Chapter 161 154: Ye Zhen is upset, when will Mo Chen become disinterested for him?
Chapter 161 154: Ye Zhen is upset, when will Mo Chen become disinterested for him?
Ye Zhen: ...
This demon must have done it on purpose, because no matter how you look at it, you can't regard him as a man and a girl.
"Mozun..." The saint's voice was a bit stiff, "This is not the saint, but the one next to him."
Mozun glanced at the saint indifferently, "San Niang, I haven't seen you for many years, and your figure seems to be a little shorter."
When the saint heard this, her body froze, "Thank you, Mozun, for your concern."
Ye Zhen looked at it strangely. Hearing what the blind Demon Lord meant, he didn't seem to know that this saint was a real saint, but a "Three Niangs".
But it's true, the saint dared to blatantly steal the sky and change the sun, probably because she was betting that the Demon Lord didn't know.
Ye Zhen thought about exposing the saint's lies directly, but they are monks from the Cangming Continent. They sneaked into other people's territory and took care of other people's housework. Maybe they all died in the hands of the demon king up.
He himself didn't care, but the other three might not only die, but also cause unnecessary trouble.
"I think he looks like a saint," said Mozun, and got up and walked towards Ye Zhen. "The face is like a lotus, and this face is more beautiful than most girls."
The Demon Lord really knew that he was a man.
Ye Zhenmu looked at Mozun with a straight face, wanting to know what this man was going to do.
"The face is not bad, but this eye." Mozun touched his chin and asked in puzzlement, "Why are you so lifeless?"
The Demon Lord undertook the training, a Demon Lord who was born and raised, slowly condensed from a cloud of demonic energy thousands of years ago, until a thousand years ago, the Demon Lord was born, and unified the Demon Race - but the Demon Race declined thousands of years ago, until now It's just surviving in the cracks.
In his eyes, he could see some things that ordinary people couldn't see, for example, the death in the eyes of this handsome man.
This is interesting, Chengxiu is even more curious about this person, he has an upright and dignified temperament, but he has a gorgeous appearance, and the death in his eyes...
"I want this man."
The Demon Lord didn't want to strengthen the Demon Race. Anyway, his ancestors either fell or escaped from the outside world. The remaining ones can live as long as they can.
The Demon Lord has lived for thousands of years, but he is truly conscious, but it is less than 2000 years. The Demon Lord thinks he has lived too long, and too many things are within his reach. Seeing such a fun person suddenly, he couldn't help but get up. interest.
As for the little tricks that the holy lady Sanniang was doing under his nose, he also pretended not to see it.
"What do you mean!" Xue Lingzi didn't expect that he, a living person who was sacrificed as a "saint" would be ignored, and this Demon Lord was still interested in Ye Zhen?
Xue Lingzi felt that this Mozun could be a broken sleeve?Even though Ye Zhen was wearing a woman's long skirt, her face still looked like a man's!
"You are the 'Holy Maiden' that Sanniang sacrificed to me?" Mozun looked at Xue Lingzi with disgust, "Young lady, why are you making such a fuss?"
Xue Lingzi was quite afraid of this Demon Venerable at first, after all their lives are in the hands of this Demon Venerable, but upon hearing this, Xue Lingzi became angry, "What kind of thing are you? Change your surname, today I, Xue Lingzi, will let you see what is blah blah blah!"
Mozun really didn't expect that this weak-looking girl would dare to bite his arm directly!
And Ye Zhen, seeing the surprised expression on Mozun's face, knew that Mozun had been attracted by Xue Lingzi.
"You crazy woman! Shut up!" The Mozun looked at Xue Lingzi's hair in shock, thinking that he was a majestic Mozun who had never been injured for thousands of years, but now this little girl opened his mouth!
In the midst of chaos, Mo Chen secretly moved to Ye Zhen's side, looked at Ye Zhen cautiously, with a worried expression on his face, "Brother, are you alright?"
"It's okay." Ye Zhen was quite happy watching the excitement, "The Demon Lord probably has a crush on Xue Lingzi, why don't you stop it?"
But Mo Chen didn't even look over there, but said, "Brother, how many times do you need me to tell you that Xue Lingzi and I don't have that kind of relationship."
Ye Zhen: "..."
He had forgotten that the male lead seemed to be interested in him now, and Ye Zhen felt very bad when he thought about it. He felt that the male lead was so obsessed with him only because he didn't want to let the male lead do it.
Maybe it's because what you can't get is the best. If you let the male lead do it a few times, the male lead may think that it's boring to have a man.
However, Ye Zhen didn't want to risk herself, so let the hero be greedy.
Anyway, Mo Chen's occasional rubbing and touching had no effect on him.
Mo Chen was in a relationship with his senior brother here, and Xue Lingzi on the other side finally knew what he had done in a fit of anger.
After she let go of her mouth, she met the demon's bloodthirsty eyes. She couldn't help but panic, and her first reaction was to look for Mo Chen, "Mo Chen, you..."
But when he turned around, what he saw was Mo Chen looking at Ye Zhen motionlessly.
It's Ye Zhen again!
