Miao Teng's thoughts exploded, a thousand threads, a jumbled mess, and just as chaotic as her thoughts were her emotions, excitement, sadness, joy, pain, longing... a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy, all rushing up at once.

The Demon Lord had returned to The Way of the Extraordinary for almost a year. In that year, she pretended not to care, pretended to grind her teeth in hatred in front of her elders, but only she knew that her longing had never ceased, and her pain and sorrow had not diminished for a single day.

Day and night, she yearned for that heartless, yet secretly tender, unfaithful man.

Tears instantly blurred her vision, overflowing her cheeks. Miao Teng'er stared痴痴at the familiar face, choking with sobs:

"You, you..."

She had originally wanted to say, "Aren't you dead?"

But the words caught in her throat, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

"Tsk tsk, what a pitiful sight. Teng'er is especially charming when she cries. I seriously suspect the Demon Lord likes to bully her because of this." The man by the bed raised an eyebrow, and said in his unique, hoarse voice:

"I didn't die. That was just an illusion to deceive the world. I went into hiding during that time to avoid the limelight. This蛰伏is for a future flight to the sky. When I return, I will definitely become the supreme god, and I will take back what belongs to me."

He raised Miao Teng'er's pointed chin, a wicked and arrogant smile on his lips:

"Like you!"

"Now I'm back. So, what's it like to be kidnapped by yours truly again today?"

Ah." He deliberately mentioned being kidnapped again to reinforce the Demon Lord's identity.

Zhang Yuanqing knew what the Demon Lord looked like. The Ghost Bride Bai Lan had described the appearance of the mysterious person who took the Little Sun, and it was the Demon Lord.

Sure enough, when Miao Teng'er heard this, she was filled with mixed emotions of sadness and joy. Biting her lip, tears streamed down her face: "I wish I had never met you in the first place. I wish I could kill you." As she cried, she struggled to sit up and weakly threw herself into the man's arms, sobbing and muttering "bad guy," "jerk," but without any real malice, more like a frail girlfriend accusing her bad boyfriend.

The man chuckled: "You're still so weak. All you can do is cry."

According to Zhang Yuanqing's personality, he would use sweet words to melt the girl's heart at this time, making her smile through her tears, and then naturally use his advantage to plug her loophole.

But according to the audio recordings from the Cat King speaker, the Demon Lord wasn't gentle with Teng'er. He was like a bad foreign youth treating his girlfriend, calling her "little bitch" every other word, and smugly thinking it was a term of endearment.

Time was limited, so he didn't let Teng'er's sadness fester. He said, "I don't have time to watch you cry here. Where's the map fragment I gave you last time? Give it back to me."

Miao Teng'er stopped crying and raised her head, glaring at him: "I won't give it back. That's the family property you gave me. Unless, unless you take back the part you gave to Yin Ji."

The man frowned, a flash of displeasure in his eyes: "I don't want to say it a second time."

Miao Teng'er bit her lip aggrievedly, "Then, then untie my ropes, and I'll get it for you. Hmm, I think I've been poisoned. Help me get rid of it." The man "hmm" and snapped the ropes tying her, then took a syringe from his pocket and injected it into a vein in her neck.

A few seconds later, Miao Teng'er's limbs regained strength. She straightened her back and sat on the bed in a duck-sitting position, "I always carry the things you give me with me..." Suddenly, she grabbed a handful of three-inch-long wooden thorns from her item bar, and with lightning speed, plunged them into the man's chest.

Warm blood splattered. She took the opportunity to roll to the other side of the bed, grabbed a small potted plant, and screamed, "Grandpa, save me!"

The sapling swayed slightly, but nothing changed.

Miao Teng'er was stunned.

The next moment, the scenery in the room shattered like an illusion.

Miao Teng'er opened her eyes in confusion. The lights were bright. She was lying on the large bed in the hotel room, her brown hair spread out on the white sheets like a blooming flower. Her limbs were still tied up, and her body was still weak and powerless.

Everything just now was an illusion!

The only thing that hadn't changed was the tears in her eyes.

"Tsk tsk, how did you see through my identity?" The person by the window smiled, "I thought my disguise was pretty good."

Miao Teng'er sniffled and suppressed the emotions she'd brought out of the illusion, coldly looking towards the window.

There stood a young man with ordinary features, a hint of vicissitudes hidden within, and it was none other than the Demon Lord.

But Miao Teng'er knew that he wasn't!

"He's very contradictory,桀骜乖戾 but also gentle and kind. Most of the time, he's impatient with me, but as long as I cry, he'll definitely coax me, even if he's impatient while he's coaxing me," Miao Teng'er said coldly:

"You're not him. You're just a despicable little person pretending to be him."

