Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joey asked, "what are you betting on?"

Su Xuandong: "if you win, you can open the conditions. If I win, you belong to me."

As soon as he said this, aguaku's face changed dramatically. Although the high priest was noble, their queen was not ordinary. How could he be so frivolous?

At present, their attitude was not respectful. They all raised their heads and looked directly at Su Xuandong.

How could su Xuandong lose sight of his hostile eyes and be even more angry in his heart? The world is getting worse. All cats and dogs dare to show his face. Should he be a high priest?

Just before the attack, Yu Guang flashed and glanced at Su Xing and winked at him. Su Xuandong was more angry. Damn it, even if outsiders provoked him, his own people fell into the well

He patted the handrail again and pointed to Su Xing: "what do you want to say?"

Su Xing knew it was going to be bad luck and was terrified: "high priest, Miss Qiao, she is the werewolf queen."

"So what?" Su Xuandong had no time to respond and blurted out.

The werewolf queen... He was surprised and looked at Su Xing with a cold look. Damn it, why didn't he say it earlier!

Although the high priest of utu is a great man admired by all, the background of the werewolf queen is not small. What he said just now is indeed inappropriate.

Aguaku was even more angry when he heard this. They came all the way to utu, not to humiliate the queen to the high priest!

The two stepped forward and put on a duel pose.

The werewolf's solution to the problem is simple: come on, duel!

Su Xing sighed to himself that werewolves have developed limbs and simple brain. No wonder they can't get out of the cold land of Shengbei for so many years. He looked at the high priest with worry. Please take it easy. Don't really tear your face and make enemies with tens of thousands of werewolves!

Su Xuandong laughed instead of getting angry. The tiger didn't get angry. He thought he was a sick cat, didn't he?

He sat motionless, looking coldly at aguaku, with a slight hook in the corners of his mouth and a strange smile.

Akuagu was about to speak when he suddenly soared into the air and flew back very quickly. He was about to hit the wall.

Such a long distance and such a fast speed will inevitably form a powerful shock wave, and aguaku will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

Joey stood on his side with cold eyes and eyes, staring at the two people flying away.

Seeing that Su Xuandong was serious, Su Xing quickly rounded up the scene, "the high priest calm down, they..."

Before he finished, he saw that aguaku's body gradually slowed down and finally stopped in mid air. Su Xing thought that his plea had played a role, but when he looked up, Su Xuandong's face showed surprise, and then became more gloomy. It can be seen that the scene just now was beyond his expectation.

Looking at Joey's concentration, Su Xing understood that Joey was fighting against the high priest.

Joey's strong mental strength benefited from the former Qingyuan queen. After she woke up, her mental strength also woke up. In addition, she later trained under the guidance of mexiling. Now Joey's mental strength is more powerful than Qingyuan.

Su Xuandong's secret way, with such powerful spiritual power, is worthy of being the queen of werewolves. But as a man, if he can't even fight a woman, what's his face? Besides, she will submit to him in the future. If she doesn't give her some color now, she won't pay attention to herself in the future.

So, he remained silent, his fingers lifted slightly, the surrounding air was suffused with a faint white light, and the two people who stopped in mid air hit back quickly.

Joey frowned, raised his hands and slightly spread his five fingers, as if to absorb aguaku. There was a faint light of light blue between his fingers.

Aguaku's figure slowed down again, but he didn't stop and still went towards the wall.

The hall was silent. Only two people hanging in the air were moving. They were fast and slow, and there was no expression on their faces.

Joey's face turned red. Because of his strength, the blue and blue tendons on his forehead burst, and his beautiful face looked a little twisted.

Su Xuandong's face was calm, his eyes were staring at Joey, and his smile was stronger. This woman was interesting, more and more interesting.

Finally, aguaku hit the wall and fell down, but the speed was slow and they were not hurt.

They got up from the ground and came angrily. Joey gave them a cold face and a severe glance. They lowered their heads and didn't dare to say a word.

Joey turned around and bowed slightly: "high priest Xie is merciful."

Su Xuandong smiled, "you're good, too."

Su Xing was relieved to see the high priest smiling. It's called no fight and no acquaintance.

I didn't expect Joey to pick up the topic just now, "high priest, your bet has a time limit?"

Su Xuandong was stunned. Through the competition just now, even if the matter turned over, why did she mention it again. Still fighting him?

When someone challenged him, of course he had to fight. After a moment of meditation, he said, "how about a month?"

Joey frowned and smiled like a spring flower: "OK, it's limited to one month."

Su Xing sent her out and kindly advised her, "Miss Qiao, the high priest has never lost a bet. You should be careful."

Joey disagreed. "I can do it without asking him for a month."

"Even if you really have nothing to ask the high priest, he will make things for you to ask him."

