After a long time, Meng Zirou breathed a sigh of relief, slowly sat up straight, lowered her head, and asked softly: "Did I cause trouble for you again today?"
"It's really a bit troublesome." Lu Xiao, who was thinking about how to speak, nodded and said: "No matter what, you have to give an explanation to the Demon Lord for causing a big banquet and injuring the dragon mastiff."
"I know, I'll go back with you right now." After burying the baby boy's body, Meng Zirou stood up lonely and walked towards the Demon Palace.
Surprised by Meng Zirou's calmness, Lu Xiao opened his mouth, but didn't say a word and followed quietly.
The banquet had become dull after Meng Zirou made a fuss. Han Ji and everyone else sat bored, occasionally looking at the Demon Lord secretly, but no one dared to say anything.
The Demon Lord half-closed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
The dragon mastiff walked around angrily, and a lot of the ointment on his forehead fell off due to the vibration, revealing black burns. The beard and hair on his face were also burned into curls and scattered in pieces.
.Suddenly, the fierce eyes burst out with angry flames, staring fiercely at the two people who walked in.
Everyone was refreshed, knowing that the fun was about to begin again.
"Zirou lost his composure, I hope the Demon King will atone for his sins." Meng Zirou knelt down on his knees, half-lowering his head, staring at the ground with empty eyes.
Looking playfully at the pretty lady kneeling on the ground, the Demon Lord lazily moved his body, adjusted to a comfortable position, and said lazily: "How do you want me to forgive you?"
"Please be punished by the Demon Lord." Ban Ping's tone was smooth, and Meng Zirou didn't even raise her eyelids.
"Let's do this. I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious service." He slowly stood up and walked down the steps slowly, standing proudly in front of Meng Zirou: "Tomorrow you will return to the mortal world. In one year, you will find
Earth Spirit, are you willing?"
"Yes!" Meng Zirou replied coldly without raising her head. The current situation is definitely one where people are fighting for their own good and I am fighting for their own good. I have no right to choose at all.
"Very good," nodded with satisfaction, and the Demon Lord stretched out his hand to hold Meng Zirou's arm: "Get up."
Standing up and taking a step back, Meng Zirou broke free from the Demon Lord's hand without leaving any trace.
"Please Demon Lord allow me to accompany Rou'er." Lu Xiao took a step forward and said seriously.
——"If I don't let you go, won't you go?"
Looking at Lu Xiao playfully, knowing that Meng Zirou has become his Achilles heel, the Demon Lord couldn't help but laugh: "It doesn't matter if you go, after all, you will have some connections after living in the mortal world for more than three hundred years. I heard that
A Pingle Kingdom has appeared in the mortal world. It was formed by some unworthy demons and is coveting the demon world. If you go, help me investigate by the way. If it is true, destroy it!"
He spoke in a relaxed tone, but said devastating commands, which made people shudder.
"Yes!" Lu Xiao held his fists respectfully and looked at Meng Zirou with a solemn expression, knowing that there was no way out.
"Don't worry, when you come back victorious, I will definitely hold a grand celebration banquet. Whatever you want then, just ask! As long as I can satisfy you, I will definitely do it!" The Demon Lord naturally knows the principle of punching a sugar date.
, if these two people are really angered, there is no telling what trouble will happen! You know, the woman in front of you is the purple-eyed girl, the person in Proverbs who will overturn the demon world.
"Demon Lord, you are so unfair. The one who was injured was the Second Protector! Why haven't you said anything before you made the decision first?" Han Ji twisted her slim waist in dissatisfaction and pulled the Demon Lord's arm.
She cooed coquettishly, but her eyes swept over Meng Zirou sinisterly.
"Yes, Third Protector, you haven't apologized to the second one yet!" Demon Lord pretended to be suddenly enlightened and acted out with Han Ji, making Lu Xiao's teeth itch with hatred.
But Meng Zirou, as if she hadn't seen him, walked to the dragon mastiff in a few steps, clasped his hands in his fists, and apologized again.
