The Demon King's Pampered Wife: The Alluring Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 122 Xuanyou
The goal of attacking the Blood Gate was simply to find her. Looking at the scene again, the answer was ready to come out.

"Hmph~ Can't you wait so soon?" It's been a month since the last time I was assassinated, and I must have received the news over there, and I have been recovering from my injuries for a month. Where is she? I don't know, that's why these people attacked the Blood Gate, trying to force her out.

Thinking of this, Wushuang smiled, maybe there are groups of masters coming towards him now.

"Let's get out of here first." As smart as Beigong Chenyao, how could he not figure out the reason behind it.

Wushuang nodded, staying here now is useless, maybe he will be in danger.

Beigong Chenyao held Wushuang's hand, a crack suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, Wushuang was surprised, but followed the person in front and walked in.

The moment Wushuang's back face stepped in, the crack closed slowly, without even the slightest fluctuation.

After a while, several black shadows descended to the place where the two had just stood.

"Damn."

The man in the lead kicked hard at the rock under his feet, and the rock scraped a perfect arc before sinking into the soil.

A small black animal ran out of the grass, with a thin body and bald hair, which was not pleasant.

"Useless things." The man glanced at the things at his feet, only to feel that they were an eyesore, and kicked the ugly little things to a distance like kicking a ball.

The little animal screamed and hit the tree with its body, blood overflowing in an instant.

At this moment, Wushuang stared blankly at the scene in front of him. The extremely luxurious decoration revealed coldness everywhere.

And the man who was originally white-clothed Shengxue who looked like an exiled fairy had changed into a black robe at some point, and a silver mask partly covered his stunning face.

Even if he couldn't see the man's face, the noble and domineering aura exuded from his body was enough to drive all the women in the world crazy.

Wushuang swallowed hard, although he knew that the person in front of him was the same person just now, just changed his clothes, but the aura that was inadvertently revealed still made people feel oppressed.

"King." The women who were cleaning the room saw the sudden appearance, put down their work and knelt down on the ground.

"Well, back off." The voice sounded coldly, without any emotion.

"Yes." The six girls didn't dare to raise their heads, they stood up and bowed their waists and retreated.

"Why is that expression?"

"Hehe...it just feels different." I already knew that this guy's identity is not simple. Apart from the third prince of Beiyao Kingdom, His Royal Highness Chen Wang with outstanding talent in the eyes of the world must have other identities, and this person is now, It is the familiar Beigong Chenyao, but not exactly him.

Looking at the surrounding environment, and thinking about the attitude of the maid just now, Wushuang is sure that this is definitely not Beiyao Kingdom.

"We won't be going to the North Key Country, will we?" Wushuang also asked tentatively, not expecting the other party to answer at all.

"No, this is the Demon Gathering Hall."

"Huh..." Wushuang raised his head in surprise. He didn't expect him to answer so directly. Hearing this name again, he felt a little complicated.

Gather demons?Is it just a name or...

The man has been paying attention to Wushuang's expression, the corners of his mouth hooked up, he turned his body in front of him, and his eyes met.

"Demon Judgment Palace, Xuanyou." His voice at this time returned to its usual gentleness, and his aura was the same as that of the white-clothed boy, and the arc under the silver mask was also extraordinarily beautiful.

Wushuang smiled slightly, and held the palm of the opponent.

"Long time no see, next--Mo Wushuang."

(End of this chapter)