Xue Lingzi got angry, and turned to scold Mo Zun with her hands on her hips, "What kind of eyes do you have, this girl bit you to show you face, don't be shameless!"
Mozun's face became even darker. For many years, no one had dared to yell at him like this. He remembered this woman!
"What's your name just now? Mo Chen, right?" Mo Zun grabbed Xue Lingzi by the back of his neck, and lifted Xue Lingzi up like a chicken. Xue Lingzi's face was bloodshot from being lifted.
Mozun handed Xue Lingzi to an attendant beside him, and said indifferently, "Since she is so likely to be my sacrifice, then throw her into the pool of blood!"
Xue Lingzi exhaled and inhaled heavily, hearing what the demon said, but he couldn't even utter the words to argue, this demon is too terrifying!
"Actually, I still like you better," Mozun looked at Ye Zhen and smiled, "If you want, you can go back to the Demon Race with me."
"He doesn't want to!" Mo Chen took a step forward and stood in front of Mozun, "Mozun, we have no intention of intruding in, and I hope you will spare us and let us leave."
"What are you..."
Before the word "something" could be said, Mo Zun was stunned when he looked at Mo Chen's face, "You..."
There was even a hint of panic in Mozun's eyes, in fact he didn't know what was going on, he just saw this face...
The Demon Lord closed it, and when he opened it again, that feeling disappeared. The person standing in front of him was just an ordinary little monk, and he only needed to spit out a mouthful of magic breath to make this person disappear.
It should be his hallucination just now.
However, Mozun still didn't dare to take it lightly, but waved his hand at the attendant, "The blood color in the blood pool is not right today, let's clear these people first."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The white-haired attendant tied up the monks tightly instead, and did not question the absurd reason that the Demon Lord said "the blood color in the blood pool is wrong".
Anyway, the Demon Lord has such a strange temperament, he can do whatever he likes, but the fate of these few monks may not be so wonderful.
The white-haired attendant looked at them silently, and then trapped all of them in with a cloud of black devilish energy.
"Your Majesty, everything is locked up."
"Thank you." Mozun patted the shoulder of the white-haired attendant, looked at the saint and said, "Sanniang, let's have a chat."
The saint looked at the Demon Lord in horror, but she also knew that she couldn't refuse, so she could only agree tremblingly.
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Ye Zhen felt that the Demon Lord was also strange. He thought they would be imprisoned in a gloomy and humid prison, but unexpectedly, they were trapped in a magnificent palace.
Moreover, it is still in mid-air!
Ye Zhen approached the window and looked down, then felt dizzy for a while.
"Brother, don't look down." Mo Chen was a little helpless, and directly pulled Ye Zhen to the middle of the hall, and sat down.
"Brother Ye, what is the relationship between the saint and you?"
After holding back for so long, Murong Xiao could finally ask, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Not only him, but even Mo Chen and Xue Lingzi looked at Ye Zhen curiously.
Ye Zhen rolled her eyes, "I don't know, I grew up in the city since I was a child, if I hadn't encountered that disaster, I wouldn't have been taken to Qianjue Palace by Master."
Ye Zhen looked at Mo Chen and said, "You have also been in Qianjue Palace for several years, and you also know that I am a waste of practice, how can you get involved with the succubus saint?"
Hearing Ye Zhen calling himself a "practice waste", Mo Chen was stunned, how could the senior brother say this in such a flat tone...
"So that's it," Xue Lingzi smiled awkwardly, "The saint seems to have been infected with madness, so how could it be true what she said, she might just see Ye Zhen's good looks."
After finishing speaking, Xue Lingzi pinched Murong Xiao's arm angrily, "I am clearly the only woman, why does everyone see Ye Zhen?"
Murong Xiao was in pain from being pinched, so he could only endure it silently. Now it seems that Xue Lingzi didn't fully understand the relationship between Mo Chen and Brother Ye. Alas, it's sad.
"Brother, don't be afraid, even if you really have something to do with that saint, you are still the elder brother of Qianjue Palace."
Ye Zhen didn't care about Mo Chen's concern. What he said just now was actually a lie. He could feel the inexplicable bond between him and the saint.
It's just that they shouldn't be related by blood. If you want to know the truth, you can only go to Ye Qingmeng.
Ye Qingmeng must know a lot of things, Ye Zhen even guessed whether Ye Qingmeng was like him, with a different person inside.
But Ye Qingmeng never showed his feet, maybe this person is Ye Qingmeng, but not the Ye Qingmeng in the original plot...
"Brother, what are you thinking?" Mo Chen looked at Ye Zhen who was suddenly in a daze, and couldn't help but said, "We'll be fine!"
"Is this hall moving?" Xue Lingzi pulled Murong Xiao's arm in panic, "I, I'm a little dizzy."
"Ugh..." Ye Zhen's face changed, and his stomach was overwhelmed. Is the hall really moving, or it's shaking!
"Brother, are you alright!" Mo Chen looked at Ye Zhen's pale face, and quickly supported him.
Ye Zhen smelled the fragrance of plants when Mo Chen approached. In fact, she could smell a little bit of it usually, but this time, it was very clear...
Mo Chen froze, and the senior brother actually buried himself in his arms?
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