People who were all smiles one second can turn on each other and kill each other the next.
Standing on the mountaintop, Li Muge looked down at the corpses in the Spirit Hunting Valley, her heart filled with mixed emotions. Looking at these people, it was as if she were seeing her past.
Humans have desires, and in the process of pursuing those desires, people often lose their original selves.
In his previous life, Li Muge was the same, pursuing frivolous power.
In the end, Xiao Shaoyao died to protect her, and all her confidants were eliminated by Yun Qi.
A woman emerged from the sea of blood in Spirit Hunter Valley, holding a bow and arrow, and stepped into the teleportation array.
When she appeared in front of Yun Qi.
When Li Muge saw the woman's face clearly, her pupils contracted instantly, and a shiver ran through her heart.
How could it be her!
"This humble woman, Gong Yujia, pays her respects to the Demon Lord Protector."
Gong Yujia's eyes were extremely heroic, and she looked very similar to the old friend Li Muge thought she knew when she first entered the Demon Palace. But she remembered that the woman had long since died, killed by her.
"Get up." Yun Qi's fingertips paused as he played the zither, his deep pupils filled with warmth. Anyone who saw him would surely think he was an excellent monarch.
But only Li Muge knew.
Beneath this seemingly gentle and refined exterior lies a soul comparable to that of a demon.
Gong Yujia slightly curled the corners of her mouth: "To serve the Demon Lord is my lifelong wish. I dare to ask if I can stay by the Demon Lord's side and serve him faithfully, even at the cost of my life."
Yun Qi glanced at Li Muge indifferently: "Alright, since you have this intention, I will grant your wish. Follow the strong wind back to the Demon Palace first."
"Yes, sir. Thank you, Demon Lord."
As Gong Yujia turned to leave, she glanced at Li Muge out of the corner of her eye, but still left the formation without looking back.
Yun Qi flicked his sleeve and put away the wooden zither.
"Yes, Your Excellency. Is it because you saw an old friend that your conscience is beginning to be uneasy?"
“Conscience.” Li Muge sat up from the couch. “Do I have this? Or does the Demon Lord have it?”
Yun Qi's expression was grim.
"Li Muge, you've got guts."
"What's the big deal, Demon Lord? A human's life is only a hundred years, but a demon's life can last for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. If there were no rivals like me to amuse you, wouldn't it be too boring?"
Speaking of which...
Li Muge simply took out several jars of fine pear blossom wine from his spatial bag.
From the moment of rebirth.
The first thing Li Muge wanted to do was to fill her space bag to the brim with food.
Thanks to Yunqi.
Who can understand the feeling of being starved for tens of thousands of years?
"Demon Lord, how about a drink?"
"No need." Yun Qi frowned, but Li Muge still noticed the disdain in his tone.
"A germaphobe." Li Muge hugged the jar and started bottling.
Just as Yun Qi was about to remind Li Muge not to get drunk, Li Muge was already staggering drunk, still clinging to a wine jar.
"Come, Demon Lord, let's have a drink together." The drunk Li Muge stepped forward and grabbed Yun Qi, wanting Yun Qi to see if the feathers on her body were beautiful.
"Get out." Yun Qi was so overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol on Li Muge that he almost vomited.
"No, I don't want to get out! Yun Qi, are you stupid? I, Li Muge, am a phoenix. Of course, I can fly. How can I get out?"
Logically speaking, Li Muge's alcohol tolerance shouldn't be that bad.
She was probably too focused on the food when she put the food away.
They didn't even notice that the several jars of wine she had placed there weren't pear blossom wine at all, but rather a kind of "immortal half-step down" wine.
Someone like Li Muge, who can still get drunk and talk nonsense, is considered to have a good alcohol tolerance.
"Li Muge, if you want to fly, then fly far away from me." Yun Qi cast a purification spell on himself before preparing to cast a spell to leave.
They didn't care at all about Li Muge, who was already drunk.
But just as he was about to cast the spell, Yun Qi felt his legs being tightly hugged. Looking down, he saw that it was indeed Li Muge, who was quite drunk, holding him.
"Li Muge, release me."
"I won't let go." Li Muge was drunk, her face flushed red.
"Yun Qi, I know you must be disgusted by me, disgusted by my dirtiness. But I'm not dirty. I'm very hygienic, really, Yun Qi. I take a shower every day now."
"Let go." Yun Qi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he practically spat out his words through gritted teeth.
"I have no interest in your bathing. Now, release me immediately, or I will chop off your claws right now."
"You're so fierce," Li Muge said pitifully.
Tears welled up in her eyes: "Yun Qi, you're so annoying. Yun Qi, come here, I have a little secret to tell you, do you want to hear it?"
Yun Qi snorted.
Who would listen to a drunkard's secrets? But Li Muge doesn't seem like she's lying. What if she's just telling the truth after drinking?
"What secret? Tell me."
Li Muge pouted: "Yun Qi, you're too tall. Quick, squat down, squat down, and I'll tell you my secret, but only to you."
"Really?" Yun Qi was skeptical. Just as he squatted down, Li Muge suddenly pounced on his back.
"Hahaha, Yun Qi, you're such a fool, you got tricked." Li Muge hugged Yun Qi's neck tightly and leaned on his shoulder with a smile.
"Li Muge, get your head off me." If it weren't for the fact that his plan absolutely required Li Muge, Yun Qi would never have doubted him and would have killed this woman, Li Muge, with a single palm strike.
"No, Yun Qi, don't think that I don't know what you're up to." Li Muge pinched Yun Qi's ear: "You just want me to become the Demon Lord, and then push all the bad things onto me so you can have a good reputation."
Li Muge became increasingly angry as she spoke, and without any mercy, she bit Yun Qi's shoulder.
"hiss."
Yun Qi sighed: "Li Muge, release me."
"I won't let go." Li Muge forgot that she was still biting Yun Qi. As soon as she let go, Yun Qi immediately threw her to the ground.
Li Muge sat on the ground.
Her eyes became even redder.
He refused to leave no matter what, insisting on carrying me on his back.
Yun Qi refused, but Li Muge, who was drunk and confused, actually plucked a feather from his own body and insisted on giving it to Yun Qi.
She claimed that these were the most beautiful and precious feathers on her body.
He insisted that Yun Qi accept it, or he would get angry with him.
the next day.
Li Muge woke up drunk.
Suddenly, I heard a sound outside, a sound that had a painful yet tender quality.
Li Muge quietly got out of bed.
"Demon Lord, please be gentle, it hurts, I really can't bear it."
"pain."
Li Muge covered her mouth and hid in the shadows, as if she had discovered some incredible secret.
That sounds like the sound of a strong wind emanating from Yun Qi's personal bodyguard.
And it seems she didn't mishear what she said.
Jingfeng appeared to be lying down and had taken off his clothes, which meant that Yun Qi didn't like women at all; he liked men.
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