On the surface, the Demon Lord had his eyes closed and stood as still as a mountain.
In fact, he had already quietly released his spiritual awareness.
Then he saw Lin Manman sitting on the beauty couch not far from him.
Seeing that he had entered a state of meditation, he grinned and lifted his sleeves.
There seemed to be a sharp scratch on the slender white wrist.
It looked like the wound was very fresh, as if it had just been cut.
There were also bright red blood beads rolling down on it.
Under the soft illumination of the night pearl, it looks particularly shocking.
When the Demon Lord saw this, his heart skipped a beat.
This is...his scratch? !
He knew that when his consciousness was not clear, he would wantonly destroy and kill, and brutally kill any living thing that appeared in front of him.
Could it be that he was so miserable that he actually attacked her? !
The Demon Lord quickly released his spiritual sense, and after confirming that Lin Manman was not in any danger, he saw the mess outside the screen.
All the huanghuali tables and chairs were reduced to ashes.
The diamond-shaped window seemed to have been broken into two pieces by the claws of a huge beast, and was hanging on the window frame, precariously.
Outside the gate, the eldest lady was swinging a red whip back and forth in annoyance.
Lang Wushuang held the big bad wolf Zhuyue's head and coaxed him softly.
Zhuyue’s big tail is almost plucked out!
The eldest senior brother Lu Chengqi put his hands on his hips and loudly called out to the servants to quickly seal the door and windows of the room.
He frowned as soon as he moved, as if he had hurt his waist...
The Demon Lord took another closer look.
These people were all in disheveled clothes, covered in dust and looked extremely miserable.
Only Qingcheng, dressed in pure white, stood by the broken door, still so calm and composed.
However, if you look more carefully, you will find that there is a light red finger mark on Qingcheng's flawless white face.
The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes slightly.
He, he, he...the finger marks on his face, could they also have been caused by him?!
Even though he hated that vixen, he wouldn't go so far as to pinch his face, right?!
Oh my God!
The Demon Lord suddenly widened his eyes.
Is there a possibility that... at that time... he was going to disfigure him?!
Just because Lin Manman praised the male vixen for being good-looking?!
No way, no way!
Is his jealousy that terrible? !
It's not impossible.
Born as a demon, he is the carrier of all evil thoughts in this world.
When he's mad, there's nothing he can't do.
The Demon Lord thought and licked his sharp canine teeth.
At this time, Qingcheng seemed to notice something.
A pair of affectionate and sparkling peach blossom eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the Demon Lord's consciousness.
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