Looking at the charming woman in front of him, Long Mastiff's eyes glowed with lust. He licked his dry lips and was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of Lu Xiao's warning eyes. He suddenly waved his hands impatiently like a deflated rubber ball:
"Forget it, forget it, who knows as much as a woman like you? At worst, I won't eat in front of you anymore."
Seeing that the instigation failed, Han Ji simply said directly: "Sister Zirou, you have ruined the banquet, you have to give everyone an explanation! That's good, I won't embarrass you, just dance for everyone
, consider it an apology!”
"I can't dance!" Meng Zirou said with a cold expression on her face.
"Aren't you going to give this little bit of face to the Second Madam?" The Demon Lord's voice changed into a different tone, and anyone could hear the threat.
"Rou'er!" Lu Xiao didn't say anything more. He just called softly, which made her understand what he meant.
Pursing her lips helplessly, Meng Zirou bowed and said, "Demon Lord Rong Zirou, please change your clothes."
After a moment, a red figure walked into the hall. The red veil half covered the peerless face, the golden sequins rustled with the swing of the body, and the snow-white arms and calves were brightly exposed, dazzling.
caught everyone's eyes.
Meng Zirou's right leg rests on the ground, her left leg is bent and raised, and her toes touch her right knee. One hand is raised high above her head, and the other is gently touching one cheek. Her long eyelashes are half-closed, and her head is covered with dark clouds.
Lazily draped over the shoulders, reaching to the waist. Lifting the hips and waist, the exquisite figure is charmingly displayed in front of everyone, enchanting and noble.
The crowd was attracted by this seductive figure and slowly fell silent. Meng Zirou opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes bursting with energy, and the desolate music also sounded - "Blood-stained Journey".
Lu Xiao looked at the dancing figure in surprise, never expecting that Meng Zirou would choose such a passionate, sad and domineering piece of music.
Shaking her shoulders, kicking her legs, waving her hands, and lowering her waist, Meng Zirou seemed to be a different person. Her usual gentleness and elegance were no longer there, replaced by a coldness like the god of death and an arrogant domineering attitude. There was no expression on her pale face.
His cold eyes were full of determination and tragedy. It was as if he no longer existed, and only the spirit of shouting impacted the endless night.
The impromptu dance, every jump and every rotation, vents Meng Zirou's depression and pain, as if she is competing with fate and fighting against evil. The short pause is for a stronger explosion; the temporary dormancy
, is for eternal high spirits.
Everyone was shocked by the majestic momentum in the dance hall. No one thought that such a delicate and slender body could actually emit such a strong aura.
Looking at the intoxicated dancers in awe, everyone seems to have been in an ancient battlefield. In the vast desert, the strong wind is howling, the wild wolves are wailing, and countless greedy eyes are coveting their homes. They worship and protect themselves.
The king, everyone took up arms and embarked on a journey for the happiness of all living beings. His body was wrapped in horse leather, blood was shed on the battlefield, and he finally unified the world------.
As the melody accelerated, Meng Zirou spun quickly. Wherever her delicate feet passed, clusters of beating flames were left behind, like red lotuses in full bloom, full of three lines. Once the climax was over, the music
It stopped suddenly, and the fiery red figure fell straight into the red lotus, and a huge "king" character suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The whole place fell silent. Everyone was shocked by the wild and domineering dance and could not calm down for a long time. Some emotionally fragile people even had passionate tears on their faces.
The flying fairy-like figure outside that day seemed to wash away everyone's souls, and the long-lost blood and justice stirred everyone's hearts. No one knew where she got the power to bring pure kindness to these depleted hearts;
No one knows where she got the strength to tightly unite all hearts! However, such an elegant and thin woman, such a shocking dance, can free all silent hearts from all shackles.
Be freed from it and fill it with desire and endeavor.
"Okay, what a king's dance!" The Demon Lord stood up and clapped his hands in praise, but there was a completely different look in his eyes.
Everyone seemed to have woken up and clapped their hands in agreement.
Meng Zirou stood up and knelt down again: "Zirou would like to dance with this dance to wish the devil to become king of the three realms as soon as possible and enjoy eternal bliss!"