Chapter 50: Using foxes as bait to act for oneself (2)
"Since you said it was a joke, just take it. It's only for one night once a month. When you can't stand it anymore, let Shu Jue change it. As for how to change it, you know."
"How could His Highness Shujue compromise for a nobody like me? How about..." Qing Shang's face immediately put on a flattering smile, "Does the little sister Tianshi need a demon envoy? Subjugate demons, eliminate demons, catch ghosts and move corpses
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Qianye's eyebrows twitched, "You'd better disappear quickly, otherwise, you may not be able to save your tail."
"Oh, that's all, God is going to kill me." Qing Shang sighed while stroking his forehead with his sleeves. Shi Shiran turned around, "I just found out that little sister Tianshi has a hobby of collecting tails? That might as well..."
After saying that, he lifted his feet and walked away. From behind the light blue robe, six shining silver tails suddenly appeared, dancing gracefully, which seemed to be a swagger, but more like a temptation.
The evil wind flashed, and the figure had disappeared.
Qianye breathed a heavy sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, Qingshang did not become angry because of shame. Fortunately, the bone-gnawing curse could not be broken except by the person who cast the curse.
Otherwise, once a fight breaks out, both sides will lose, and Wu Shi will 100% become cannon fodder.
Helping Wu Zhou to sit down again, she always felt that they should have a good talk, but for a moment she didn't know where to start, so she finally asked, "Do you think... will this trick be effective?"
"I don't know." Wu Zhou lowered his eyes, seeming tired and thinking about something.
"Actually, you and Shu Jue are considered acquaintances, right? Although he is an enemy, why do I hear those words so weird? No, it seems ambiguous is more appropriate. If it is said that there is hatred, it does not sound like deep hatred, isn't it?
..." Qianye muttered, suddenly shuddered, and looked down at Wu Zhou, "A few days ago, I heard that Demon King Shujue ran away with his bride-to-be. Since you didn't snatch it away, but you are also extremely beautiful, could it be...
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He took a few steps and turned to Wu Zhou, "Could it be that you disguised yourself as a woman and deceived the Demon King Shu Jue into losing his heart and virginity, and then you patted your butt and left after being exposed. This made him hate you deeply, but it's hard to cut off the roots of love.
, became angry but only abused you. He just wanted to force you to go back. Even if you are a man, he would treat you like a harem, right?"
Wu Zhou's eyes suddenly widened, as if he wanted to eat someone, and a trace of blood appeared on his face. His throat rolled violently, and he swallowed a mouthful of blood.
But he slowly closed his eyes again. God knows how much strength he used to resist beating the woman in front of him to pieces and dying with her.
Chiba felt bored, since his clothes were already dirty anyway, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground.
It’s so boring. Wu Zhou is not a mute but is better than a mute. It’s not as interesting as Silver Fox Qingshang.
Maybe she could really consider taking Qing Shang as a demon envoy? A silver fox with six tails, and he is healthy, and his attack power must be impressive.
The most important thing is, both are fox demons, Qing Shang is obviously more talkative than Wu Zhou.
Qianye thought about it, and suddenly remembered that Qing Shang was not a fox demon without a master. If she really wanted to poach people from the Demon King Shu Jue, she might as well just find a rope and hang herself.
He sighed and shook his sleeves, "Death, I'm so bored."
"Sir, I'm so sleepy." She muttered in her broad sleeves, turned over and continued to sleep.
Qianye didn't dare to really disturb his rest. If the arrival of Qingshang hadn't aroused his vigilance, he would never have woken up at this time.
He looked at Wu Zhou again, trying to find something to say, and suddenly asked: "That Qing Shang has six tails, how many do you have?"
After waiting for a long time, Wu Zhou slowly opened his eyes and glanced at her with dark eyes, "Do you really want to know?"