Chapter 92: The Demon King Comes to Meet the Saint (5)
Inside the hall, snow-white stone ceilings, gold-patterned patterned hooks, ornate chandeliers, thick and curvy furniture, soft and thick wool decoration, all show the nobility and luxury of Xiao House.
Xiao Shao's handwriting has never been so solemn. Xiao Zhan looked at the new Xiao House, touching it from time to time, touching it, sighing with pout.
Does it take such manpower and resources to meet the demon emperor? Ziying pursed her mouth and felt a little uncomfortable.
In Ziying's heart, the demon emperor is a bit like the culprit of a great snoring. In the eyes of a woman, it is extremely sinful, so Ziying cannot understand why Xiao Yan is so extravagant.
The return of the demon maiden is a grand ceremony of the demon tribe. In order to show the importance to the demon maiden and to show a little bit of love for Qinglin and me, what is the big handwriting? I have to let Qinglin feel my heart. Xiao Yan explained lightly, but his brow could not be wiped away, and when he parted soon, how could he be happy?
As for welcoming the demon emperor, that was second. Xiao Yan added another sentence, which made Ziying feel quite comfortable.
Although the status of the demon emperor is revered, it is still far from worthy of Xiao Yan's honor. This time it was Xiao Yan who returned the maiden. It was the demon clan who owed Xiao Yan Tianda's affection. If it was not for the green scale, Xiao Yan would welcome the demon emperor at will.
Brother Xiao Yan. "
When Xiao Yan frowned, Qing Lin came over from the back door of the hall, wearing a veil-like white coat, as if in a mist of smoke. The skin that is occasionally half exposed in the sleeves is as delicate as Wen Yu, the cherry mouth is not spotless and unrefined, and it is inexhaustible and elegant, but the eyes are filled with endless nostalgia, which makes Xiao Yan's reluctance even more Suddenly, he sighed heavily.
After a while, at dawn, the demon emperor should have arrived. Xiao Yan murmured to himself, looking at the pale cyan sky inlaid with a few residual stars, his eyes suddenly darkened for a moment.
Brother Xiao Yan, is Qinger beautiful today? Seeing Xiao Yan not talking, Qinglin raised her face slightly and asked.
Beautiful, more beautiful than the fairy. Xiao Yan calmed down, said with a smile.
is it? Hearing Qinglang's compliment, Qinglin's face turned red and she lowered her head slightly, but quickly raised her head. In the days when Qing'er was away, Xiao Yan's brother must always remember Qinger's beautiful appearance, okay? "
Uh, uh, forever. Xiao Yan heard that his heart was sore and almost couldn't hold his heart, and he promised again and again.
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