Chapter 270
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She turned to leave, but Chen Weiyuan suddenly grabbed her hand.
"… Qingyue." Chen Weiyuan's voice was hoarse, and his words were intermittent. "The Demon Palace … You're not there? You can go there. "
Xu Qingyue was shocked.
Chen Weiyuan had it after he brought him back? She was a little muddle-headed. This was the first time she communicated with him since they met.
So she listened carefully.
"If you go to the Demon Palace, … you'll die," Chen Weiyuan said. "If you want to completely eradicate the Demon Lord, you can't do it alone … I have something here? There's something … I need you to help me get it back. "
Xu Qingyue asked, "What is it?"
Chen Weiyuan's slender eyes were a little gloomy.
"Something … that can put the Demon Lord to death."
…
September 7th. The Demon Palace.
Dark red satin fluttered in the dark Demon Palace. Countless red lanterns hung in the air, rendering a festive atmosphere.
In the dark bedroom, Ye Yunlan lay on the bed. His limbs were immersed in the incense, and he was weak and powerless.
Since the first day he woke up in the Demon Palace and met Shen Shu, Shen Shu fooled around with him. After a few days, he seemed to be busy with other things and didn't often come to the bedroom to disturb him.
But every night, he would bring him medicine and feed him. He didn't? If he was willing to drink, Shen Shu would hold his chin and drink a mouthful first. Then, he would force him to drink little by little, taking advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of him.
Ye Yunlan didn't know what the medicine was. He only knew that after drinking it, his Qi and blood would be smooth and his spiritual power would be abundant. His body was much better than when he just woke up from Nirvana. His cheeks too? Were there? His cheeks were flushed.
It was probably some elixirs that nourished Qi and blood. Was there any effect after drinking it? There was no harm.
But when Ye Yunlan thought about why Shen Shu was so concerned about feeding him medicine to nourish his body, he touched it. No? He wanted to touch those things.
Although Shen Shu didn't? He touched him immediately, but did he? When he couldn't bear it? If he did, he would rub against his palm.
After his impudence at the beginning, this person's temperament became more and more bad. Couldn't he solve it himself? Enough, why did he have to hold on to him? He had fun with him.
Ye Yunlan couldn't stop him, but he had been abstinent for many years. Can't split? Once you get used to it, you will soon find it unbearable? Here we go.
Shen Shu then said that his body was still not well and said that he should give him more spiritual medicine.
At that time, Ye Yunlan just wanted to slap Shen Shu. Her face was flushed and full of smiles.
However, he didn't know what kind of incense Shen Shu used in this sleeping chamber. He only felt that his body was tired and weak, and he was often in a trance. It was as if he was in a dream, or as if he had fallen into the clouds.
In the silent darkness, no? Time passed.
Suddenly, the door of the hall was pushed open. This time, it was not Shen Shu who came in, but several maids dressed in black.
The faces and bodies of the maids who walked in were all covered up. Ye Yunlan couldn't see them. Only a few pairs of eyes could be seen. What else? The maids were holding red wedding clothes in their hands.
He was helped up from the bed by the maids. He changed into layers of wedding clothes and was pushed in front of the mirror.
A pale face appeared in front of the mirror. His lips were light, and the corners of his eyes were a little red. His long white hair flowed down his shoulders like moonlight and mercury. The patterns on his wedding clothes were gorgeous, festive and auspicious.
Her pale white hair overlapped with her bright red hair, giving people a soul-stirring feeling for no reason.
The maids surrounded him and looked at him with infatuation and admiration in their eyes. What else? The maids combed his hair, rolled up his white hair, and inserted a red hairpin. What else? The maids drew his eyebrows and lips.
His thin lips were dyed with dark red lipstick. Wasn't it gorgeous? It was beautiful.
The maids praised him one after another.
"If the Lord sees you like this, he will be very satisfied."
"There is no one more beautiful than you in the world."
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