"Well, I was wrong." Zhang Yuanqing asked again: "Is there any way for me to grab a large amount of the divine power of the sun without my body collapsing? Don't say no, please use your smart brain to think about it."

The princess really thought about it, and then gave the answer, "With a strong life force as a backing, but this is impossible. It takes an instant to burn the body with the master-level divine power of the sun. The original life liquid has no time to play its role. You will die."

That's it, even if the original life liquid doesn't work, then there's really no other way. Wait, the Palace Master has a more advanced life original liquid!

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up, and he immediately sent a message to the Palace Master:

"Have you used up the life essence, and is there any leftover?"

The message was sent out, and there was no response for a long time.

It seems that we have to wait. Zhang Yuanqing was a little anxious, but he could only put down his phone. The Palace Mistress said that she would use life essence to cure her crazy brain.

After parting from Gao Tianyuan, she remained silent, presumably for treatment.

Zhang Yuanqing opened the drawer, took out the Elvis speaker, and came to the roof of the villa with a star escape technique.

He turned on the phone and played a random piece of music:

"The moonlight is gentle and lingering, and the mist blurs your face~"

At the end of the song, he patted the top of the Elvis Presley speaker, "It's your turn, I want to know what copy I will make next."

"Zizi~" The sound of electric current sounded from the speaker of Elvis Presley's audio system, and immediately, a hoarse female voice echoed:

"The moonlight is gentle and lingering, and the mist blurs your face~"

It didn't know either, so it returned the song to me? The corner of Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched, and he said angrily:

"Are you trying to prostitute my song for nothing? You must give me an explanation."

The Elvis speaker was silent, probably thinking about how to make up for it. A few seconds later, the electric current sounded "Zizi" again, and the next moment, a hoarse and soft female voice sounded:

"Little friend, little friend, I love you to death."

Zhang Yuanqing had never heard this voice before, and it was not the heroine who had appeared before.

Fuck Zhang Yuanqing, when the words "Little Enemy" appeared, he quickly grabbed the Elvis speaker and entered the night tour.

"The iron devil, the flowing woman, who is sleeping this time? Maybe there will be useful information." Zhang Yuanqing sighed with nostalgia: "I haven't listened to the devil's exercise audio for a long time."

There were sharp shouts from the loudspeaker, as well as various Zhang Yuanqing's familiar voices. He had heard similar audio many times.

Are the Demon Lord's women all sluts? Are they so loud that they are not afraid of affecting the neighbors? Who is the heroine this time? Zhang Yuanqing is no longer a chicken, and has some experience.

I used to listen to the audio of the Demon Lord, and I didn't feel anything about the screams of the women in it, because the Sensen in the island country educational films all called that.

Only now did he realize that all the women that Mo Jun slept with were all prostitutes.

Guan Ya is very reserved, tactful and shy.

He thought about it again, could it have nothing to do with women, could it be that the Demon Lord is too strong?

No, according to the devil's obsession with beauty, it must be because Zhang Yuanqing used too much spray that made Zhang Yuanqing think of the artifact lying in the inventory. In a way, this item is indeed a treasure that men dream of.

In the past, it often took a long time for him to listen to the audio of the Demon Lord, and he had to exit the night tour and enter the night tour again and again.

Note that it is single. JrNovels.com