Chapter 69 Chapter 69 The proud and powerful demon, this...
Cerberus has three heads, and the three brothers take turns occupying his body and developing an emotional connection with Lin Miao, which means that Lin Miao is destined to passively compare them.
The lustful head is elegant, noble, charming and frivolous, while the jealous head is gloomy, twisted, perverse and crazy;
And the Angry Head, whose first impression was that he was irritable and dangerous, but later I felt that he was hypocritical and quite arrogant——
But sometimes, like now, she felt like she was under the influence of a furious nature, like a war machine that only knew how to bite and attack, crudeness mixed with wildness, and aggressive tension in her arrogance.
The purest and fiercest flames of hell flowed in the demon's gilded eyes. His rough hands, used to manipulating fire or holding weapons, became tools to please the girl. He wreaked havoc on her waist, controlling the movement of his strength.
Can I say it?
Lin Miao's eyelashes were already wet with sweat. As they gradually melted, a thought suddenly popped up:
The proud and powerful demon now showed a bit of madness, even a vulgar and manic temperament.
"Chains...chains..."
Lin Miao's heart was getting even more restless, but her inner thighs were still in close contact with the cold and hard chain around his waist, like a tickling ice cube, gently pressing against her sensitive skin, leaving a tingling and itchy aftertaste.
"You know it can't be solved." The demon glared at her, his smile tinged with wickedness. "Just bear with it for now... maybe you'll like it later."
Lin Miaowei widened her eyes.
The furious leader who has cast aside his tough exterior and is honest about his desires is actually also a good flirt?
She had thought that Reese would be a practical person.
"Ah..." Reese still held her hips with one arm, and the other hand left her waist. "Do you seem ready?"
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"Are you hot? It looks like it's very hot."
"The cooling system at the Le Palace isn't very good. Maybe we should ask Cecia for some feedback and stop wasting money on useless, dirty things."
“…”
"Look, it's raining outside... When the soil is moist enough, we can plant things."
“…”
"Don't worry, if you can plant something, you won't get nothing."
"Don't give me that look..."
“He’ll die.”
…
"Why don't you speak? Your voice was so nice when we were at Capet Manor."
“You can’t treat people differently.”
"The expression is also very beautiful...it deserves to be remembered forever."
“…”
"Maybe I'll dream about it?"
“…”
"Look at me, Miaomiao."
When the rainfall was abundant enough to provide the water needed by the plants growing in the tropical rainforest, Lin Miao finally pieced together a shocking fact from those extremely familiar terms:
It wasn't that Reese had taken off his stubborn mask, nor was it that the furious leader's true nature was revealed.
…He was imitating Errol.
The devil used his outstanding ability to imitate and imitated his good brother, Lustful Head, the means to attract her attention.
His imitation show was undoubtedly quite successful, so successful that even after Lin Miao figured it out, he had neither the time nor the energy to ponder the reasons behind it.
After all, if there is no water vapor in the environment to replenish it, the sky will be drained dry if it rains continuously for a long time.
…
There were no clocks in the rooms of the Palace.
Lin Miao could understand Cecilia's clever idea. Perhaps she wanted to give the guests who came to the Le Palace a more immersive experience without being constrained by time.
But the lack of clocks and the fact that there is no distinction between day and night in hell directly led to Lin Miao being completely unable to perceive the passage of time.
The feeling of penetration and filling seemed to accompany her from beginning to end, from left to right, from the head of the bed to the corner of the wall, long and endless, except for the necessary eating and sleeping.
She finally understood what the devil meant when he said "maybe she'll like it later" -
The stimulation of the ice and fire, the thermal expansion and contraction, was probably not only what she liked, he also enjoyed it very much.
When the devil finally let her go reluctantly, she staggered out of the room and saw that two days and two nights of hell had passed.
The speed of time in the human world is similar to that in hell.
Lin Miao felt like he was a little broken.
Humans always do many irrational things under the stimulation of dopamine. Lin Miao deeply suspected that her brain was broken when she provoked the devil and said that he couldn't afford to play.
She decided to put the blame on the owner of the music palace.
The pink-haired demon who had been monitoring the situation in the human world for two days and was always ready to take action to clean up the mess finally had a chance to rest. He had just called a lover to come over to sleep with him when he received a call from the human lady through the voice mirror while the demon was out.
On the other side of the mirror, the human lady's face flushed and her voice was a little hoarse: "Lady Cecia, how could you secretly tie the Qingxin Bell on me!"
Cecia narrowed her eyes and pushed away her subordinate and lover who was about to come over to serve her: "Miaomiao was under too much pressure at that time... There must be a way to relieve it."
"I know Miaomiao doesn't want to kill, so the best way is sex."
"Why, but the three-headed dog's service is not satisfactory to you?"
Satisfied, so satisfied that she almost died.
"But...but there are more ways to eliminate negative emotions than just killing and sex!" Lin Miao said with a sad face.
Even though the demon had been using magic to ease the pain, she could still feel the pain in her waist and the illusion of being filled up.
