"Forget it, this will pay for half of your punishment. You can go to prison to collect the rest..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiye's voice stopped abruptly.
Liang Hehui was trembling and kneeling on the ground. He didn't hear Jiye continue to speak, and he didn't dare to raise his head to find out. However, he was happy and worried at the same time.
They were happy because the plan to kidnap Master Hua back to the Demon Palace had taken another step forward. What was disturbing was that the Holy Lord didn't know about it at all, and they had to go to prison to suffer for it.
Naturally, the Holy Lord must not be allowed to know about this matter.
But... why did the Holy Lord stop speaking in the middle of his words?
Just as he was thinking about it, a charm like a succubus came from the front with an unpleasant voice.
"Honey, don't make any noise, my aunt wants to sleep."
Disaster and misfortune: "...!!"
Where did this woman's voice come from?
Do you still dare to call yourself "aunt" in front of the Holy Lord?
Disaster couldn't hold back his curiosity and secretly glanced ahead.
I saw that the face of my mighty and domineering Holy Lord was very ugly, as dark as the face of the Demon King of the Demon World. And the painting master who was wearing his back was facing him, so I couldn't see what his expression was, but his expression was
His arms seemed to be stuck to the back of the Holy Lord. He must have done something to make the Holy Lord suddenly act like this.
But, who can tell him why Hua Ye's voice became so... so feminine?
They call themselves aunts!
After a while, the Holy Lord still didn't speak. The surroundings were so quiet that the air seemed to be stagnant. Disaster and disaster only felt that the atmosphere was very depressing.
Jiye had a cold face, and a look of surprise flashed in his stern eyes.
Now he felt as if his whole body was frozen. Except for the movement of his eyes, he could not move anything else. And the culprit was the audacious minister in his arms!
He felt like he was pricked by something and became like this. Even if he lived for tens of thousands of years, he still didn't know that this kind of skill existed.
A hint of anger suddenly appeared in Jiye's eyes.
How could he be so careless and not guard against him?
But who would have thought that this person who sleeps like a pig would suddenly take action!
However, although he was very curious about how Hua Yuqiong did it, the words he just said were really unreasonable!
Auntie?
Humph, do you really think you are a woman when you wear women's clothes?
Jiyaku couldn't say anything, and snorted coldly in his heart, this guy is quite handsome in women's clothes.
If his ears weren't red, these words would still be somewhat true to what he was saying.
Suddenly, there was a pain in Jiye's neck. He had a dark face and was about to shout angrily, but his mouth could not move at all. This fact that he had to admit made him angry again.
How dare this rebellious minister bite him?!
Why are those two, Calamity and Calamity, keeping their heads down? Why don't they drag Hua Yuqiong to the prison for a good training?
Finally, under his burning eyes that were about to kill someone, Disaster raised his head.
Jiye motioned for him to pull Hua Yuqiong down, but Kequan's eyes widened as if he had seen some shocking scene.
Cai secretly poked Xiao, who had his head down, and motioned for him to look forward.
Huo glanced at him and followed his gaze inexplicably. He anxiously ignored the murderous gaze of the Holy Lord, and suddenly his eyes widened as he looked at the scene in front of him.
I saw the painting master holding the Holy Lord behind his back with one hand, and pressing the back of the Holy Lord's head with the other hand, while his slightly curled lips were slightly opened, and his teeth bit the Holy Lord's neck.
He took a bite, slurped a few times, frowned and said, "What kind of chicken is this? Why doesn't it taste like chicken? It's not delicious at all." This chapter has been completed!