The desert of death is swept by strong winds and filled with yellow sand.
However, this harsh environment did not affect the Demon Palace at all.
In the main hall of the Demon Palace, there was singing and dancing.
Demon Lord Xuanyuan Xu invites all his close subordinates to a banquet to watch the beautiful lady dance.
As the music played, ten beauties in purple neon dance skirts danced gracefully, with charming postures, soft bodies like willows, and skillful steps. They danced gracefully and gracefully, surpassing the splendor of flowers.
In the center of the purple beauty stands a woman in a blue dress. The dress is extremely gorgeous and bold, with a long tail inlaid with jewels and flowers. She reveals her seductive shoulders and back, as well as her slender waist, and is painted with heavy makeup.
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The other dancers in purple were eclipsed by the woman in blue, and the eyes of the entire hall were focused on the woman in blue.
The other spectators were mesmerized, their eyes dazzled by the stunning beauty of this woman.
Only Xuanyuan Xu sat motionless on the dragon chair on the stage, with a cold and charming face and contemptuous eyes, as if he had a noble and inviolable posture.
This woman in blue turned out to have exactly the same face as Nanrong Xueqing. It was Dieyi who put on a human skin mask to look like Xueqing.
A pair of smart eyes never left Xuanyuan Xu. Yes, she was testing Xuanyuan Xu and challenging his bottom line.
Dieyi released her most beautiful and gorgeous brilliance for that unique man in the majestic hall.
After the dance, the music stopped and the dancers withdrew.
Everyone was still lingering in the beautiful dance, and someone reacted: "Why does that woman look like Nanrong Xueqing?"
"Yes." The people below immediately started talking.
Xuanyuan Xu raised the golden wine glass and placed it heavily on the table. Everyone immediately shut up and continued drinking and having fun without discussing the dancer just now.
Xuanyuan Xu narrowed his eyes, no one could understand what he was thinking at the moment.
After the dinner, Dieyi was taken to Xuanyuan Xu's palace, and she still painted Xueqing's face.
She was wearing a thin layer of blue gauze, her perfect curves were looming, and her charm was fully revealed. Every man looked at her beautiful face and felt lustful.
A touching laughter like a silver bell rang out: "Your Majesty summoned Dieyi so late, probably just to see Dieyi's face."
Xuanyuan Xu looked at her coldly. Dieyi swayed her graceful body and walked up to Xuanyuan Xu. She put a hand on his shoulder and moaned: "Sir."
"Who asked you to dress up like her?"
"Adults should like this look."
There was a hint of anger on Xuanyuan Xu's face. He grabbed Die Yi's arm and pinched her throat hard.
"Sir, you've hurt someone again." Her voice was soft and seductive.
That cold face could be so charming and enchanting. Xuanyuan Xu looked at the familiar face and slowly let go of his hand.
Dieyi fell into Xuanyuan Xu's arms and wrapped her arms around his waist.
Xuanyuan Xu didn't push her away, which shocked Die Yi. Just because her face was exactly the same as Nan Rong Xueqing's, he couldn't bear to push her away?
Dieyi felt a little unwilling, and she became more courageous. She took off the thin gauze of her clothes, and the whole perfect and moving curve appeared in front of Xuanyuan Xu, which was particularly attractive.
Her hands caressed Xuanyuan Xu's chest restlessly, and her red lips covered them, leaving lip prints on his collar.
If Dieyi hadn't come to seduce Xuanyuan Xu like this, he would have pushed her away as coldly as before, but today, he didn't.
Although he didn't respond, he didn't refuse either!