"I didn't die, it was just an illusion that confuses the world. During this period of time, I hid from the limelight and hibernated for the sake of soaring into the sky in the future. When I return, I will become the supreme god. I will take back my own thing."

He raised Miao Teng'er's pointed jaw, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Like you!

"Now that I'm back, what's the matter? Today, being kidnapped by my uncle again, how do you feel?"

He deliberately mentioned being kidnapped again to strengthen the identity of the demon king.

Zhang Yuanqing knew the appearance of the devil. Bai Lan, the ghost bride, had described the appearance of the mysterious person who took away the little sun, and it was the devil.

Sure enough, when Miao Teng'er heard it, mixed with sorrow and joy, she bit her lip and burst into tears: "I wish I had never met you before, and wished I could kill you."

While crying, she struggled to sit up, flung herself limply into the man's arms, and sobbed, cursing "bad guy" and "bastard" in her mouth, but it was harmless, more like a weak girlfriend accusing a bad guy boyfriend.

The man snorted: "You are still so weak, you can do nothing but cry."

According to Zhang Yuanqing's personality, at this time, he would use sweet words to seduce the girl's heart, make her smile through tears, and then use me as a logical excuse to plug your loopholes.

But according to the audio recording of Elvis Presley's speaker, Mojun is not gentle to Fujier, just like unscrupulous young people in foreign countries treat their girlfriends.

Time was limited, he didn't let Teng'er's sadness ferment, and said: "I don't have time to watch you cry here, the map fragment I gave you last time, return it to me."

Miao Teng'er cried for a while, raised her head, stared and said: "No, it's the property you gave me. Unless, unless you take back the part that was given to Yin Ji."

The man frowned, with displeasure flashing in his eyes: "I don't want to say it a second time."

Miao Teng'er bit her lips aggrieved, "Then, then you untie my rope, and I'll fetch it for you. Well, I seem to be poisoned, so you help me untie it."

The man let out a "hmm", broke the rope that bound her body, took out another tube of injection from his pocket, and injected it into the neck vein.

A few seconds later, Miao Teng'er regained strength in her hands and feet, she straightened her waist, and sat down on the bed, "I carry everything you gave me with me."

Suddenly, she grabbed a handful of three-inch wooden spikes from the inventory, and nailed them into the man's chest with lightning speed.

Warm blood spattered, she rolled over to the other side of the bed, grabbed it again, grabbed a small potted plant, and screamed: "Grandpa, save me!"

The young sapling swayed slightly, without any change.

Miao Teng'er was taken aback.

In the next second, the scene in the room shattered like a phantom.

Miao Teng'er opened her eyes blankly, the lights were bright, she was lying on the big bed room of the hotel, her long brown hair spread out on the white sheets, like blooming flowers, her hands and feet were still bound, her body was still limp.

Everything just now was an illusion!

The only constant is the tears in her eyes.

"Tsk tsk, how did you see through my identity?" The person by the window smiled and said, "My disguise should be pretty good."

Miao Teng'er sniffled, suppressed the emotions brought out by the illusion, and looked towards the window coldly.

Standing there was a young man with ordinary facial features and hidden vicissitudes, he was definitely a demon king.

But Miao Teng'er knew that he was not!

"He is very contradictory, surly and surly, but gentle and kind. Most of the time, he is very impatient with me, but as long as I cry, he will definitely coax me, even when he is coaxing, he is very impatient." Miao Fuji'er sneered and said: JrNovels.com