The Blue Devil King came out of the training stone room, his awe-inspiring face had clear curves, like a natural stone sculpture
He was wearing a king's flying robe, showing an insurmountable expression
"Wang Jue, this person has surrendered"
Peirong just glanced briefly at the proud guard. This was just a temporary measure on her part, and it was nothing at all.
Sooner or later, she will make this Blue Devil Lord surrender to her
"Really? But I don't need her submission anymore. Now I'll pull her out to feed the hyenas! A person who goes back on his word is not worthy of being a slave to us Blue Demons."
Peirong gritted his teeth and dared to call her a slave. Humph, if that were true, he would be a heinous tyrant.
In response to his humiliation, Peirong shook her head and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
This laughter seemed to be able to break through the confinement of the night, suddenly waking up the paralyzed Blue Devil woman who was resting in bed.
"Report to Wang Jue that your mother is here..."
Just as a guard finished speaking, an elegant woman appeared in the arms of a tall blue devil maid.
"Put me down!"
Peirong turned around and saw an old man standing on the palace with trembling feet and a sparkling necklace hanging around his neck.
"Mother?"
The Blue Devil King walked respectfully to his mother and bowed his head deeply.
"Come, that girl invites you to come over..."
In an instant, Peirong's face that still had a stiff smile shrank, and then she could only walk over cautiously.
This old woman exudes an irresistible affinity, which is something Peirong has never felt before.
Although Wang Jue's mother is in her final years, her smile still retains her charm.
The Blue Devil King was very surprised and didn't understand why his mother would summon this arrogant woman.
"where are you come from?"
The old woman slowly stretched out her hand and took Peirong kindly.
Peirong almost jumped up. The brief warmth made her feel strangely strange.
Out of defensiveness, she retracted her hands and pursed her lips. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the old woman murmured a reply for herself: "You are a witch and fox, and you know witchcraft."
"How...how did you know?"
Peirong stared at this slightly smiling old woman with curiosity. She only held her hand once and found out about her life experience.
Could it be that she is a fairy?
However, this absurd judgment was quickly broken.
The old woman answered the doubts on her face unhurriedly: "When I traveled around the world, I also saw the witch fox people. I still remember that time. I especially admired the royal family there. It was said that people who knew witchcraft came from
In order to find out the reason, I deliberately read their palms one by one. The palms were indeed more complicated than those of ordinary shamans and foxes. The most important thing is that the pulse patterns were also very disordered, so now I can tell it at a glance."