"The three-headed dog is a virgin after all, so it's normal that he didn't serve Miaomiao well." The pink-haired devil seemed to have not heard her words at all, immersed in his own world, "I have a few well-trained and clean subordinates here, I can send them to you..."
"Lord Cecia!"
The human lady's face turned from red to yellow. Unable to bear it any longer, she interrupted Cecia, "It's not a technical problem!!"
"So that's how long it will take?" the Palace of Music's host continued, her foxy eyes quirking. "Logically, Cerberus is still suffering from the bird's purifying curse, which is like the pain of a thousand arrows piercing his heart. He can still hold out for two days, so he's barely made it, right?"
So, this is just the length of the disabled version, the normal version can be even longer, right...?
Lin Miao's lips trembled, but his attention was quickly attracted by the four words "thousand arrows piercing the heart".
Thinking carefully, whether it was after Mujia Mountain or in the past two days in Le Palace, the demon didn't seem to show any abnormality -
Not to mention the past two days, in that small town on earth, Reese held her in his arms, went shopping with her, and danced with her.
...That must be so painful.
Lin Miao closed his eyes and changed the subject: "How is the situation in the human world?"
Mentioning this, Cecia's expression became a little strange: "Well... if Miaomiao is talking about the royal family... maybe the situation is better than you think."
"Better than I thought..." Lin Miao frowned, confused.
Even if Gabriel complied with her unilateral request and did not interfere with the follow-up, the king was still alive and she and the "Seventh Prince" were missing, so those plans should have been basically ruined.
What's more, there is the Cape family, who seems to be acting strangely.
"You'll know when Miaomiao returns to the human world." Cecia smiled and kept the secret.
Lin Miao: "...What about the western town?"
"We've explored the damaged areas, and made preparations according to Miaomiao's ideas." The demon's expression tightened, his gaze becoming solemn. "They are undoubtedly monsters. And... I didn't want Miaomiao to be distracted by the royal family before, so I didn't mention that these forcibly assembled monsters have higher attack power than those in Hell, and their rate of devouring and growing is also faster."
“…”
It is reasonable that the grafted ones are better than the original ones.
The probability that the mastermind behind this is a pure human is probably close to zero.
Lin Miao's heart skipped a beat: "Where's Evelin?"
"That human... I went to the Western Lord's Mansion, hypnotized a few servants to get some information, and also checked the teleportation array. At least what she said should be true."
The spoken part?
Ziler's face flashed through her mind, but Lin Miao said nothing.
"After she returned to town, she simply took care of her sister and interacted with the surviving humans. There was nothing unusual."
Cecia continued, "The people from the Illuminati used their spiritual powers to heal the injuries of the surviving townspeople. Beelzebub and Mammon, following Miaomiao's instructions, deliberately created confusion and left some valuable items on the mages."
Lin Miao was about to nod in agreement when he suddenly remembered the hint that the pink-haired demon had asked An Wei to convey before reading the letter: "Lady Cecia, those precious 'gems' in the palace's treasury..."
"Just some interesting information. I just know it's very valuable." Cecia winked at her, gossiping casually. "Beelzebub's crystal ball might be of some help, but you need to know the name of the gem first."
"It's the same after Miaomiao returned to the human world... Who knows where the line of restraint is?"
The pink-eyed demon's words were baffling and confusing. "When you're lacking strength, it's best to keep a low profile, not claim any position, and maintain the status quo. That's how you're less likely to make mistakes."
A faint moan of a demonic male could be heard from the other side of the voice mirror, as if Cecia had done something to her lover.
"Miaomiao, do you have anything else to ask?"
“…Gone.”
Cecilia's intention to drive him away was obvious, but Lin Miao didn't think it was because she suddenly lost patience with him. The only possibility left was that "she couldn't say anything more."
Lin Miao hung up the voice transmission, and at this moment, the door of the room was opened.
The handsome man holding the dinner tray walked over to her, his eyes still tinged with a strange red.
The demon, with his long hair hanging down, refused to look her in the eye. "Who are you talking to? ... It's time to eat."
"I spoke a few words to Lady Cecia." Lin Miao glanced at him, and thinking that the demon was still enduring Gabriel's spiritual curse, he tried hard to suppress his sarcastic thoughts.
She said unhappily, "I'm not hungry."
"...You haven't eaten for a day." The demon insisted, "Humans need to eat."
"So you also know I haven't eaten all day." Lin Miao smiled wryly. "Then did you stop when I asked you to? And why did you pick up the props over there?"
"I'm sorry." It's hard to say whether the shared emotions among the three heads of Cerberus also affected the speed at which he slid to his knees and admitted his mistake. In any case, the furious head's apology became incredibly smooth.
"Humans are very fragile, Master Race."
The impulse of being sarcastic was indeed not so easy to suppress. Lin Miao couldn't help but repeat what he had said.
The devil's thin lips, which always contained a mocking arc and spoke against his will, pursed slightly, and his cheeks turned an unnatural red.
He paused, his voice barely audible: "It's okay..."
"The devil's ** has the function of repairing damage and replenishing vital energy."
“???”
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