The pain on Messenger Yuanmu's head suddenly disappeared. He hugged his head and fell to the ground as if he was weightless!

"No one can destroy the Black Crow Clan." The West Demon God said coldly: "Sometimes it grows stronger, and sometimes it languishes. Even if the Imperial Capital Island attacks with all its strength, the Undersea City remains firm and immovable!"

Messenger Yuanmu gradually regained consciousness. After the pain passed, he held on to the wall of the bubble and struggled to stand up.

"Besides, you have worked hard for Imperial Capital Island for decades, but you have not yet taken the position of island leader. Haha, this is the result of following Imperial Capital Island." The West Demon God showed a weird smile and said: "We, the Black Crow Clan, are

We need capable people like you. As long as you take refuge in me, the Demon God of the West, I will immediately benefit you."

These words touched the heartache of Messenger Yuanmu.

Yes, he had worked hard for Imperial Capital Island for decades, but in the end he still couldn't take the position of island owner of the second island! It really made him sad.

Thinking of this, Messenger Yuanmu raised his head, looked at the West Demon God, and said: "Okay, I am a wise man and do not want to die. I am willing to follow the West Demon God."

The West Demon God's yellow eyes moved, and the corners of his mouth moved, which was considered a smile.

He said: "Messenger Yuanmu is a cheerful person, and I will not break my promise. I will give you the benefits immediately!"

"What's the benefit?" Messenger Yuanmu asked curiously.

The West Demon God said: "You will know soon. You must finish the matter as soon as possible and rush back to the Imperial Capital Island as soon as possible to avoid arousing their suspicion."

Messenger Yuanmu really didn't understand what the West Demon God meant.

But after the West Demon God finished speaking, he stopped explaining anything. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the bubble of the Yuanmu Messenger, and the bubble began to shake slightly, and slowly floated up during the shaking.

The surroundings suddenly became dark, and he couldn't see his fingers. The Yuanmu messenger felt weightless again and slid into a tunnel. When he opened his eyes, he was already in a yellow room!

On the yellow interior wall, only one frosted glass window and one door are not yellow. Above the window lattice are carved four demon gods, a woman with green shorts and short skirt, a woman with yellow hair and yellow soft armor, and a

There is a woman with short white hair and a white robe, and there is another woman with red hair and a red cloak.

The man with yellow soft armor should be the West Demon God.

There was a large bed, a dining table, and two wicker chairs in the room, which seemed a bit empty. The frosted glass cast a faint light, like at dusk.

Just as Messenger Yuanmu looked at the house hesitantly, the black door opened silently.

A woman in white floated outside the door.

While the door was opening, Messenger Yuanmu looked back and saw two women in black short skirts standing outside the door. The black short skirts set off the snow-white figures of the two women, making people palpitate just by looking at them.

It feels very strange.

Two women in black skirts stood quietly at the door, their eyes dull.

When the woman in the white dress floated into the door, the black door closed silently.

The woman in the white skirt wears the same style as the two women in black skirts outside the door. She has black hair as smooth as a waterfall, and her eyes flash, completely different from the two women outside the door. She is the kind of person who can melt the loneliness in a man's heart.

of tender eyes.

"Who are you?!" Messenger Yuanmu asked cautiously.

"I am the Mermaid Immortal. Just call me Xiaoqi." The woman stood at the door, standing gracefully. Although she didn't move much, she only slightly bowed her waist, which made Messenger Yuanmu feel a

Nameless temptation.

"What are you doing here? Did the Demon God of the West ask you to come here?" Envoy Yuanmu was full of doubts and asked straightforward questions without much consideration.

Xiaoqi's eyes were full of innocent smiles, and she said: "Yes, the West Demon God asked me to accompany you. As long as we have a child, I can leave the Undersea City and return to the sea."

"What?!" Messenger Yuanmu muttered in surprise.

It turns out that the West Demon God wanted to raise a child with Xiaoqi as a threat to him!

After serving on Imperial Island for more than a hundred years, Messenger Yuanmu has not yet gotten married and had children. This situation is obviously controlled by the West Demon God, who wants Messenger Yuanmu to give birth to a child before he can leave the Undersea City.

Messenger Yuanmu nodded slowly. Faced with this exchange contract that seemed to be a poisonous scheme but full of temptations, he had no confidence.

"Is this the benefit that the West Demon God has given me?" Messenger Yuanmu said with a wry smile.

Xiao Qi walked closer to the West Demon God. She smiled softly and said, "The West Demon God also said that after the child is born, you will be one of the four great demons under him, and your status will definitely be no less than that of an island in the sea.

host."

Messenger Yuanmu didn't say anything. This deal seemed to be much better than that of Imperial Capital Island, so he had to agree. Otherwise, there would be only one way to die, to die in this underwater city, and no one would know about it.

"Okay, I promise the West Demon God. I will join the Black Crow Clan." Messenger Yuanmu finished speaking briefly, and Xiaoqi took his hand.

