teeth and claws, restrained all her emotions, and looked at the Slaughter Demon Lord calmly.
After hesitating for a moment between admitting and pretending to be stupid, the Slaughter Demon Lord let out a frustrated sigh: "After all, I am impatient."
Yan Qingzheng thought about it seriously, nodded in agreement, and said, "Junior understands."
The corners of the Demon Slayer's eyes twitched, and then he turned his head and asked, "Tell me, what are you going to say?"
Yan Qingzheng did not answer immediately. He looked left and right, and even grabbed a handful of soul sand, feeling the soul sand slipping through his fingers.
"This is a good place..."
The Demon Lord of Slaughter gave a mocking smile.
"But no matter how nice the place is, you will be bored after staying for so long without being able to go out." Yan Qing was stirring the soul sand. This is the soul sand in Rong Che's sea of consciousness. Even though it is very useful for cultivation, she will not
Will be absorbed.
The Slaughter Demon Lord's face darkened. Isn't this nonsense? Is this girl here to stab him twice in his already broken heart?
He sat on the spacious throne that had been transformed into a big one, and moved uneasily, changing his posture.
"Really, Demon Lord?" Yan Qingzheng still asked.
"What's the matter with you?" The Slaughter Demon Lord closed his eyes, frowned tightly, and said through gritted teeth.
Seeing him like this, Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
She looked at the Demon Slaughter Lord on the high throne, thought for a moment, grabbed a handful of soul sand and pulled it slightly, forming a chair that was the same height as the Demon Slaughter Lord's throne, but not as ostentatious.
The Slaughter Demon Lord’s brows twitched uncontrollably. Is this woman a genius? Rong Che’s own sea of consciousness cannot transform anything, but this woman can do this just by looking at it!
After thinking about it for a while, he adjusted his sitting posture slightly, and finally it became much straighter.
"Look, you're sitting so high, I'm afraid you can't hear clearly what I'm going to say next." Yan Qing was sitting down with a reasonable smile on his face.
The Slaughter Demon Lord opened his eyes and looked at Yan Qingzheng for the first time.
The black ax pupils finally made Yan Qingzheng lose consciousness for a moment. She had seen these eyes several times, and that was when Rong Che was controlled by him...
After taking a deep breath to regain consciousness, Yan Qing pursed her lips and snapped her fingers.
She actually transformed into a cup of tea for the Demon Slaughter Lord and herself.
The Demon Slaughter couldn't help but reach out for the tea cup. He felt his arms trembling, but he was wearing a wide robe and long sleeves. He hoped that the woman opposite him didn't notice.
Yan Qingzheng actually didn't pay attention to the reaction of Demon Lord Slaughter. She picked up the tea cup and put it down after smelling it. This was also the soul sand in Rong Che's sea of knowledge.
"Let's get down to business!" She said after seeing the Demon Lord of Slaughter drinking the cup of tea like a cow.
The Slaughter Demon Lord couldn't help but sit upright. Yan Qing thought that his rude actions were dissatisfaction with him, but in fact he needed tea to calm down.
"According to Rong Che's description, Demon Lord is not such a gentle person. You can still restrain your anger by provoking a girl like me in every possible way. You are so conniving... I want to know the reason."
The Slaughter Demon Lord's eyes wandered, and naturally he would not tell the truth. However, he also knew that the woman in front of him was very difficult to fool, so he darkened his face and planned to use silence to resist, so that the other party would be defeated.
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. I guess, listen, you don't have to confirm or deny, I can tell from your reaction." Yan Qing started to stare at the Demon Lord of Slaughter.
"First of all, you know the past between me and Rong Che very well, and you know how important I am in his heart, but now that I have come to your doorstep, you haven't touched me... I can understand it for two reasons. One is Rong Che
The previous approach of killing fish and killing net makes you afraid, and secondly, there is no benefit in touching me."
