Chapter 4217
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Suddenly, Mo Lian fiercely opened her eyes and frowned.
The light emitted by the crystal ball below also slowly disappeared.
"Saintess, how is it? What's the result of the divination?"
Mo Lian stared blankly ahead and didn't speak.
Wu Zhuang couldn't help but shout again, "Saintess?"
Mo Lian suddenly flicked her sleeves, turned around and lightly said, "Elder Wu Zhuang, I'm sorry. My ability is not good enough and I couldn't divine the result. Elder, please go back!"
"What?" Wu Zhuang still wanted to speak, but Mo Lian had already disappeared.
Wu Zhuang left very unhappy.
When his breath disappeared outside the Priest Hall, Mo Lian's figure slowly reappeared.
Her eyes stared at the crystal ball in front of her. Her whole body exuded a strong chill, making the female demons around her keep quiet out of fear. They didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
Mo Lian looked at the crystal ball for a long time. Suddenly, she raised her hand and a light screen appeared in front of her, reflecting her graceful figure.
The veil covering her face was slowly taken off, revealing a devastatingly beautiful face.
This face changed from frosty to angry and unwilling, to full of jealousy and hatred.
Her mouth uttered a low murmur that only she could hear.
"I should be the Demon Princess …"
"The Three Lives Marriage Contract, the Marriage Selection, the Emperor of the Polar Domain, they should all belong to me."
"Why did you take it away?"
= = =
Demon Palace.
"Greetings to Your Royal Highness!"
As soon as Mu Yan stepped out of the transmission array, a deafening shout almost made her want to go back to the [Immortal Slaughtering City].
She calmed herself down and looked down.
She saw a room full of people kneeling in front of her!
That's right, a whole room of handsome men and beautiful women, each more handsome and beautiful than the other.
Moreover, every one of them looked up at her with bright eyes, full of love and eagerness, as if they couldn't wait to throw themselves into her arms and push her down on the bed.
Mu Yan's cold sweat was about to fall: "You are?"
"We were sent by the Demon Lord to serve Your Royal Highness and warm the bed!"
A handsome man kneeling at the front raised his head and looked at her with sparkling eyes. His voice was even trembling because of excitement: "Your Royal Highness, please choose one of us! No matter who you choose, the rest of us will gladly accept them. We won't fight for them, and we won't complain. "
After a pause, he couldn't help but say, "Ahem … But we still hope that Your Highness can be fair and give us all a chance."
What the f * ck, pick one of you!
What f * cking fair treatment!!
Muyan feels that her three views are about to collapse.
What was her cheap Demon Lord father thinking?
Mu Yan said coldly: "All of you go down! I don't need someone to warm my bed! "
She said the last few words through gritted teeth.
Then, all the men and women in the room who were kneeling down below immediately revealed tearful expressions, just like puppies who had been abandoned by their owners, feeling wronged and pitiful.
"Your Highness, you, you really don't want to take a closer look? We sincerely admire you! "
"That's right. I've been madly worshipping Demon King Ye since the third round of the betrothal contest. I really didn't expect Demon King Ye to be you, Princess! Princess, please allow me to serve you. I'm fine with any position. I guarantee that Princess will be satisfied! "
Muyan presses down on the throbbing veins on her forehead and takes a deep breath.
Fine!
If you don't go, I'll go, okay?
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