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

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This is a clean room.

Really clean, not even a table.Just four walls and a bed.

Qi Luoer doesn't pick a place, she used to be a special soldier, where hasn't she slept?Even in the swamp, she spent a day and a night lying on the ground, feeding the mosquitoes there.

She has been busy for a whole day and night, and she is already exhausted, let alone a hard bed, even if it is an uneven floor, she can still sleep well! [

Qi Luoer fell into a dark sleep on the only bed.

When I woke up, I could see through the only small window in the high wall that it was dark again,

She even saw a few stars through the window.

She remembered that when she first came to the magic palace, her genius was dim.

After Yue Wushang left, she was locked in this small house.

Now it's dark again, that is to say, she has been locked up for a whole day!

This small house looks very ordinary, with blue bricks and tiles, like an ordinary dwelling.

But when Qi Luoer walked in, she realized that there was an extremely powerful barrier in this house, and the little spiritual power she had cultivated with great difficulty disappeared without a trace when it got inside.Moreover, people are limp, unable to lift the slightest bit of strength, no different from ordinary people.

Qi Luoer knew that this must be the cell where the demon world imprisoned immortals.

"Hmph, with my spiritual power and martial arts, even if I'm not locked up in this place, I won't be able to survive a round under the hands of the devil. They really think highly of me!" Qi Luoer yawned, thinking to himself.

He looked up and looked around.

There were no lamps and candles in this room, but the surrounding walls were faintly emitting light, and it was not dark at all.

"I didn't expect that the cell in the Demon Realm is also very good, that is, the furnishings are simpler, but there are no mice and cockroaches that are often found in prisons..."

Qi Luoer sat on the bed, thinking to herself mockingly.

He is very precious to his adopted daughter, and he can't care about anything when he hears about her...

A day passed, and he got the antidote again. Now his adopted daughter should be fine, right?

what is he doing now

Handle political affairs?

Or is he talking with his adoptive daughter? [

I'm afraid you've forgotten me long ago, right? !

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It's ten o'clock, and I'm exhausted.That's all for today.