"That human is staying in the palace for the night."
A hawk demon reported this to Ying Li.
Ying Li stood on the top floor of his house with his hands behind his hands, looking at the mist of the palace from a distance. He sighed for a long time: "Anyway, he has lived there for how long while he was treating the king's injuries. No, he lived there more than two years ago. That was
He was hurt."
"This is different, Commander Ying. This time it's... probably that one."
"Which one?" Ying Li suddenly turned his head, his eyes as sharp as a falcon: "What the king wants to do, do you have room to talk about it? Is the king usually too kind, making you forget what dignity and inferiority are?"
"No, I don't dare." The subordinate wiped his sweat. There were heads of monsters who had rebelled this time on poles on the street outside, and the meat was minced and made into stuffing... The king has never been a "kind" king.
, she lacks none of the blood and fierceness that a demon clan should have.
The demon clan originally has this structure model, which is about power and dominance, and there is a very serious sense of inferiority and inferiority. Every demon king is an absolute tyrant, and Cheng Cheng is already relatively kind and kind.
Of course, a tyrant is a tyrant, and absolute control is a control. Basic political literacy is still required. She will not do things that the entire clan opposes, and will not even think about it. The destiny of the clan is her own destiny, and she has long been indifferent to each other.
This is irresponsible.
Ying Li turned back to look at the palace and sighed: "This human being... The king liked him very much before. Forget it. If he was a mediocre person, even if the king was excited for a moment, he would soon dissipate. Unexpectedly,
He is not taking it easy... Not only has he saved the king again this time, but now even your fate and mine depend on him, so what confidence do you have to say anything?"
"But what if the demon clan becomes a human being and has the final say from now on?"
This is the most fundamental problem. All bloodline dilution is fake. God knows whether you will have descendants. The right to speak is real. At the most, it is the racial power structure. At the most minor level, it is even cannibalism.
that power.
Eating, as long as you are not fasted, is the most basic thing for intelligent life. Even if you are fasted, you still need the right to eat what you want.
Ying Li was silent for a while, then whispered: "Do you want to awaken the bloodline of the ancient beasts?"
"think."
"Do you want to explore the Rift Valley and find the most suitable skills and treasures in the ancient ruins?"
"……think."
"Do you think he can help Yaocheng, or even help you and me take a big step forward?"
"……able."
"Then you didn't even have the stance to say to the king after you assassinated him, 'For the future of the demon city, I'm willing to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.' If you said that, not only would you not be brave enough to die bravely, but you would be left in the cold, and most people would think that
You idiot is hurting everyone by meddling in other people’s business.”
The subordinates were dripping with cold sweat.
Ying Li smiled bitterly: "You think I haven't thought about doing this? But before I made up my mind, I already lost this position in the blink of an eye..."
After a pause, he added: "I don't even know how much I should expect him to be able to perform in the next situation. Maybe I should expect that his skills will stop here. We can finally breathe a sigh of relief and say that everyone is about the same?"
…………
Similar conversations are happening not only in Yingli Mansion, but also in many powerful monster mansions.
But in fact, Qin Yi's so-called overnight stay in the palace at this time was not what the monsters imagined. It was just that the two of them had so much fun on the outing that they naturally went back together. They had stayed in the palace so many times, and both of them had this in their minds.
I never thought about whether it was suitable or not.
If you really want to do something, why do you need a palace... You could have done it in the suburbs just now. Cheng Cheng never minded what happened with Qin Yi, and they had hooked up so many times. On the contrary, Qin Yi never indulged himself.
Even her human body said, "If you have the ability, you can also take away the bellyband of my demon body." If she really wanted to take it away just now, she could really take it away, but Qin Yi didn't do that.
It was rare for Cheng Cheng to have a pure emotional experience of letting go of responsibilities and letting go of his arms. He didn't want to add any little calculations into it, it was boring.
Cheng Cheng was indeed very happy.
She had even forgotten when was the last time she could completely forget that she was a king and only do things in her own name... maybe it could be traced back to when her father was not dead and she was still a young prince? No, it was all back then.
