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Chapter 219: Damn it, my disciple is the Demon Lord 38

When I woke up, what I saw was a strange scene.

The room is filled with gauze curtains and colorful paintings. Bright yellow candles are lit in the room, which is bright but not glaring.

Shi Qing got out of bed and checked her belongings. The storage bag and storage ring were gone, and the Star Dragon Grass was gone too. She was stunned for a moment, then slowly walked out the door, through the corridors, and came to a place that looked like a garden.

Based on her observations just now, the architectural features here are like a magic palace. It is estimated that Luosha probably did something while she was not paying attention.

Although he didn't know what her purpose was, since she didn't hurt him, Shi Qingdao didn't panic. He simply walked around the garden by himself and took the opportunity to explore the terrain.

In less than a moment, a tall and charming woman was seen walking towards them with big strides.

"I was so scared, I thought you were gone." She patted her chest exaggeratedly.

Shi Qing looked at the person in front of her intently. The person's behavior was very familiar, but his face was a little different from what she had seen before. She asked tentatively, "Luosha?"

"Yeah." Luosha responded, looking at her with a raised eyebrow, "How about it, isn't this body much better looking?"

If the previous loli was the cute but scheming type, now she looks like a charming and femme fatale.

Shi Qing had long heard that the demons had strange habits, and he agreed with that and didn't care much about Luo Sha's changes.

On the contrary, Luo Sha looked listless and her tone was a little dull. She explained in detail how she was ordered to abduct Shi Qing back to the demon clan.

Fearing that she would be killed by the Demon Lord, Luo Sha took great pains to persuade her, which is why she is now safe and sound.

After listening, Shi Qing nodded, "What about my things?"

"At the Demon Lord's place, he said that you should go find him yourself after you wake up."

Shi Qing lowered his brows and thought for a while.

If the person who wanted to kill her before was the Demon Lord, it would make sense. Lin Zhou had a close relationship with him. Although she was reluctant to believe it, there was indeed a blood relationship between the two. They were probably brothers or father and son, but she was more inclined to the latter.

In addition, it was her master, the sect leader and others who sealed the Demon Lord fifty years ago. Now that she is an elder of the Yunqi Sect and has killed Lin Zhou, it is not difficult to understand why the Demon Lord wants to take revenge.

After thinking it through, Shi Qing looked at Luo Sha calmly, "Please take me to see the Demon Lord."

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Inside the Demon Palace, Jingrong was holding a book, half leaning lazily on the couch, his dark green robe half open, his hard chest half covered, his black hair hanging down at his sides, looking quite charming.

When Shi Qing walked into the hall, he saw this scene and looked away slowly.

"Master Demon, Miss Yun is here." Luo Sha saluted and reminded him.

"Yes." Jingrong didn't even raise his head and ordered in a deep voice, "You go down first."

Finally, Luo Sha looked at Shi Qing and said in a low voice: "If you are in danger, remember to shout, I will come in to help you at any time."

Shi Qing smiled and nodded.

The palace gate closed with a dull and ancient sound, making the atmosphere even more silent.

Jingrong was still looking at the book in his hand, occasionally standing up to pick up a pen to make corrections and notes. Apart from that, he did not even glance at the other person at the bottom of the stairs.

Shi Qing found a seat and sat down, then said slowly:

"The last time we met, Lord Demon was shouting for war and killing, but now that someone is standing in front of him, he doesn't even look at me."

The fingertips holding the pen paused for a moment, and he raised his eyelids in shock, staring at her intently, "You ran quite fast last time, why aren't you running now? Are you unable to run or do you know you can't run?"

"I wanted to run, but unfortunately all the things that could save my life were taken away, so it was useless to run."

As far as I can remember, this person rarely joked with others like this. She always had a cold and aloof demeanor, and even though she spoke gently, she gave people a distant feeling.