Si Jiuming stared at her with a half-smile: "You seem to have many complaints about me."

"I dare not."

"Don't dare?" The man sneered, and that laugh was like a death warrant. The women in the pool were all watching, and no one dared to speak.

It seems like the Demon Lord is somewhat interested in this servant.

"Why do you look to me like you want to put a knife to my neck?"

She wanted to kill him with a knife, but this was the demon world, and this bastard had set up restrictions.

Shen Qianyue's eyes subconsciously glanced to the side, where his clothes were placed.

As soon as she finished speaking, the man lowered his head and took the grapes in her hand into his mouth.

The round fruit was bitten open between the lips and teeth, the abundant juice burst instantly in the mouth, and the wet and soft tongue seemed to touch her fingers inadvertently.

Shen Qianyue quickly retracted it as if she had been electrocuted.

Why does it feel a bit sexy?

Especially since he was now soaking naked in the hot spring. The water was not deep, just reaching his crotch. When he sat in it, the water barely covered his waist.

As the water rippled gently, she seemed to be able to see something else.

Perhaps noticing Shen Qianyue's gaze, Si Jiuming suddenly hugged a woman and sat her on his lap.

The women around him all wore black veils.

The black gauze was thin, and they were not wearing anything underneath. The black gauze stuck to their bodies while being wet, revealing some beautiful spring light.

Si Jiuming pinched the woman's waist.

“So soft.”

Shen Qianyue almost crushed the fruit plate in her hand.

"My Lord, you are so annoying. I have a softer spot than my waist. Do you want to try it?"

"You little devil, you've been trying to seduce me all day long." Si Jiu Ming lifted the woman's chin and smiled wantonly.

Shen Qianyue moved her steps and finally came to the place where his clothes were piled.

He glanced at Si Jiuming who was flirting with several women, quickly found his underwear and ran away.

Shen Qianyue had never thought in her life that one day she would be reduced to being a thief.

What’s even worse is that what he stole was someone else’s underwear, which is such a perverted thing.

Si Jiuming stared at Shen Qianyue's back as she left stealthily, the sour and sweet taste of the grapes in his mouth seemed to have not yet worn off.

With a wave of his hand, the women who were originally surrounding him disappeared immediately.

It was just an illusion created to deceive her, but she didn't even notice it. With her level of cultivation, it was impossible for her not to see it.

Master has already entered the Spirit Transformation Realm. Her cultivation should have improved even more in the past seven years.

"Xiao Ba, I've got his clothes now, quickly tear open the seam!"

Shen Qianyue could not tolerate the traitor's daily behavior for a moment. It seemed that after he became the Demon Lord, all he did every day was kill people or hang out with a group of women.

But it makes sense. In his previous life, when he was still in the Hehuan Sect, he often saw his master and his disciples practicing dual cultivation.

Although that kind of thing did not happen in this life, the memories of the previous life are still retained.

After all, he is a man, and he has some desire for this kind of thing. Especially when he is influenced by his surroundings, how can he, Si Jiuming, stay clean and untainted?

Thinking of this, Shen Qianyue couldn’t help but sigh.

It seems that she really does not have the potential to be a teacher. She can't even correct a disciple. She is really ashamed.

With Si Jiuming's inner clothes as an introduction, Xiao Ba easily opened a gap.

However, just when Shen Qianyue was about to escape, the gap suddenly closed.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow fell behind him, accompanied by Si Jiuming's cold and icy voice.

"Master, where are you planning to escape to?"

In an instant, Shen Qianyue's scalp exploded. The feeling of being stared at by a venomous snake made the hairs on her back stand on end, and she felt unwell all over.

"Demon...Demon Lord."

The man stretched out his hand, and with a bang, her back was forced against the wooden door, and she was trapped in that small space.

"I didn't know that Master had a habit of stealing people's underwear. As long as Master asked, not only an underwear, but even mine could be Master's."

Si Jiuming spoke slowly.

This cat and mouse game is really boring.

She doesn't care about herself anyway, so Master doesn't care no matter how many women are around her.

In that case, he would trap her in this devil's palace and prevent her from leaving for the rest of her life.

Shen Qianyue’s heart was beating wildly.

"I don't understand what the Demon Lord is saying."

"Master's acting is as poor as ever."

Si Jiuming sneered softly. Even at this time, she was still pretending in front of him.

The cold fingers landed on her cheek and moved across her lips. The biting cold made her shiver.

His hands are so cold.

His hand slowly moved down, following her collarbone and stopping at her heart.

Si Jiuming's hand was like a sharp knife, capable of piercing her heart and taking her life at any time.

Seven years had passed, and the boy had grown into an adult. He was tall and broad, with an absolute height advantage. In front of her, he was like a small mountain, completely blocking her way to escape.

"Master, after seven years, I thought you had forgotten me."

He chuckled, but the laughter did not have the slightest warmth, instead it made Shen Qianyue's heart sink.

So did this traitor see through his disguise from the very beginning?

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