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Chapter 136 The Strange False Demon King
"Lan Ping, I heard that you have organized many banquets for the Demon Lord. Why did you prepare so mediocrely for today's banquet, do you think I am not worthy?"

Qing Xie's voice was slightly cold, squinting at Lan Ping who was calmly sipping tea.

Lan Ping stood up gracefully, respectfully saluted first, and then said with a smile: "Xiao Ke is taking on this important task for the first time, and I don't know your lord's preference, so I will make it for you according to your lord's preference."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped his hands lightly, and then a group of colorful and revealing demon girls rushed in and started singing and dancing, filling the hall.

When the ashen-faced demon cultivators below saw the enchanting women in the hall, they immediately regained their spirits, and their eyes closely followed the exposed places of the dancing female cultivators. Post it immediately.

Qing Xie started to frown when the female cultivator entered the door, and endured the irritability of watching for more than ten seconds, his face became more and more ugly.

Yun Chu felt that he was holding her arm with such great strength that it was about to break her waist, so she felt her teeth itch with hatred, put her hand on his arm, and said with a light smile, "I'll pour wine for your majesty."

Qing Xie didn't let go, and when she stood up, he pressed her even harder into his arms, and buried his head in her hair and took a deep breath.

Then the cold eyes shrank slightly, stared at Lan Ping, and said angrily: "What are these? Vulgar and vulgar fans, it's extremely disgusting!"

Lan Ping was happily clapping his hands to the tune of the music, but when he heard Qing Xie's roar, he was taken aback for a moment before calling the music to stop.

"Your Majesty doesn't like these things?" He looked at Qing Xie strangely, mocking him in his heart that he didn't understand how to appreciate it.

This group is the dancers used by the demon king, with soft waists and natural charm.

In the past, Mozun would pick a few good-colored dance troupes from among them every few days, and it can be said to be a very popular dance troupe in Liaodu.

He brought it specially this time, originally to show his friendship with Yuan Ji, but he didn't expect such a reaction from him.

That's right, Lan Ping doesn't know that Yuanji is not the real Yuanji at this time... The fake demon king Qingxie is a strange creature with a bad temper and zero endurance. He hates women's scents and posing.

Qing Xie buried her head in Yun Chu's hair and took a few breaths before feeling alive. She raised her head and glared at Lan Ping again, shouting, "Get out! Get out of here!"

Yun Chu secretly made a black face: What is this fake for?Use her as an oxygen cylinder to extend her life?
It's really an incomprehensible weirdness. These young ladies obviously dance very well, and even she is fascinated by it. Why does this guy have such an expression that he is about to vomit...

Thinking of him about to vomit and bury his head in his hair, Yun Chu also felt sick.

A group of dancing girls below were frightened by Qingxie's roar and knelt down on the ground. It was not until Lan Ping came back to his senses and waved at them that they fled towards the gate in a panic.

The rest of the male Demon Xiu in the palace had a look of reluctance, his eyes followed the dancer, and he lamented in his heart:
The devil himself has meat to eat, but they can't even look at it!Damn, this is not treating them as human beings!No, they want to oppose it!

Qing Xie's expression seemed to be forced to eat flies, and his face was even uglier than the group of anxious male demon cultivators below.

Seeing his changes, Lan Ping felt a little weird. Yuan Ji really hated women as rumored...

But what is the one he is holding in his arms now?
"Your Majesty... do you want to see something else? Xiao Ke also prepared some fairy dances." Lan Ping put away the strange feeling in his heart, looked at Yun Chu from the corner of his eye, and asked a question tentatively.

　The message I sent before was swallowed by the assistant again, woo woo woo. Asking for a ticket during the PK...

　　The PK players in the same period were all great gods, and they had clearly realized that they were about to lose themselves.

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