"Really?" Joey was noncommittal. "We'll see."

Su Xing watched her go away and shook his head secretly. He was young and inexperienced. Would he be so confident if he knew who the high priest was? Although the gamble has just begun, he has seen the end.

Mo Ziyu didn't know that during his sitting time, Joey had been summoned by Su Xuandong twice.

Zong Bo sat there like an old monk, but his patience came to an end and stood up, "what does the high priest mean, see or not, give me a good time!"

Zong Bo: "ah Yu, take it easy."

"You've said this a hundred times. If you wait like this, when will it be the end?" Mo Ziyu glanced at the coffin and walked inside angrily.

Zongbo hurried to catch up with him with the coffin. Unfortunately, his speed could not catch up with Mozi Yu. When he ran into the inner hall, Mozi Yu had already stood in front of Su Xuandong.

Seeing Su Xuandong sitting lazily in a chair reading, Mozi's anger rushed to the top. He didn't know that the high priest was drying them, but seeing is believing. His anger rushed to the highest point.

"High priest, if you don't want to see us, why do you let us wait?"

Su Xuandong smiled lazily and amused you. I didn't say anything, but it was clearly written on my face.

Mozi was depressed and his eyes flashed red. When Zongbo saw it, he hurried up and pressed his hand and shouted in a low voice“ Ah Yu, do not be unreasonable before the high priest. " Then he apologized to Su Xuandong: "high priest, young people are not sensible. Please don't blame them."

Su Xuandong has never been fond of genetic mutants. They are just like the undead monsters. They are really annoying. However, since he arrived in Wutu, he can't pass his level without scraping them.

"Come on, what's the matter with you in a hurry to see me?"

"High priest," Zong Bo bowed respectfully, "we are here on behalf of the Mohs to ask the high priest to save our Lord's life."

"Oh?" Su Xuandong glanced at the coffin on the ground, "is your Lord inside? Open it and have a look. "

He spoke lightly, like a cat and dog in the coffin. Mozi Yu's anger just came up again.

With a wave of his hand, the coffin lid bounced up and shot straight at Su Xuandong on the high platform.

Zong Bo was startled and shouted, "ah Yu, you're crazy!"

Mo Zi's face was cold and his eyes looked at Su Xuandong: "sorry, I missed."

With Su Xuandong's skill, of course, he won't let the coffin cover hit him. It's just that Mozi Yu did so, which made him very unhappy. Mother, over and over again, how can everyone challenge his authority? He was born tall and cold, not angry, why not afraid of him

One side of the body, the coffin cover brushed past, hit the wall and fell to the ground, making a loud noise, but it didn't fall apart.

Su Xuandong's eyes stayed on the coffin cover, took it back for a long time, and looked at Zongbo: "what material is this coffin made of?"

Zong Bo was carrying a heart for fear that he would blame him. Unexpectedly, he said something that couldn't be next to the side as soon as he opened his mouth.

"... high priest, this coffin is made of Huangli flowers and trees in the South China Sea."

"Well," Su Xuandong touched his chin, "do you still have it in your hand?"

Zongbo immediately understood what he meant and nodded hurriedly, "yes, I'll send some to the high priest later."

Su Xuandong was satisfied with his journey and looked down at moxiling in the coffin.

While paying attention to Su Xuandong's expression, Zongbo tightly clasped Mozi Yu's hand, and the silver needle in the sleeve of his right hand was always ready.

Su Xuandong saw a half ring, came down from the high platform, squatted next to the coffin, touched his chin and meditated.

If the mutated person is stabbed in the heart by a silver dagger, he will shrink and become a grayish brown corpse. Why can moxiling still face white lips and black, lifelike?

"High priest," Zong Bo explained, "the dagger didn't completely pierce the heart. It's spiritual blood protecting the Lord's body. I also hope that the high priest will be merciful and save the life of our Lord. "

"So it is," Su Xuandong stood up and sat in a chair aside. "It seems that the man who killed him has shown mercy. However, "he snorted coldly," it is said that Lord Mo came to such an end because he was tricked by the other party. Do you think it is necessary to send him all the way for treatment? "

"You!" Mozi Yu was really fed up with him. He threw Zongbo's hand away and rushed to Su Xuandong with an arrow. He stretched out his hand to pinch his neck.

The authority was provoked again. Su Xuandong's heart of death was gone. His face sank and his eyes were dark.

Mozi Yu's hand in front of him suddenly stagnated, his eyes were lax and stood blankly, but sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his expression was a little painful.

Zongbo cried bitterly and had to kneel down. "High priest, ah Yu is very unstable. Please forgive him this time."

Su Xing slowly retreated to the door. The high priest was really angry. He couldn't bear it. He'd better take the opportunity to run