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Chapter 131 Open the door, the Saint Demon Lord sends warmth (9)

Mo Jingxu, who was sulking, heard Bu Shian's question and looked up to meet her shining eyes.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of her original appearance that he saw in the quick-travel bureau.

That angry face turned even redder at this moment.

Bu Shi'an didn't get a response, only saw Mo Jingxu's face getting redder and redder.

She glanced at the snacks on the ground, rolled her eyes, and walked up to pat the other person on the shoulder.

"Are you still angry? I understand, I understand, I understand everything."

"When you're a villain, you'll always encounter some annoying subordinates. Just ignore them."

"My great villain, you won't be so easily angered that you lose your mind."

Bu Shian had a smile on his face, his eyes full of cunning.

She was thinking about how to make Mo Jingxu willingly hand over half of the snacks with just a few words.

After all, she didn't have much snacks in stock at the time, so how much could Mo Jingxu owe her?

They say they are collecting debts, but in fact they are mainly asking for repayment, and the debt is not that much.

It was all because Mo Jingxu was so defenseless against her that he let her see his reserves.

Then she won't be polite.

It would be so boring to just kill the Son and Daughter of Fortune. I can also tease the villain and steal the snacks in his hand.

Bu Shi'an, who was busy calculating, didn't notice the glint in Mo Jingxu's eyes when he heard the last sentence.

"yours?"

His voice was hoarse and he looked straight at Bu Shian.

Bu Shi'an, who was being stared at, blinked, seeming very puzzled.

"Otherwise, I taught you, so of course you're mine. Did you find another master in the men's group?"

"No."

"That's it, then. I was the one who taught you, and I was the one who brought you into the Quick Transmigration Bureau, and you also joined the Destiny Villain Group. So, is there anything wrong with me saying that you are my villain?"

Mo Jingxu lowered his eyes, not understanding whether Bu Shian really didn't understand or was pretending, but he still responded.

"no problem."

"Since that's okay, then, these snacks of yours..."

"It's all yours."

"Really? Mo Jingxu, you've become much more generous since becoming the Demon Lord."

The corners of Mo Jingxu's mouth twitched.

There's no need to praise him. Is this any different from indirectly saying that he was stingy before?

Looking at Bu Shian who was happily collecting snacks, Mo Jingxu sighed heavily.

He may be used to playing the villain, so there is something wrong with his brain.

Otherwise, how could he...

Forget it, whatever.

Just when Mo Jingxu gave up struggling and thought this was fine, Bu Shian once again made him so angry that he blushed.

After collecting the snacks, Bu Shian returned the storage ring to Mo Jingxu and coaxed him out the door.

Then he slammed the door shut and drew a formation to surround the bedroom.

Afterwards, Mo Jingxu received a message from Bu Shian.

Shi An: Well, this body of mine is just a spirit. In order to better face the Son and Daughter of Fortune in the future, I plan to go into seclusion and concentrate on cultivation.

Shi An: Please don’t let anyone disturb me from now on. If any son or daughter of luck appears, you deal with them first. If you can’t handle them, leave them there until I come out.

Looking at the news, Mo Jingxu stayed in Bengbu.

He gave up replying to the message and kicked directly at the bedroom surrounded by the formation.

"It's fine if you treat me like a tool, but can you go to a different place for your retreat?"

"This is my bedroom, where are you sleeping?"

Even though his kick carried spiritual power, the formation remained motionless.

Bu Shian didn't say anything and sent a message again.

Shi An: Stop kicking me, I won’t change it. After all, your Demon Lord’s bedroom in this Demon Realm has the most abundant spiritual energy.

Shi An: As for where you sleep? Guaiha, you are the Demon Lord, there must be a place for you to sleep in the Demon Realm.

Shi An: I won’t take your land for nothing, I’ll transfer points to you.

Shi An: [Points Transfer]

Shi An: One hundred points is enough, right? If not, I’ll add more. Man, shut up.

Looking at these messages, Mo Jingxu's eyes darkened.

He was convinced, he was really convinced.

This woman is still so capricious and doesn't care whether he lives or dies.

He had just been humiliated by being questioned by his subordinates at the entrance to the Demon Realm.

He was immediately driven out of his bedroom by the Holy Maiden from the Holy Land whom he had brought back.

If this gets out, will he, the Demon Lord, still have any face?

He discovered that since the original owner's style of doing things was direct suppression, of course he did not restrain himself when he came.

Therefore, these people in the Demon Realm who dare not speak out like to brainstorm on their own.

In other words, each one is more imaginative than the other.

If they knew that he, the usually unkind Demon Lord, had whispered to the Holy Maiden of the Holy Land at the entrance of the Demon Realm, and that she had driven him out of the bedroom as soon as he entered the Demon Realm, and had even set up a formation to prevent anyone from approaching, he wouldn't dare to imagine what these people would come up with.

The more I thought about Mo Jingxu, the more hopeless my life seemed.

He must be a jerk, he must be a jerk.

Otherwise, why would he always want to team up with that devil Bu Shian when he was doing the tasks in the male group alone just fine?

It wasn't enough that he had been coerced and bribed by her for a whole world, and he was eager to make concessions again.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Mo Jingxu couldn't help but send a message.

Tyrant + Demon Lord: Sister, you don’t care at all whether I live or die.

Tyrant + Demon Lord: Do you know how imaginative these people in the Demon Realm are? I can't even imagine what my reputation will become after today.

Shi An: ...

Shi An: Are you stupid? It's better to take the initiative and create a favorable version than to wait for others to make up rumors.

Shi An: Just say that you relied on your personal charm to bewitch the Holy Maiden of the Wentian Holy Land. Your original intention was to drag the Wentian Holy Land to the Demon Realm front, but you didn't expect to find that the other party had a special physique that could match your own physique to communicate with the heaven in exchange for a wish.

Shi An: The reason why you were so humble and nice to me was to coax me into willingly making a wish with you to restart the path to ascension.

Shi An: But after you tricked me back to the Demon Realm, I discovered that the gap between our cultivation levels was too great, and we couldn’t proceed to the final step.

Shi An: So, in order to protect the overall situation, you took the initiative to give up your own bedroom for me to retreat.

Tyrant + Demon Lord: ??? ??? ?

Tyrant + Demon Lord: Are you sure that anyone would believe such an outrageous story?

Shi An: I guarantee you’ll trust me, brother.

Shi An: The secret that no one knows + the monks’ desire to restart the path to ascension + the people in the Demon Realm do not want their Demon Lord to be trapped by love.

Shi An: The buffs are stacked up, even if they don’t dare to believe it, they will deceive themselves into believing it.

Shi An: After all, if it’s fake, they will have to admit that the Demon Lord is a fool who was toyed with by a woman from the hostile force.

Shi An: But if it is true, my God, their Demon Lord is still as wise and powerful as before, with great charm, great luck, and a broad perspective, and he also cares about the future development of thousands of people in the Demon Realm. This is so hot.

Tyrant + Demon Lord: ...

Although he was speechless, Mo Jingxu had no better idea and still did as Bu Shian answered.

In order to make them believe him, Mo Jingxu even ripped open his neat clothes and rubbed a few ambiguous red marks on his neck and collarbone.

Not only that, he also scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, waiting for the opportunity to see someone passing by.

In this manner, he looked at the formation barrier with deep eyes.

"Yingying, even for me, you will succeed, right?"

"When the Ascension Road is reopened, I will present everything you want to you."