The Slaughter Demon Lord knew how stubborn and tenacious Rong Che was, so even though Yan Qingzheng's cultivation level of taking the initiative to enter the sea of consciousness was a great benefit to him, he still did not choose to take action. Of course, Rong Che was against
Yan Qingzheng cares about making him afraid, but the most important reason is the second reason.
There is no benefit to touching Yan Qingzheng... In other words, touching Yan Qingzheng can only do him harm.
Analyzing from this point of view, Yan Qingzheng's ideas can be found in a different way.
She thought that even if she was afraid of Rong Che's life-threatening consequences for both sides, the Slaughter Demon Lord would not allow her to be provoked and provoked like this, and he could not take her own life, but it would be easy to torture her.
However, he did not do this. Instead, he silently observed Yan Qingzheng while being extremely tolerant.
"So I'm wondering, why are you observing me?" Yan Qing was playing with the teacup and said casually, "It's because..."
She prolonged her tone, and the Slaughter Demon Lord couldn't help but lean forward slightly.
"Is it because... you like me?" Yan Qing suddenly looked at the Slaughter Demon Lord with an innocent expression.
The poor Demon Slayer almost choked to death. He rolled his eyes fiercely and was about to scold Yan Qingzheng, but he laughed and said first, "That's absolutely impossible!"
"Nonsense!" The Demon Lord of Slaughter forgot to maintain his superior demeanor and the demeanor of the Demon Lord, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Why are you being mean to me? It's wrong to tell the truth?" Yan Qing showed a pitiful expression.
The Demon Lord of Slaughter closed his eyes, rolled his eyes again and again, and then released his hands that were about to move. At that moment, he wanted to strangle this woman to death with his own hands.
Yan Qingzheng smiled, becoming more and more sure of his guess.
"I said Demon Lord, is there anything you need...for me?" she asked tentatively.
The Demon Lord wants to scold his mother, who is this old demon who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years!
Speaking of playing with people's hearts, a little girl who has only lived for a few decades, a mortal who has fallen into a low-level plane and has no knowledge and has not yet reached the immortal level, actually guessed what I was thinking!
This time, he didn't think that the tiger was bullied by the dog. He thought that maybe he should listen to the saying "A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake".
He didn't want to admit it. He felt ashamed that he could slaughter the demon king... but he actually needed a little girl to make a movie!
"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Your reaction has actually told me the correct answer!" Yan Qingzheng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.
Yan Qing was leaning back. She just raised her hand and transformed her chair into a gorgeous throne. The feeling of having everything under control made her lean back comfortably.
"Think about your performance before and after something happened... I guess what you need me to do... must be difficult, but I must have found a way to give you hope!"
The Slaughter Demon Lord still didn't speak, preparing to fight to the end with silence, but then his nervous swallowing of saliva revealed the extreme unrest in his heart.
"I guess...my use...is..."
She paused deliberately and saw that the Slaughter Demon Lord was sitting uneasily and looking at her eagerly.
"I think...I..." Yan Qing was whispering his guess.
Then Rong Che felt the sea of consciousness shake like a huge wave.
"Qing'er, are you okay?" He rushed in and quickly protected Yan Qingzheng behind him. He looked up and down and saw no obvious scars or painful expression on his face. He relaxed a little and turned to glare at the Slayer Demon fiercely.
Your Majesty, he opened his mouth and cursed: "You old bastard, if you dare to hurt Qing'er even a little bit, I will die with you!"
The Slaughter Demon Lord was stunned. He was also greatly shaken, and his soul was unstable. Only then did he also shake the sea of consciousness.
Rong Che did not dare to let Yan Qingzheng stay in the sea of consciousness with the Demon Slayer Lord, so he quickly took her out of the sea of consciousness.
The Slaughter Demon Lord raised his finger and pointed at the two people's previous positions, his arms trembling, because Yan Qing gave him a bright smile before leaving, and...
She actually made faces at herself and stuck out her tongue!
She is laughing at herself!
The Slaughter Demon Lord was so angry that everyone was in a daze...