Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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After all, Yue Wushang is a demon king, and demons are always ruthless.

Then Su Yunluo has a very good relationship with him, isn't he merciless at all?

Why do you think you are special?

"The owner of Doubao will not kill you, you are his future princess!" [

A voice suddenly came from her sleeve.

Qi Luoer was taken aback, Douding!It's Douding's voice!

So many things happened one after another in this day, Qi Luoer had long forgotten about Douding hiding in his sleeve.

That Douding was also strange, she seemed to have slept in her sleeve for a whole day, and didn't wake up until this time.

The sleeve where Douding is located is exactly what the 'Holy Maiden Silk' is wrapped around.

Seeing the turbulent waves in his sleeves, Douding's exasperated voice suddenly came out: "Let me out, hey, I'm suffocating, let me out!"

The maiden Ling didn't seem to be wary of Qi Luoer's 'sleeves' being able to talk, she shook it and wrapped it tighter.

"Ah, what?! You want to strangle me?! Let go! Let go!"

Douding yelled again.

Halo, isn't this Saintess Aya a spirit?

Qi Luoer quickly patted the Holy Maiden Ling on her arm, and tried to negotiate with it: "Linger, be good, let go, Douding is my pet beast, you two can't fight..."

Strange to say, that Saintess Aya seemed to really understand, and she really let go.

Douding's big head took the opportunity to get out!

"Phew! Suffocating me!"

Douding opened his small pink mouth and took a deep breath.

The two big eyes rolled around, and they glanced unkindly at the maiden silk wrapped around Qi Luoer's arm: "Damn loach! Why are you pestering me?!"

The top of the maiden's silk cocked up again, swinging it lazily towards Douding, and then lay down on Qi Luoer's arm again.

It seems very dismissive.

"Hey, dead loach, what's your attitude?! What's so great about you being a holy thing? [

Lao Tzu is still a god!A thousand times more advanced than you! "

Douding seemed to be annoyed, he stood like a teapot with his two small forelimbs crossed.

The end of the maiden's silk without the bell was slightly raised, and the two corners of the yarn were bent in the middle...