Chapter 517

Words fall, Mo Liang really can't listen to go on, also can't get used to the gesture of this wriggling as a little woman.

Simply, a slap in the face fan in the past: "shut up, Niang gun!"

"Ah."

Huan Yu covered his red and swollen face, and the crystal tears were about to come out. He was so angry that he said: "how dare you beat me, how dare you beat me? You don't know who I am. Even if I am in the demon clan, even if the devil is dead, I dare not beat others. What kind of a rude person are you? You've gone too far

"Mo Liang, people don't have the strength to bind a chicken now. You are deceiving people too much. You are crazy. Are you a man..."

This time, he talked a lot.

Gu Mian Mo frowned slightly, and his face showed a little disgust. He was annoyed by this Niang gun.

What a noise!

So, impatiently, he ordered, "drag it out, throw it into the mire, and bring it up again when it's quiet."

"Yes

"Into the mire?" The magic feather hears these four words, immediately stares big eyes, whole all flustered, "don't don't don't don't don't don't, small demon emperor, people are quiet, people shut up still can't?"

He loves to be clean and pays most attention to image.

Being locked up in a dirty dungeon and not being able to take a bath is already his bottom line.

If you are thrown into the mire again and make a dirty face, it's better to kill him!

"Hum." Mo Liang cold hum a, "early shut up not good?"

Listen to this dead mother, it's like polluting your ears.

"Hum." Magic feather also cold hum a, stare at him one eye, "dead fox, today this slap, people remember!"

Then, his eyes fell on Gu mianmo: "little demon emperor, if you have seed, you will kill others, or you will let them go, what is it to catch them? Believe it or not, my Lord has killed you

His voice, it's open again.

Even the guards in the hall were tired of hearing this.

How can there be more people than their king?

Gu Mian Mo coldly squinted at him, tone Indifference: "kill you, too not difficult."

"I'm more interested in you than in killing you and making you better."

Light tone, disdain.

"What do you mean?" Huan Yu asked reluctantly, "what's wrong with others, what's wrong with them?"

Gu Mian Mo regained his normal color: "from now on, you will return to the demon clan."

In the future, you, submit to the demon clan.

A calm word, like an order, has no meaning to discuss.

Every word is beyond doubt.

Huan Yu was stunned and then laughed: "what, do you want people to submit to the demon clan? Oh, are you kidding? I'm a man of backbone

He is a tough man of iron and will never give in easily.

Not only Huan Yu, but also other people in the hall were sighing. I didn't expect that your Majesty would come here.

I thought that with his Majesty's temperament, he would kill the devil without dragging mud and water.

Who knows, your Majesty's real intention is to dig the wall.

But if you think about it carefully, the illusionist profession is very rare in the whole world.

And although the magic feather Niang gun some, magic but can be in the world said the first, no one can compare.

To invite him to the demon clan is to add wings like a tiger.

It depends on whether Huan Yu is willing to submit easily.

"It's your honor for the demon clan to accept you!" Mo Liang said sarcastically.

He doesn't welcome this motherfucker!

"Bang, they are not rare." Magic feather resolutely refused, "this young master has always been iron clank, never for wudoumi bow, you die this heart!"

He has a firm attitude.

Even if it's dead, it won't conform to the demon clan.

He also wants face!

"Toast, no penalty." Mo Liang didn't have much patience, so he ordered, "somebody..."

At this time, Mo Qingge entered the inner hall with the soup and food

"Oh, why is it so busy?"

"Queen demon, you, you cook yourself again?" Mo Liang stares at the food in her hand, the backbone is a burst of Yin cold.

"Well." Mo Qingge nodded, "Uncle Huang said he was hungry, so I made some cakes casually."

Hearing this, Mo Liang suddenly had an idea: "empress demon, he can't eat so much by himself. Why don't you borrow it from me?"

"What are you doing, hello..."

Before Mo Qingge had finished speaking, a plate of pastry was snatched by him.

Mo Liang took the dark dish and squatted in front of the magic feather: "I will give you another chance. If you are willing to submit to the demon family, I will spare your life!"

"They said it." Magic feather or that sentence, "people are backbone people, will not easily yield!"

"Good."

Mo Liang nodded, then grabbed a small cake and put it into the mouth of Huan Yu.

"Well... What did you give them?" The magic feather hasn't reacted yet, it was gagged.

Disgusting smell, suddenly swept the tip of the tongue, occupied the whole mouth, stomach a burst of Fanyong.

"Stop his mouth!"

Magic feather just want to vomit, Mo Liang ordered, let the guard will his mouth firmly blocked.

Magic feather can only endure nausea, the dark food strong swallow down, nausea still reverberates in my heart.

"Mo Liang, you are crazy. Do you want to kill people?" After swallowing it, Huan Yu yelled.

"If you reply hard, I will feed you this dish of delicious food." Mo Liang threatened.

"No, No." Magic feather began to be afraid, "Mo Liang, you have to be kind to be a demon. If you do harm to others, you will be punished by heaven!"

Mo Qingge was watching, confused.

What are these two people talking about?

Mo Liang is not ambiguous: "either choose to be obedient, or you will be kind and continue to feed you. You can choose by yourself!"

At the thought of the taste just now, Huan Yu felt nauseous and disgusted.

It's cruel.

Is there no third option?

"Don't say it, ok..." Mo Liang saw that he didn't speak, so he made an effort to continue feeding.

"No, No." The dream feather wants to cry of heart all have.

"Mo Liang!" Just in time, a cold voice interrupted him.

Mo Liang was stunned and turned around: "Your Majesty, this Niang gun doesn't know what to do. I'll teach him a lesson for you."

"Bring it here." Gu quilt Mo cold voice orders a way, in the tone of the order, mix a few minutes sullen.

How can Ge'er spoil the things he made himself?

"Oh, all right."

Mo Liang had no choice but to sigh, so he had no choice but to carry the food.

Lucky for this motherfucker!

Then, Huan Yu watched, and the demon emperor took a bite of the "dark food" without changing his face. He felt numb and admired.

This little demon emperor looks delicate. I never thought he was a real man.

"Your Majesty, what shall we do?" Mo Liang has no choice but to ask for help, "although this Niang gun is Niang, her mouth is quite hard, but she refuses to be soft."