【Demon Temple】!
This memory was too old, so old that he had almost forgotten it. Three hundred years later, the memory that was almost fading suddenly overlapped with this moment and gradually became clearer.
Huge plaques, magnificent palaces, dazzling jewels, terrifying demon soldiers, terrifying demon kings, and...
"grown ups?"
Shen Wuyou saw him staring at the cards in a daze, and couldn't help but remind him:
"But what did I do wrong?"
His indifferent eyes were filled with complex emotions that she couldn't understand, as if he was missing her, lingering, grieving, and hating her...
But he is the supreme ruler of the demon clan, whose cultivation level is unmatched by anyone with 100,000 years. Could such a person really have these emotions that are incompatible with him?
She was puzzled, but she always felt that if he continued to recall this, it would be bad for her.
But at this moment, the Demon Lord's mood is obviously not right. If he accidentally hits the horse's hoof, it will be a disaster...
After much thought, I decided to pretend to be pitiful and act like a lackey to save my life.
So she immediately pinched herself secretly, and the heart-wrenching pain instantly made her brows misty, as if shy and timid, and she explained weakly with grievance:
"I acted on my own initiative. Seeing this plaque abandoned on the ground, buried in the earth, and in such a state of disrepair, I felt really embarrassed, so I..."
She bit her lip lightly and paused, as if she was hesitating. Her white and tender little hands fiddled with her belt and she uttered a sentence in a low nasal voice:
"It was my fault for polishing the plaque, but it's missing a corner, which doesn't look right for you, my Lord. It undermines your dignity, the dignity of the demon clan... That's why I dared to polish it straight, and then I mentioned the words..."
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