Chapter 513 Taste

Style: Heros Author: The fourth day of the first lunar monthWords: 2703Update Time: 24/01/12 01:07:09
There is a black castle in the forest, which is usually hidden in the forest. Countless people have heard of it, and even if they can pass through the sea of ​​trees, they can still find the location of this castle.

Demon Queen Jiang has lived here for a long time. She likes singing and dancing. Dances were held every day in the castle.

Those were her happiest days. She could sing and dance every day, and she was very happy.

Even other countries spread her reputation.

Dijiang is the queen who loves and knows best about singing and dancing in the world. Every dancer wants to dance for her, and every singer wants her to listen to their latest songs.

Being praised by Di Jiang is the highest honor.

All these beautiful moments were completely destroyed that day.

Demon Queen Di Jiang could no longer remember who that person was. He only knew that the other party ruthlessly pointed out that Di Jiang could not actually hear or see.

She sat on the throne, listening to the songs and watching the dances seriously. If she didn't like the performance and thought the performance was poor, she would ask the guards to pull the person down and chop him down.

When you find something you like, you will watch and listen to it over and over again.

Everyone thinks this is because she has a high level of taste and cannot tolerate any small mistakes or imperfections.

But in fact, she was just pretending.

No one knows what method that person used to let Queen Dijiang know that someone pointed out that she was just pretending, but in fact she couldn't see or hear at all.

At that moment, Queen Dijiang fell into darkness. She became demonized and became cruel and terrifying. After killing everyone in the castle, countless tree spirits emerged from the ground, surrounded the castle, and isolated the world.

Until this world, many princes appeared.

This made her feel that as long as all the prince's abilities were collected, she would be able to have hearing and vision, and then she could truly appreciate singing and dancing.

The curse on the prince can never be lifted, and no one can get a kiss from Di Jiang because she has no facial features.

Only by staying by her side can you have some power.

Those princes who stayed in their castles and were unwilling to surrender to her were just poor people who had lost their power.

"Sister Jiu, I've finished reading the queen's autobiographical diary, and that's all she wrote." Gong Yangyan stood beside the burnt stone wall of the castle, which was covered with handwriting carved by fingernails.

She looked up at the two wine ladies in front of her. They were so similar, almost identical, but they felt very different.

Like the difference between black and white.

No, Sister Jiu doesn’t seem to be pure white, it should be the difference between black and red.

Gong Yangyan's most beloved wine sister was sitting on her little cutie.

Doesn’t it bother you?

There were so many hard black armors on the man's body that it was uneven.

Jiu Yuanzi was staring at Di Di's face carefully, wanting to see if there were any changes in him after he came out of the evil pit.

For example, will there be any beauty that I don’t have?

Sure enough it didn't.

When she heard Gong Yangyan calling her, she responded casually: "Huh? What."

PR Yan had no choice but to say it again, "Sister Jiu, I have finished reading the life story of this BOSS. She is already engraved on the wall. It's a bit pitiful."

Jiu Yuanzi turned around, sat on Di Di, leaned against him as a chair, and said: "It's really a bit pitiful, who is so bad that he actually pointed out to her face that she was just pretending.

You should leave a trace of kindness in your life. "

The entire castle was burned black, and there was no place to stay. Fortunately, Di Di's body was black, so he couldn't tell if it was dirty.

Jiu Motoko didn't have any spiritual power now, and she didn't want to step on dirty shoes and soil her clothes, so she just sat on him.

Anyway, Wanfa is not here.

Di Di sat cross-legged on the ground, with Jiu Yuanzi sitting on him. He gently touched Jiu Yuanzi's hair with his long claws that tore Dijiang into pieces.

The two of them have the same face, one has a lazily raised eyebrow, and the other has a smile on his lips, and his movements are quite intimate.

Gong Yangyan just looked at the two of them, and blood started to flow from her nose.

She hurriedly covered her nose and explained hastily: "Sister Jiu, I saw that you are so beautiful that I couldn't help but have a nosebleed."

"Hahaha, little sheep, you are so cute." Jiu Yuanzi laughed.

