After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 269: Revenge in the Demon Realm

After saying that, Sang Yunqi stood up and pulled Chu Xinglan away. The little dumpling, who was still sitting on the stool and was shocked because he had eaten such an explosive melon for the first time, looked around and finally chose not to follow.

She blinked her big eyes and looked at Li Wen and Elder Qin below, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

Chu Xinglan was dragged all the way into the bedroom by Sang Yunqi and was still a little unresponsive.

Seeing that Sang Yunqi had even spread out the quilt, he hesitated and said, "Well, Master, I'm just a little tired, not sleepy. I don't want to sleep."

Sang Yunqi paused, then subconsciously pulled the quilt to make it smooth.

"So what do you want to do now? Master will accompany you."

Chu Xinglan sat down on the bed without looking at him: "Master, please go and do your work. I will rest for a while and then go back to practice. I have been slacking off since I came back from Shangguan's house."

Seeing that he was unhappy, Sang Yunqi wanted to say something, but in the end he nodded in agreement.

"That's great. I have to go out for something. I'll make you something delicious when I come back."

Chu Xinglan looked up at him, and in an instant went through several possibilities in his mind as to what Sang Yunqi was going to do, but he had no clue.

At one point, he wanted to slap himself in the face and follow his master, but he didn't do it.

"it is good."

……

In the demon world, ever since the Demon Lord Fan Lou summoned the divine punishment to wipe out most of the subordinates of the left and right protectors at once, and the left and right protectors disappeared, Fan Lou's reputation reached its peak for a time.

The demon clan has always advocated strength above all else, and now, Fan Lou can even control heavenly punishment. Although he was not skilled enough and even hit himself, he was not seriously injured. Instead, the left and right guards suffered heavy losses.

Except for Fan Lou's confidants, the ordinary demons' recognition of Fan Lou has greatly increased.

It can be said that Fan Lou has now truly secured the position of the Demon Lord.

When Sang Yunqi arrived, Fan Lou was drinking and having fun in his palace. Outside the palace, Sang Yunqi could hear the sound of opera singing.

He looked up at the Wuji Palace, which was out of tune with the entire demon clan. It was an exact replica of the emperor's bedroom in the human palace, magnificent and decorated with carved beams and painted rafters.

The overall complexion is golden-red, which is very eye-catching and abrupt in the overall dim environment of the demon clan.

Sang Yunqi thought about the stories he had heard from the storytellers in the human towns closest to the demons along the way, and in his mind, the Wuji Palace seemed even more annoying.

With a bang, the tightly closed palace door was kicked open. After a series of loud crashing sounds, there was a muffled groan of pain.

Fan Lou, who was originally drowsy lying behind the screen in the hall, was suddenly startled. His upper body bounced up and he looked at the noisy hall in a daze.

"What are you doing? Are you tired of living?"

As soon as his voice came out, the whole hall fell silent, with only the sound of unhurried footsteps being clearly heard.

Sang Yunqi's brows were furrowed after he entered the room. It could be said that this huge hall was a place where eating, drinking and having fun were combined, and there were drunk guys everywhere.

There was even a stage built in the front and side, where a troupe of actors were still tremblingly continuing their show, but everyone's face was filled with fear and despair.

Sang Yunqi took another closer look and discovered that this troupe was made up entirely of ordinary mortals. Although they continued to move and sing, it was obvious that it was all muscle memory, without any emotion at all.

As for the other people in the hall, they were all demons and looked like Fan Lou's confidants. It was unknown what they were celebrating when they gathered here.

For these drunk guys, the appearance of Sang Yunqi was like seeing a piece of delicious meat, and their eyes were shining.

"Beauty, you are lost, can you take me home?"

As he said that, he moved forward crookedly, trying to pull Sang Yunqi's hand. The other demons all looked like they were watching the fun, smiling in ambiguous and explicit ways.

Seeing this, Sang Yunqi's brows were furrowed so much that they could pinch a fly to death. He was too lazy to say anything else. He waved his hand lightly, and the demon's palm fell to the ground, being cut off directly.

The demon screamed out in pain instantly and wanted to use his demonic energy to heal his wounds, but he found that for some unknown reason, not only could the blood not be blocked, but even his palm could not be reconnected.

The others were sober now and looked at Sang Yunqi with extreme vigilance.

Sang Yunqi didn't take these demons seriously and walked straight behind the screen. He knew Fan Lou was behind it, and Fan Lou was the purpose of his visit this time.

As soon as he walked to the screen, Fan Lou behind him became annoyed because he hadn't heard a response for a long time, especially since it was obvious that there were outsiders in the palace.

He came out from behind the screen and looked into the hall, and immediately saw Sang Yunqi, the person who should not be here.

Because he had drunk some wine, Fan Lou suspected that he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes and found that the person was actually closer to him. He also belatedly sensed the unique aura of Sang Yunqi.

Fan Lou was not afraid, nor did he feel guilty. He was very excited to see Sang Yunqi here at this time.

"Xingheng, why are you here? I'm telling you, I really have to thank you very much this time, otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, Sang Yunqi had already walked very close to him, and the moment he stopped, he did not hesitate to throw a solid punch at Fan Lou's feminine face.

Fan Lou was completely unprepared, let alone defending himself, and the huge force spun him half a circle. He only belatedly realized that his face was burning with pain.

"???"

For a moment, he couldn't understand why Xing Heng hit him. He just wanted to say thank you to Xing Heng.

This time, thanks to Sang Yunqi's brilliant idea, not only did he make the left and right guards look miserable, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the thunder that refused to stop suddenly disappeared. No matter how much he cursed, it would not come out.

The left and right bodyguards took this opportunity to run away, otherwise he would have definitely left the two people behind that day. Thinking of this, Fan Lou still felt a little regretful.

However, two people were severely injured this time, and their subordinates also scattered like monkeys when the tree fell, so they were no longer a threat.

While Fan Lou was in a state of confusion, Sang Yunqi on the other side was not like that. He came here just to give Fan Lou a good beating and vent his anger.

Therefore, he didn't give Fan Lou any time to breathe and punched him in the face again and again.

Especially when he thought that Fan Lou was involved in this rumor, Sang Yunqi acted even more ruthlessly.

Sang Yunqi did not use any spiritual power, but only used his own strength to hit Fan Lou's defenseless face, which did not cause much harm.

Soon, Fan Lou's face turned purple and both eyes had dark circles, which looked very funny.