Chapter 779 Origin 8
In the desert of death, the wind is blowing, and the sky is full of yellow sand.

However, this harsh environment did not affect the Demon Palace at all.

In the main hall of the magic palace, singing and dancing.

Demon Venerable Xuanyuan Xu invited all his confidantes to enjoy the beauty dancing.

The music sounded, and ten beauties in purple neon dresses danced gracefully, with seductive postures, soft bodies like willows, skillful steps, and graceful dancing, which surpassed the splendor of flowers.

In the middle of the purple beauty stood a blue dress, the dress was extremely gorgeous, bold and unrestrained, and the long tails were inlaid with jewels and flowers.She showed off her attractive shoulders and back, as well as her slender waist, with heavy makeup.

The other dancers in purple were eclipsed by the blue-clothed woman, and the eyes of the entire hall were focused on the blue-clothed body.

The other spectators were fascinated, and their eyes were dazzled by the stunning beauty of this woman.

Only the dragon chair on the stage, Xuanyuan Xu sat there motionless, with a cold and charming face, contemptuous eyes, as if a noble and inviolable posture.

This woman in blue turned out to have exactly the same face as Nanrong Xueqing, with a human skin mask on Dieyi, pretending to be Xueqing.

A pair of agile eyes never left Xuanyuan Xu, yes, she was testing Xuanyuan Xu and challenging his bottom line.

In the majestic hall, Dieyi released her most beautiful and most colorful brilliance for that unique man.

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 discussed.

Xuanyuan Xu raised the golden goblet and put it heavily on the table, everyone immediately shut up and continued to drink and have 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 party, Dieyi was brought to Xuanyuanxu's bedroom, she still painted her face like Xueqing.

She was dressed in a thin layer of blue gauze, her perfect curves were faintly visible, and her charm was fully revealed. The man looked at this charming face without fail.

A moving laughter sounded like a silver bell: "My lord summoned Dieyi so late to see Dieyi's face."

Xuanyuan Xu looked at her coldly, Dieyi swayed her graceful body, walked in front of Xuanyuan Xu, put one hand on his shoulder, and moaned softly, "My lord."

"Who asked you to dress up like her?"

"Adults should like this look."

A sullen look appeared on Xuanyuan Xu's face, he grabbed Dieyi's arm and squeezed her throat.

"My lord, you're hurting me again." Her voice was soft and seductive.

That cold face can be so charming and enchanting, Xuanyuan Xu looked at the familiar face lightly, and slowly let go of his hand.

Dieyi fell into Xuanyuan Xu's arms, wrapping his hands around his waist.

Xuanyuan Xu didn't push her away, which surprised Dieyi, because her face was exactly the same as Nanrong Xueqing, so he couldn't bear to push her away?
Dieyi felt a little unwilling, she became more courageous, and took off the thin tulle, and the entire perfect and moving curve appeared in front of Xuanyuanxu, which was very attractive.

Her hand caressed Xuanyuan Xu's chest restlessly, her red lips covered it, leaving lip marks on his collar.

If Dieyi hadn't come to seduce Xuanyuan Xu like this, he would have pushed her away coldly like before, but today, he didn't.

Although he didn't respond, he didn't refuse either!
(End of this chapter)

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