Her tone is clear that there is no disturbance, but it gives people a thrilling feeling: "no matter whether you have known this house or not, you have killed the king of the demon family to become the new demon king, then this house asks you, will you submit to this house?"

She stood there, obviously short, but her powerful magic breath made everyone afraid!

There are hundreds of monsters in the hall, but at the moment they are all suppressed by her momentum and dare not breathe.

Xueyilan was also overwhelmed by the powerful magic breath of her body, and his heart was inexplicably worried.

at this moment, he suddenly realized the gap between himself and her.

Although he is a powerful demon king, he is obviously a world away from an ancient demon!

When her lord's momentum is completely released, the ancient Lord's pressure makes his knees soft, almost worship!

In the previous life or in the previous life, although he and she have different identities, they are not very different. Even when she is Ning Xuemo, he is taller than her. He can ban her and do whatever he wants to her.

In this life, looking at her eyes that are both extremely beautiful and profound, he He has some instinctive fear --

she is the Lord of demon clan and demon clan collective worship! superior!

No longer for him, so approachable strangers

He was a little distracted for a while. Amo didn't wait for his answer. He was impatient. His fingers curled slightly. His eyes were more profound: "how? Do not submit? "

The voice was almost chilly! The powerful pressure made all the demons in the hall kneel down and shiver.

Xueyilan: "..."

He swallowed a mouthful of blood from his throat, and finally bowed down: "surrender to nature, my lord..."

A Mo finally smiled, it was a kind of conquering smile, but also a kind of unexpected smile.

Under her smile, the powerful power of the devil finally disappeared, like a spring breeze passing through the hearts of the demons.

She looked at xueyilan, with tender eyes: "tell me your name."

"Xueyilan." Xueyi LAN replied in a heavy voice,

she smiled again and held out her small white and pink hand to him: "is Xueyi LAN? Good. Now you can do one thing for us... "

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When a Mo returns to Mo palace with the snow clothes LAN, the sky is already slightly bright, and the sky in the distance is blue with duck eggs. The morning light has not been sprinkled, but the darkness will recede.

A Mo is in a good mood. She believes her mood will be better tomorrow.

She is most afraid of trouble, most afraid of procrastination. She likes to do things in a crisp way. As long as she has passed tomorrow, she believes that she will end all her troubles and return to the right way.

After knowing her plan, xueyilan can't say what she looks like, let alone cry or laugh.

A Mo has been following in the side loyal subordinate to the general manager of Hemu a wave: "well, go down to prepare."

Another look at the snow clothes LAN, the voice line put soft: "you also go down to prepare."

Xueyilan: "..."

General manager Hemu has always been obedient to her. After bowing to amo, he went down with an unpredictable look of snow clothes.

A Mo slowly went back to his bedroom.

In the bedroom, as always, it was cold and clear. She subconsciously looked to the bed. The bedding on the bed was neat and there was no sign of a stranger.