"Smell me, do I smell good?" Salami said, stretching her arm out in front of Zaun. "These past years, I've been hunted by the claws of the Demon Lord, so I rarely show myself in human form, let alone use cosmetics. But now that my suffering is over, I'm happy and I've dressed up a bit. Do I look good?"
Zuan looked somewhat surprised: "If I can't smell the young lady's fragrance even up close, then wouldn't I be the biggest fool in the world?"
"You have such a sweet tongue. Tell me, am I prettier, or are the women around you prettier?" Salamei deliberately glanced at Pei Mianman and the others.
The women were already quite displeased to see her suddenly come over and be so intimate with Zu'an, but now, hearing her words, they couldn't help but be amused and annoyed. This woman wanted to be a minotaur in front of everyone?
However, everyone was more curious about how Zuan would respond.
Zuan smiled and said, "They're not worthy to be compared to the young lady."
The women: "..."
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Pei Mianman raised an eyebrow, and her previously somewhat doubtful heart suddenly calmed down. It seemed that her prediction was indeed correct.
The real Azu would never say such a thing; even if it were to appease Salami, there would be no reason for him to belittle them.
With his wit, he will surely find a way to praise him in a way that satisfies both sides.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at the Lord of Slaughter on another giant eagle. He was currently meditating with his eyes closed, seemingly recovering his body that had been suppressed for thousands of years.
"Stop looking, or the others will become suspicious." Just then, the Lord of Slaughter opened her eyes and looked in this direction, while a familiar voice reached her ears.
Pei Mianman's eyes lit up: "It really is you!"
The Lord of Slaughter's lips curled up slightly: "I've always been curious about what the Lord of Demons or Salami is looking for. I can only deceive you like this. The reason I didn't tell you is that I was afraid you would inevitably reveal your flaws if you knew. Only when you are unaware can you act most convincingly. I never expected that you would see through it yourself."
Pei Mianman raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression somewhat smug: "Of course, how could I not recognize my own man? By the way, who exactly is that person, to be able to impersonate him so convincingly?"
The Lord of Slaughter replied, "You've seen her too, Miss Jing Teng. I personally helped her disguise herself, so it's naturally convincing."
Pei Mianman suddenly realized: "I see, I'm afraid only she could bring out this charm."
Whether it's cultivation level or expertise in formations, after thinking it over, she's the only one suitable.
Salami seemed to be asking her about formations all the way, and she answered fluently. You have to know that she was once the one who suppressed countless powerful people in the entire tomb, so she naturally understands formations.
In the short time that followed, Salami and "Zuan" chatted happily and then left with smiles on their faces.
Once she returned to the side of the "Lord of Slaughter," she exchanged flirtatious glances with "Zuan" while secretly transmitting her voice: "Father, find an opportunity to kill Donar!"
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