Xiaoqi said shyly: "It only takes a few days and I will be pregnant."

As soon as she finished speaking, the light from the window gradually weakened. The room fell into a looming darkness, and only Xiaoqi's eyes could be seen, staring at the Yuanmu messenger brightly...

***

For three days in a row, Messenger Yuanmu stayed in this room.

For three days in a row, he and Xiaoqi lingered in the room without leaving.

When they are hungry, the door will open, and two plates of food will float in, including fish, meat and sea vegetables. It doesn't matter if they are full or well-fed.

Three days passed in this way, and Messenger Yuanmu was exhausted.

When he woke up on the fourth morning, he found that Xiaoqi was missing in the room. He was alone on the grass bed of the large bed.

Messenger Yuanmu jumped out of bed and knocked on the door. The door was extremely strong, and there was no sound when he knocked on it. He used his kung fu to knock on the door and shouted loudly: "Xiaoqi, have you left?"

Although he was already hundreds of years old, he suddenly lost this woman who had been intimately accompanying him, and he felt lonely and frightened. He opened the door with force to cover up his inner cowardice.

"Xiao Qi is pregnant. She is leaving here temporarily." When he was exhausted, a cold voice sounded in his ears.

It was the voice of the West Demon God, and Messenger Yuanmu immediately recognized it.

He widened his eyes and asked hesitantly: "Where did she go?"

"You don't have to worry about Xiaoqi. I will take good care of her, as long as you do things well for the Black Crow Clan!" The West Demon God's voice was as calm as a stone.

Messenger Yuanmu wanted to ask more questions, but the door opened.

The West Demon God stood at the door, looking at the Yuanmu Messenger with a pair of yellow eyes without any expression.

The two black crow witches outside the door had no expression on their faces and stood quietly at the door.

This cold look suppressed all the questions that Messenger Yuanmu had in his stomach. He knew that he could only obey the instructions of the West Demon God, and there was no room for bargaining.

"Okay, West Demon God, please give me your instructions." Messenger Yuanmu changed his mood and regained his composure.

The West Demon God's face twitched slightly, which was considered a smile.

He said: "I will now give you a set of mantras, and you can perform your exercises according to the mantras."

Messenger Yuanmu nodded.

He quickly received the spell from the West Demon God, and stood in the room, practicing the spell for a week. This spell was different from ordinary immortal spells, and the movement of Qi was extremely weird.

Envoy Yuanmu was lucky and felt that the breath in his body was disrupted by this technique, and a cold and astringent Qi was generated, which quickly spread to his meridians.

But other than that, there are no more abnormalities or pain during exercise.

Messenger Yuanmu was performing his exercises for a week, and there was a feeling of coldness on his left arm. He rolled up his sleeves and looked, and found three small black characters of "Black Crow Clan" on his arm!

He looked up at the West Demon God and asked, "What's going on?"

The West Demon God said with a smile: "It's nothing. It's just that you have practiced this technique. You can mark the mark of the Black Crow Clan and you can also be directly controlled by me."

"What?!" Messenger Yuanmu asked in surprise.

He watched the three black words on his arm slowly disappear, but he didn't know how the West Demon God would control him.

"As long as you are unfaithful, I can chant a spell to control you. This set of Black Crow remote control spells can maintain the connection between our four demon gods and you thousands of miles away. It can not only increase your skill, but also make your skill more powerful."

Great loss, or even death." The West Demon God's yellow eyes flashed slightly as he said this.

Messenger Yuanmu was startled, and he jumped up and said, "Didn't you use a spell to control me?!"

The West Demon God nodded and said: "You guessed it right, it is somewhat similar to a charm. As long as I apply appropriate techniques in the dark, I can increase or decrease your cultivation level. Your situation is still the same as that of ordinary people."

Messenger Yuanmu couldn't help but shuddered and said in a trembling voice: "Then I am equivalent to a puppet?"

The West Demon God raised his head and said: "A happy puppet, as long as you work hard for us, you will not be dissatisfied. We can make you live for hundreds of years."

He stared at Messenger Yuanmu, who lowered his head.

If Messenger Yuanmu regrets at this time, the child in Xiaoqi's belly and his own life will be lost. If he joins the Black Crow Clan, he will lose his child and his own life, even though he is a puppet.

Messenger Yuanmu shuddered again, he had no choice.

He could only choose to accept it, so he swallowed his inner fear and said, "My child, is he also a puppet?!"

The corners of the West Demon God's mouth twitched and he said: "As long as you work hard, I can promise you that your child will not be a puppet. Unless he chooses this path himself when he becomes an adult."

Messenger Yuanmu nodded and said: "Okay, I just hope to see Xiaoqi and the child often."

The West Demon God turned around with his hands behind his back and walked out of the room.

"That's no problem. You can get together with them once or twice every year. As long as you come near the fountain and enter the Undersea City, I will arrange for you to meet!" The West Demon God stopped at the door and answered Yuan Mu coldly.
Chapter completed!