With no leisure time, he was forced to try various methods to separate human blood.
It was never really for myself.
"Why...why did you suddenly do this?" Walking in the palace, Cheng Cheng couldn't help but ask: "Are you really not using your human feelings on me intentionally?"
"No." Qin Yi scratched his head: "I just... often can't tell which one is you."
Cheng Cheng was stunned for a moment, and soon understood the meaning of Qin Yi's words.
Qin Yi has always pitied the frailty of human life, and unknowingly transferred this emotion to her body.
Then I actually felt that there was something pitiable about her, and I felt sorry for her.
What is this...this is stupid.
Sympathy for a king who takes life and death?
Cheng Cheng looked up at the sky, feeling a little tempted to laugh, but his heart was so sweet that he couldn't laugh at all, and then the corners of his mouth slightly curved, but it was himself who was smiling.
What does it matter what you are like? What matters is how you are in his eyes.
When they entered the palace, in full view of the guards, the two people's clasped hands had already separated. At this time, Cheng Cheng held it again and pulled him towards the Hanxiang Hall with a smile: "You just blew it.
Let me listen to Ye Zi, and I will let them dance for you. It’s very beautiful.”
Qin Yi said: "I am blowing leaves for you, shouldn't you dance for me?"
Cheng Cheng shook his head: "I don't know how...how could I have learned that kind of entertaining art?"
Having said that, she actually still had some face-saving resistance. Because with her practice, she could learn just a few dance moves at a glance, without even rehearsing.
"Forget it." Qin Yi lowered his voice and whispered: "There will always be a time when you are willing to dance for me."
Cheng Cheng blushed and pushed him: "Forget it if you don't want to watch them dance. I won't show it to you. Your eyes are so narrow. What will you do if you try to eat them while I'm not around?"
"When did I become so perverted?"
Cheng Cheng raised his chest: "When you look at me here, I was not honest when I kissed my hands under the tree just now..."
Not only is it dishonest, I have already tried the plasticity of the material, and all shapes have been changed...
Qin Yi looked away in embarrassment: "Then I'd better go practice... Oh, by the way."
"Um?"
"How do you demon clan filter out the influence of demonic power on wildness? Can I use this method? Otherwise, I am always afraid that I will be affected..."
Liusu sighed in his stick, "Did you finally remember to get down to business?"
Of course you have to get this method, not to mention whether it will be affected or not, just knocking it out every now and then, even if you practice it intermittently, it won't work! You actually didn't remember until this time...
Cheng Cheng smiled half-heartedly: "Aren't you already influenced by this and are you deliberately holding back?"
"Yes." Qin Yi admitted: "Otherwise, I will be eaten by you without any bones."
Cheng Cheng looked him up and down, but seemed to see through the essence.
There is no demonic power left in him, and he has not been affected at all. The so-called wildness and his domineering attitude today are clearly his own.
She smiled slightly and continued to pull Qin Yi towards Hanxiang Hall: "In that case, come with me."
"Where to go?"
"You know that secret room at the bottom of the palace, half of which is an underground fire and the other half is a hot spring."
"Is that what the hot spring is for?"
"Go after soaking, you can screen out that influence in a short period of time..." Cheng Cheng rolled his eyes and added: "But it can't be completely screened, there will be a little bit left, which happens to be what you need, right?
?”
"This is tailor-made." Qin Yi entered the Hanxiang Palace and opened the secret room with ease. Just as he was about to enter, he was suddenly startled: "Are you coming too?"
Cheng Cheng said confidently: "This is my room, why can't I enter?"
Qin Yi held his collar: "But I want to soak in the hot spring!"
Cheng Cheng smiled: "What a coincidence, I want it too."
"Whoosh!" She suddenly pulled, and Qin Yi fell directly into the secret grid. The floor above quickly closed. Cheng Cheng skillfully got into Qin Yi's arms and re-experienced the scene of him slowly falling in his arms in his full state.
Qin Yi's face was expressionless, and Liusu had so much stuff to hold in that he didn't even know how to vomit.