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Feng Ling was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect him to say that. She couldn't believe it. "Your Majesty, why would you say that? The Imperial Master and the Elders are also thinking about the future of the Demon Realm..."

Long Xiao interrupted her coldly, "Go back and tell them, if I can't even decide who to marry, then what's the point of me being the Demon Lord?"

"But, Your Majesty, you...you..."

Feng Ling bit her pink lips, looked at Fu Bao beside her, and said angrily: "You like her, right? But she is a little fairy from heaven, you can't be with her, the national teacher and the elders will not agree!"

"Hehe, do I need to ask for their consent for what I want to do? If anyone has any objections, just come and tell me in person!" There was a sharp and cold light flashing in Long Xiao's eyes, like an ice knife, piercing people's eyes and hurting them.

Even though Feng Ling claimed that she was very familiar with him and felt that she didn't need to be too afraid of him, she was still frightened by the look in his eyes.

She felt as if she was thrown into an ice cellar, with the bone-deep coldness sweeping over her and enveloping her whole body. In addition to the coldness, there was also a terrifying murderous aura!

She didn't dare to speak, for fear that if she said anything else that would displease him, he would kill herself.

"I...I understand, Lord Demon." She even changed the way she addressed him. The shyness and excitement she had before were no longer on her face. Only panic and fear remained. "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"If there's nothing wrong, you'd better not show up in front of me." Long Xiao glanced at her coldly.

“Why, I…”

Long Xiao interrupted her again, stretched out his hand and pulled Fubao over.

Fubao was stunned, and before he could react, the next second he was held in his arms forcefully with an attitude of absolute possession.

Under Feng Ling's stunned gaze, Long Xiao held Fu Bao, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said in a loud voice: "If you show up, I will be unhappy, and my girl will be unhappy too!"

Fubao, "..."

She looked up at him suddenly and saw Long Xiao's cold expression. He was not joking, but serious.

He just said that she was his girl.

When did she become his? Even if she was before, she is not now!

"Your Majesty..." Feng Ling glanced at Fu Bao. Long Xiao held her so tightly. But if she wanted to get closer to him, she might be beaten to death.

The more she thought about it, the more unbalanced she felt. Her eyes gradually turned red and filled with tears. Without saying anything else, she turned around and ran away feeling aggrieved.

"What's going on?" Shen Zhile, who came over later, was confused. He seemed to have heard some strange things just now, such as the national teacher and elder. What were those?

Are they discussing a TV series?

Although Shen Zhile was puzzled, he was not interested in Feng Ling, so he naturally did not bother to ask. The person he was interested in now was Long Xiao. This guy actually held Fu Bao in broad daylight!

"Huo Jinxi, what are you doing? Let Fubao go quickly! Do you have the nerve to do this in broad daylight in front of everyone?" Shen Zhile said as he stepped forward and pulled his arm.

Long Xiao had no choice but to let Fu Bao go. Shen Zhile immediately pulled her behind him and snorted unhappily, "Huo Jinxi, I warn you not to make a move. If you do this again, I will be rude to you! Even if you give me your private jet, I will settle accounts with you!"