Chapter 551

"Fart suggestion, that's the overlord clause!" Dragon King cold voice refuted to go back, big scold a way, "is to cross a river to tear down a bridge, see benefit to forget righteousness!"

Mo Qingge nestled in his arms and whispered, "Uncle Huang, it seems that the Dragon King is very angry."

But Uncle Huang, with a calm face, didn't bother to pay attention to these dirty words.

After scolding for a long time, the dragon king saw that no one paid attention to him, and he felt bored, so he closed his mouth.

"Hum, I knew that the demon clan was ungrateful. I would not help even if I died." Dragon King's anger, climbing to the extreme, "goodbye!"

He doesn't want to see any of these people!

The words fall, he turns to leave angrily.

At this time, Gu Mian Mo asked faintly, "don't you drink a glass of wine before you go?"

The Dragon King pauses and stops in the same place, with a touch of wavering on his face.

There's free wine, no white wine!

"Good!" So the dragon king turned around and said, "I'll give you face!"

Rough tone, obviously with a bit arrogant.

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At night, the moon is dim.

In the main hall, the leaders of each branch of the demon clan gathered in a hall, each for a seat, almost all to the field.

The scene is very lively.

Only the Dragon King, sitting in the third position on the left side of the main seat, was extremely proud and black faced, as if out of tune with the bustling scene in front of him.

The people on the seat, a long cloud brocade white clothes, the whole body is full of cool grace, not stained with dust.

Mo Qingge sat beside him. As soon as he sat down, a hand held her sleeve.

"Xiaoqingge." It's the voice of Huan Yu, "people want to sit with you!"

After that, he gave her a pleading look.

Next second, Gu Mian Mo coldly horizontal his one eye: "go down!"

Magic feather curled his mouth, so he had to sit aside reluctantly.

This scene, by Jun Yichen back to the bottom of the eye, can't help but show disgust, way: "Mo, who is this dead Niang gun?"

"He's our demon magician." Gu's answer is concise and comprehensive.

"He? Magician Jun Yi dust almost didn't smile to spray out, "Mo, your vision is not very good."

How did you find such a woman gun to be a magician?

"Well, what are you talking about? They all heard it Huan Yu said angrily.

"What can you hear?" Jun Yichen doesn't think so, so he sits down.

Who knows

"Bang bang" a, the body under the seat into a shadow disappeared, Jun Yi dust unprepared, a buttock sit empty.

"Ah For a moment, he exclaimed.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

It's not until you hear the laughter of Huan Yu that Jun Yichen knows that he's been fooled by his magic trick, and he's furious

"Magic feather!"

The angry voice resounded through the sky.

Magic feather body slightly a Zheng, subconsciously hide behind, directly hide behind Mo Liang.

"Ha ha, brother Phoenix, you have today, too." Mo Liang also followed schadenfreude.

Unexpectedly, in addition to ink, the demon clan has a second person who can make Jun Yichen eat shriveled.

Rare, rare!

"Mo Liang, how can you elbow out? We are not brothers. You help others!" Jun Yichen is not happy, "get out of the way, sir, I want to teach this new magician a lesson!"

"I didn't stop it." Mo Liang turned his white eyes, "if you want to fight, just fight."

He can't stop it anyway!

"Good!"

"Mo Liang, you can't ignore others, ah!" Magic feather found that the backer is not reliable, and quickly ran, while shuttling in the hall, shouting "help".

"Stop, stop!"

Jun Yichen perseveres in chasing after him, always burying a breath in his heart.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became lively.

"King Yi, don't be presumptuous, don't be presumptuous!" Chu trace has been good words to remind, but no one listen.

Even your majesty doesn't mean to care.

"Hum." Dragon King see in the eye, despise a way, "frivolous, have no manners, have no rules!"

The management of demon clan is so loose and unrestrained. It's not like words!

After chasing for dozens of laps, Huan Yu was panting for breath. He hid behind Mo Qingge and raised his hand: "don't, don't come. People admit defeat. Can't people admit defeat?"

After that, he also pulled Mo Qingge's clothes: "Qingge, save people, this guy is too difficult."

"Brother Jun, are you tired of running?" Mo Qingge said with a smile, "do you want to taste the preserves I made myself?"

She swears, she's from the bottom of her heart.

However, this sentence, for Jun Yichen, was like a bolt from the blue, which made him shiver and step back.

"Cough, no more." Jun Yichen hurried back to his position and sat beside Feng Xi, "you have a piece of heart, you'd better leave it to your husband to eat slowly!"

It's the food made by the queen of demons. Most people don't enjoy it.

Seeing that he left, Huan Yu was also relieved and threw a grateful look at Mo Qingge.

It's better to be the queen.

"It doesn't matter." Mo Qingge said carelessly, "I've made a lot of them specially to entertain you. Xiao Huan, please give them to the king."

"Good."

All the people were so sorry that their faces turned black.

It seems that today is another disaster.

Magic feather holding delicate glass cup, which contains a delicate color of preserves.

It seems that I have a good appetite.

However, once they were cheated, they did not dare to try again easily.

"Come and have a taste. The queen of the demon cooks herself, but she can't eat it casually on weekdays!"

Magic feather is full of interest.

However, the people under the seat looked at each other, one by one in a dilemma, cold sweat will come out.

They don't want to die!

"Oh, one by one, what's the shame?" The Dragon King, who didn't know it, said, "give me a taste!"

"Hum!"

The magic feather stares at him one eye, still carried in the past: "you eat."

The Dragon King sat casually, so he took a piece of candied fruit and fed it to the entrance without changing his face.

The taste of bitterness and nausea suddenly surged to my chest.

"Poof..." the Dragon King clapped his case and said, "bold, you dare to poison our king!"

Everyone was a little stunned. They were not surprised.

The Dragon King was very alert. He pointed to Gu Mian and said, "demon emperor, you are such a mean person. You just have to cross the river and tear down the bridge. You dare to poison our king. You are really crazy!"

"Hello, Dragon King!" Mo Qingge was dissatisfied and said, "don't frame up my uncle Huang. I'm empty mouthed. Why do you say I'm poisoned?"

This Dragon King is deliberately picking her thorn.

"Hum." The dragon king insisted, "there must be poison in the preserves!"

Otherwise, how can there be such a strange taste?

Gu Mian Mo glanced at him indifferently: "magic feather, bring it here."

"Yes, your majesty."

The magic feather then carried the candied fruit in the past.

"Uncle Huang, since you don't like sweet food, don't eat it."