100 Ways to Get the Male God

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Yu Chu sighed: "I naturally believe you."

The little devil she raised by herself also knows his character very well. Even if he is a demon god, his character is inherently cold, and he will not kill for no reason.

However, she was also a little surprised. What did Xiao Qinghe do to force Xuan to be a killer?

It takes something so morally depraved to provoke the anger of the good-tempered little devil.

She sighed, nodded to the little apprentice, and said casually: "Okay, take off your clothes and feel the power of your dantian for the teacher, but it's still in the way."

Xuan Ling paused.

He now understands that the energy of the Dantian collision is his own magic.

After a pause, the young man smiled gently: "It's all right, Master."

Yu Chu raised his eyebrows, "You take it off, touch it for the teacher."

Xuan Ling stopped for a while, Yu Chu waited for two seconds, then went forward with a smile, his fingers dexterously untied the belt around his waist, and then the boy held his hand.

"Master..." The clear and pleasant voice was a little helpless and spoiled, "It's really okay."

"No problem, no problem, I want to touch it for the teacher." Yu Chu was righteous, and after pulling out the belt, he tore off the youth's collar, revealing a piece of fair skin.

The boy who lowered his eyes slightly, the blood between his eyebrows flashed slightly, and the evil beauty flashed by. The clothes were pulled away, revealing his beautiful abdominal muscles. Yu Chu was about to stretch out his hand to cover her, but his slender fingers held her. .

"Master..." Bai Yi opened, and the young man whispered softly, "Don't tempt me. I can't stand it. Master, will you be good?"

As he said, he put one hand over his white clothes, covering his fair skin, and the snow lotus between his eyebrows was beautiful.

The voice fell into his ears slightly crisp, and the words were gentle and gentle, Yu Chu couldn't help turning his face away, and didn't forget to return his mouth: "I'll help you to look at the teacher, how do you call it tempting you?"

"Yes, Master has no temptation." The young man sighed slightly, narrowed his clear pupils, and said warmly, "It's me, in front of Master, I can't always control it."

He straightened his clothes, and raised his eyebrows: "It's all my fault, the master is not angry."

"..."

Yu Chu rarely blushes, but still with the indifferent appearance of Immortal Venerable, he flicked his forehead.

The young man touched his fair forehead and slightly curved the corners of his lips, "It's getting late, Master, rest."

He stepped away, and before closing the door, he tilted his head slightly, showing a beautiful smile.

...

Late at night.

The young man quietly looked at the yard, the warm expression of the day was gone, and the beautiful eyebrows were indifferent.

The black mist gradually descended, covering one side of the sky, Xuan Ling squinted slightly, glanced at the direction of Xianzun's room, and then showed a helpless smile.

An Hunxiang shielded her master's consciousness, she was sleeping soundly and couldn't see the scene in front of her.

Master...

With these two words silently recited in my heart, the boy's eyebrows and eyes were slightly gentle, and the snow lotus reflected the cold moonlight.

The black mist fell to the ground, transforming into the famous ten-direction demon generals in the demon world, all of them knelt down and kowtowed respectfully, saying respectfully, "His Royal Highness."

Xuan Ling lowered his eyes slightly.

A demon general couldn't help but whispered: "Your Highness is still hesitating... Demon God's Crown has never been so stable for thousands of years. You are the strongest new generation of demon gods."

"Yes, Your Highness, you should come back to the Demon Realm." Another prudent demon general also sighed.

Xuan Ling just lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

A person suddenly said, "If Your Highness cares about Feng Xianzun... It's a big deal, just grab the Demon Realm."