Di Di said, "I'll reward her with a piece of evil."

"Brother Di, humans don't need to be evil." Jiu Yuanzi said with a smile.

Di Di tilted his head and looked at her and smiled, "Okay."

The two were flirting and flirting here. Jiu Motoko's followers were all far away and did not dare to approach the ruined castle.

Green smoke was still rising in the forest, and Dijiang couldn't show any power. He was incompetent and barked better than now. He didn't even have to fight head-on, so he was torn to pieces by Di Di.

He has always had two ways of fighting.

One set should only be used in front of Shu Motoko. The greater the effect and power, the better. If it can kill the enemy cleanly and neatly in 1 second, he will not use 1.1 seconds.

The important thing is to be domineering enough, majestic, and kill with one blow like a king coming.

But if Jiu Yuanzi was not around and Di Di was killing Shengui outside, it would be a completely different scene.

He will be like a cat catching a mouse, making the other party hope that he can escape if he fights hard.

Then crush the opponent's limbs bit by bit, or let the opponent run for a few minutes before chasing, like a big child dismembering a toy.

Cruel, terrifying and cold-blooded, he won't let the opponent die until he has had enough fun.

The Demon Queen Jiang was killed by Di Di, and the powers she had taken away returned to the hands of the still-living princes, and they regained their respective abilities.

The vampire prince stood in the sun, his red eyes staring coldly at the bunker. The shadow that Jiu Motoko brought to him became much weaker after his power returned.

The Beast Prince recovered and returned to his simple self, a little sorry for being so honest.

Even his tableware and furniture were restored to their original appearance. They cried with joy, and then thought of the two big mountains pressing on their heads. Although one was gone, there was still one that was equally stressful.

But they didn't dare to resist. They didn't know why, they always felt scared and guilty.

No one saw the black smoke on their necks, still spreading throughout their bodies.

When No. 1 got close to the forest, he made excuses and left, only letting Xiao Wanfa and Di Di come over.

After he hid his figure, he couldn't help but feel a little excited when he saw Di Di's attacking state.

This new friend is worth making.

But... no wonder Jiu Yuanzi wanted to send Xiao Wanfa away. A simple boy would probably not see such an intimate gesture from her.

Number 1 even had an idea inexplicably. If Xiao Wanfa had not left, he might still be standing in front of the Emperor of the Earth and say, "I also want Yuanzi to sit on me."

Will there be a fight?

It felt like it should be, he could feel this undisguised possessiveness from such a distance.

At this time, Di Di grabbed a strand of Jiu Yuanzi's hair, lowered his head and said to her: "When we first met, I originally wanted to kill the man named Xiao Wanfa. You smell of him."

Jiu Motoko smiled, "Then why not?"

"Because he doesn't smell like you, so you shouldn't be sitting with him like this." Di Di said.

"Huh?" Jiu Yuanzi looked at him sideways and asked curiously, "I have no taste."

Di Di rested his head on her shoulder, took a deep breath, and said, "Yes, it used to be light, but today it's particularly heavy."

Jiu Motoko froze, I smell like something! Tasty!

Could it be that because I can't use my spiritual power, the essence of the immortal energy is dirty?

How can it be!

Absolutely unacceptable, I have to take a shower!

Jiu Yuanzi immediately stretched out his hand and shouted to Gong Yangyan: "Little Yang, smell it and see if I have a strange smell!"

Gongyang Yan came over in confusion, got closer and smelled it, shook her head and said, "No, Sister Jiu has no smell at all."

"Ah?" Jiu Yuanzi was stunned. What smell could he smell all the time?

At this time, Di Di smiled and said softly: "That smells of despair, death, pain, and evil."

"..." Jiu Yuanzi turned half sideways and looked at him with some confusion.

In Di Di's eyes, Jiu Yuanzi's whole body was exuding black smoke. They were spreading and stretching out their tentacles to wrap around everyone.

Including the little lamb, she was also stained with some black smoke, but it was still very light, unlike the others, which were as black as ropes.

And the smell of this black smoke is so beautiful, with the purest atmosphere of the abyss and polar regions.

She was born and should belong to me.