Great wisdom! Great wisdom! Abandon your great wisdom and foolishness! Even if you have a reputation, it is just a joke in the eyes of the world!"

This is a bad thing. Cang Lian is the demon master. If the little demon he took with him is unknown, he would be lucky enough to get her to give him a name.

This name will be engraved on the demon name stone in the demon world, and the name can be as good as the demon for the rest of his life.

Well... words speak and act, and the demon lord is privileged.

Ling Tiansu couldn't bear to look at him and stroked his forehead, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to this guy.

Of course, with sympathy, he fell a few more swords and poked out a few holes with blood.

After Cang Lian threatened with a domineering voice, he put his mouth close to Ling Tiansu's ear.

The voice was small, afraid of asking others to listen to it: "Little Demon, I have destroyed my bones, and I have already spoken, and I can't even get the demon soul and blood back. You have to fight for some excitement in the future."

Ling Tiansu looked puzzled and thought to himself that you can't get these things back, so what does it have to do with me?

Cang Lian leaned closer with shamelessness, bit his ear and said coquettishly:

"Little Demon~~~ I alone will definitely not be able to recover in a short period of time. I feel uncomfortable being pressed by Feng Se and Wu Hanxing on my head.

You have to be more enthusiastic and your waist must be more powerful. We will continue to be safe. Don’t ask for more than one day, just do it ten or twenty times. It won’t take long to make up all the things you lack, and I will protect you from now on.”

After saying that, he patted his little breasts, looking like I was your big brother.

Ling Tiansu was deeply shocked by the number ten times and twenty times that day. My heart, Demon Lord, you have your face.
Chapter completed!