After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 67

Chapter 67

    In Lan Tinghan's clear and cold eyes, a little seriousness finally emerged.

    He looked at Mu Wushuang's unpredictable expression, and closed his eyes: "There has been such a change in the space. The timing and place are not favorable, and the performance of the soul cannot be performed."

    Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Wushuang lifted the hem of his clothes, The figure flashed away like lightning.

    There had been riots in the magic palace for a long time.

    Dong Xun, who had just returned from the dusty ruins, had no time to rest before he was pushed by his maid to see what was going on with Guilan.

    In the palace, Gui Lan, with black hair and black robe, sat condescendingly on a high position, coldly looking at the people kneeling on the ground and Dong Xun who stood out from the crowd.

    The appearance of the young man was no different from that of the violent Demon Lord from before, only the scarlet wet dripping on the sleeves of his robe flowed down the steps of the high platform and spread to the eyes of the palace people.

    In the silence, Dong Xun stared at the scarlet eyes of Gui Lan, and raised his hands towards the palace people: "You all go down." After the

    palace maids hurriedly retreated, Dong Xun raised his head and met a pair of quiet and cold eyes.

    Gui Lan's body was terribly majestic, Dong Xun's fingers were trembling, but his face was loose.

    Dong Xun glanced over the large and small open wounds on Guilan's body inch by inch, and said, "Guilan, is this how you want to make your demon clan status known to the world?" The

    young man slowly pulled out his folding fan, and opened it with a snap: " In just two days, you have already had sex three times. It’s fine if you can’t control it, I can understand, but why do you have to mobilize the demonic power to explode the space?”

    “Do you know that the Demon Palace was almost shocked by you Broken?"

    Dong Xun was a little annoyed when he said this, he slowed down a bit, and seeing that Guilan didn't respond, he waved his hand to the back -

    a row of ostentatious monks entered. There are men and women in this group, all dressed in the same style as Dong Xun, with fluttering sleeves, light and soft, and they bowed down to salute after entering the hall.

    They are obviously ordinary movements, but they are all graceful and graceful, which makes people tremble for no reason.

    Dong Xun was obviously more interested: "Look, these are the top-ranked charm cultivators in my palace, and they are all top-grade. Whichever one you like, feel free to use it."

    He shook his head, "I used to treat you as if I couldn't do it." , so I didn’t offer it again. Now that you see the frequent sex, I really can’t stand it, so I have to reluctantly give up, and give you a few to relieve you.”

    Gui Lan’s red eyes moved slightly, squinting at those charm cultivators, still He looked at Dong Xun coldly, without saying a word.

    Dong Xun's pretty brows frowned, and was about to say something, but Gui Lan on the high seat suddenly took a step forward.

    On the high seat, the young man's lips curled up, pale and cold.

    The long black sleeves hanging down by his side were dripping with red liquid, and his condition was a little weird.