I love the Demon Lord, my female disciples are all sick and delicate

You Luo Hall, Blood Kitchen Darkroom.

A pair of men and women with huge disparity in height, one in front of the other, stands under a mirror of clean and clear water.

"Master, he is really good-looking."

"It would be great if this perfect body only belonged to Xing'er."

After squatting down and helping the man arrange his robes, Cen Xing'er took a step back, admired the perfect body, and sighed in a low voice with obsession.

Thinking about it, she blushed again.

At this moment, she could clearly feel it.

My darkest desire for this perfect man who raised me up in front of me became more and more intense!

Almost out of control!

"What did you say?"

It seemed that he also felt the girl's gaze was getting hotter and hotter, Bai Feng looked sideways slightly.

"No, nothing."

Cen Xing'er quickly shook her head, lowered her head, and the ponytails on both sides brushed over, blocking her bright red face.

Bai Feng naturally saw the girl's thoughts at a glance.

Reluctantly said: "In the future, if you want to see the deity, you can come to the blood kitchen at any time, and you don't have to pay too much attention to the etiquette of honor and inferiority."

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, Cen Xing'er's eyes lit up, as if reflecting the stars: "Can Xing'er really stay by Master's side all the time?"

"certainly."

Bai Feng nodded: "This is also a reward for your outstanding performance these days."

The words just came out.

He regretted it.

It was agreed to bring the other party back on track slowly!

Before he knew it, he himself accepted the perverted setting of "master and servant" with this girl from the bottom of his heart!

"Hey, let's talk about it."

"My life is indeed perfect enough, don't blame this child."

Bai Feng looked at himself in the mirror.

The appearance is handsome and stern, the facial features are well-defined, almost impeccable.

Wearing a mighty and loose black-gold heavenly demon robe, he set off his already burly body even more majestic and domineering, like a world-destroying heavenly demon.

It has been one month since the crossing.

At this moment, he has completely accepted himself as he is now.

And, he was sure of one thing.

In today's suzerain election, he, Bai Qingling, will be the most beautiful boy in the audience.

Tonight, the title of Demon Lord Qingling will shock the entire sect and resound throughout the entire Yunzhou Continent!

"That's right! Master, Xing'er just heard the bell from the main altar's holy mountain. This means that the general election has begun. Shall we go there now?"

Cen Xing'er hurried forward and said.

"Not urgent."

Bai Feng said: "We are still short of one treasure, which is enough to completely determine the situation."

"What is that?" Cen Xing'er asked.

Bai Feng didn't say anything, but snapped his fingers.

A blood-red Stealing Shadow Dzi Bead suddenly appeared from the void.

Immediately afterwards.

A screen of light curtain refracted——

In the center of the picture is a fat monk who is sweating profusely. When he sees his sword flying across the sky, he is moving forward at a high speed, and his speed is actually faster than the spirit birds around him.

"Master, this is"

"The "Red Pig Guard", Hong Tianfan, who was an undercover agent in Middle Earth with Senior Sister Feng? "

Cen Xing'er said in surprise.

"good."

Bai Feng nodded and said: "Did you see what is on his back? That's what we want—Cangming Soul Sword."

"So that's it! Xing'er understands!"

Cen Xing'er suddenly realized, and excitedly clenched her pink fist, "Since the loss of the soul sword, the past lords of Cangming have never held two holy artifacts at the same time! When the master holds the soul sword and the soul ring at the same time, that is the fate of destiny." The Great Emperor Cangming! So powerful!"

"Cough cough."

Bai Feng cleared his throat, interrupted the flattery of the fan girl, and said: "These two sacred artifacts, especially the Cangming Soul Sword, have other magical uses."

"ah?"

Cen Xing'er tilted his head and thought for a while, and said: "Although Xing'er can't understand, I still think the master is amazing (●●)!!!"

"Xing'er, have you never taught you the way of swords as a master?" Bai Feng asked suddenly.

Cen Xing'er recalled a bit, then nodded numbly.

"Then today at the suzerain meeting, you have to pay attention to it." Bai Feng said.

"Ah? Why?"

"Because it's the master's sword."

"It will be handsome."

It was noon.

Before the general election begins, there is still time for the last stick of incense.

At this moment, the leaders of all parties in the sect, and the representatives of the internal and external sect disciples all entered the magnificent Vientiane Demon Palace.

The Vientiane Devil's Palace is a huge building built with obsidian magic stones as the basic material.

There are five floors in total, from the ground to the dome, it is fifty or sixty feet high.

Each floor corresponds to seating and guests of different classes.

At this moment, on the high platform on the fifth floor.

The two hall masters of Yin Gui Hall and Shura Hall have already taken their seats, while the seats opposite You Luo and Luo Cha are empty.

"Master Hua is really bigger than my wife."

"I don't know what is the beauty under the veil? Which man is lucky enough to see the beauty?"

Ren Qianfan stared straight at the master of Yingui Palace who was equal to him, and couldn't help murmuring.

"Hehe, you useless, even if you see everything, what can you do? Huh?"

A sneer came into his ears.

"Jade Face Demon Sword Immortal" felt a chill run down his spine, and quickly looked away.

"Ma'am I just"

He was about to explain something.

However, the lady next to her got up and left the table, walking towards the cold figure.

"It's not necessary, madam! It's really not necessary!"

Ren Qianfan originally wanted to hold his wife back, but on second thought——

Madam is jealous of herself!

So. She still loves herself!

Han Jinniang came to the seat of Yin Gui Hall and stood still.

At this moment, the two familiar beauties with their own charms looked at each other, and an invisible chill permeated the air.

"Holy aunt, I see that you have been staring at the seat of Lord Bai, but secretly, you have formed an alliance with him?"

Han Jinniang asked with a half-smile.

"What does this seat have in common with Bai Qingling? What does it matter to you?"

Hua Yuerong said coldly: "It's Madam, please take care of your family's Hall Master. If he dares to look at me with such a wretched look again, don't blame me for breaking my face."

"Sacred Aunt is indeed as tempered as ever."

"This is not good."

Hearing the smell of gunpowder in the other party's words, Han Jinniang was not angry, and said with a smile: "I heard that the holy lady intends to take the position of suzerain. Shouldn't we restrain our temper and win over people?"

"Otherwise, if you single-handedly confront the bull-nosed man of the Rakshasa Palace, I'm afraid it won't please you."

"The matter of this seat has nothing to do with your palace. Don't let this seat emphasize it a second time."

Hua Yuerong's tone became even colder.

"Well, it seems that the bull's nose is not worthy of contempt in the eyes of the holy lady, so—"

Han Jinniang smiled charmingly, and pointed to the seat in You Luo Hall beside her: "Where is this man?"

After hearing this.

The holy lady of the Yin Gui Temple who had been indifferent all the time finally had a wave of eyes: "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing, I just want to tell Master Hua one thing."

Han Jinniang leaned into the other's ear, smiled charmingly, and said, "My lady, I have formed a close alliance with Lord Bai, and I will do my best to help him seize the throne today~"

"you"

Hua Yuerong's beautiful eyes widened. Behind the veil, that pretty face that showed neither emotions nor anger showed emotions for the first time!