Uh, so the Demon Lord is the type of man who says "I'm the boss at home" but is actually a wife-doting simp? Zhang Yuanqing's expression stiffened slightly.

"The Taiyi Sect Leader and the Marshal said he's dead, so that's definitely true..." A flash of pain crossed Miao Teng'er's eyes, and she quickly composed herself, staring at him, grinding her teeth:

"Who exactly are you, and what's your purpose for kidnapping me!"

"So you're not a love brain after all." Zhang Yuanqing turned around, raised his hand, and smiled: "I'm indeed not the Demon Lord. As for kidnapping you, it's naturally to receive his inheritance."

Under the light, a silver ring was on the finger of that hand.

Miao Teng'er's pupils suddenly contracted, and she screamed, "You, you're the Demon Lord's successor that the Taiyi Sect is looking for?!"

Zhang Yuanqing stroked the ring and smiled: "It's obvious!"

Miao Teng'er stared at him blankly, her beautiful face as if雕塑d, tears rolling in her eyes, containing a sea of sorrow.

The appearance of the Demon Lord's successor meant that there was one more piece of evidence that he had returned to The Way of the Extraordinary.

She hadn't hoped that the Demon Lord was still alive, but this feeling of being stabbed repeatedly was too painful.

"I said earlier, I don't have time to watch you cry. Hand over what the Demon Lord gave you," Zhang Yuanqing emphasized. "That map fragment."

A look of determination flashed in Miao Teng'er's eyes: "Kill me."

Zhang Yuanqing "tsk" in his heart. Ling Jun was right. Miao Teng'er had a personality that was soft on the outside but tough on the inside. It seemed that ordinary threats and intimidation wouldn't work.

But it didn't matter. He still had a trump card.

So he chuckled: "Kill you? Why would I kill you? I said earlier, I'm here to receive his inheritance. The map fragment is an inheritance, and you...are too."

Miao Teng'er's face changed.

Zhang Yuanqing walked to the bed. Miao Teng'er moved to the foot of the bed in terror, but he caught her white and tender foot and dragged her back in one fell swoop.

During the dragging process, the blue百槽long dress slid to the base of her thighs, and a pair of slender jade legs shone with porcelain-white luster under the light, as delicate as ivory.

Zhang Yuanqing played with her delicate and cool foot, revealing a wicked smile: "The Demon Lord's woman is indeed top-notch. This feel, this skin, tsk tsk..."

Miao Teng'er let out a high-pitched scream.

"Scream, scream until your throat is hoarse. No one will hear you. I've set up soundproof spiritual charms in the room." After saying that, he complained in his heart: standard villain lines!

He didn't further violate Miao Teng'er, but instead, with the demeanor of a cat toying with a mouse, he smiled and took out two items from his pocket, showing them to her with a mischievous taste:

"I'm different from the Demon Lord that scum. I never force women. However, this ring can make you fall in love with me quickly. And this spray will make you unable to leave me."

Zhang Yuanqing's voice was low and hoarse, deliberately imitating the Demon Lord's voice, but in Miao Teng'er's ears, it was like the whisper of a demon, "You will willingly indulge under me, will actively ask for it, will repay my kindness, will forget that loser."

Miao Teng'er paused her scream, staring blankly at the Charm Ring and the Long-Lasting Spray. After a few seconds, her beautiful eyes showed extreme fear and extreme despair.

Obviously, she knew the function of these two props.

Ah, sorry Teng'er, I hope you won't have nightmares tonight... Zhang Yuanqing felt a little guilty, snapped the ropes binding her feet, but not to untie her, but to force her to submit further.

Zhang Yuanqing leaned forward, his strong waist separating Teng'er's two big white legs. One hand propped beside her ear, and the other hand moved up the smooth and delicate outer side of her thigh, reaching into the skirt, touching the lace edge, and then stopped.

Miao Teng'er convulsed with fear, and screamed in a high-pitched and desperate tone again.

"Huh, weren't you very lewd when you went to bed with the Demon Lord? That speaker recorded your obscene moans. Why are you pretending to be a virgin now?"

As he revealed more information, he waited for Teng'er to calm down.

It had been more than an hour since the kidnapping. Thinking from Miao Teng'er's perspective, the official elites in the banquet must have reacted.

Her cousin Ling Jun would notify her grandpa immediately, and with her grandpa's means, and the abilities of Fu Qingyang, Yuan Shi tianzun and others, finding her was only a matter of time.

So delaying time was the first priority. In order to protect herself, Miao Teng'er would definitely hand over the map fragment.

And from the perspective of the Pang Jun's successor, the reason why he hadn't violated Miao Teng'er for so long was because this successor's main goal was the Demon Lord's items on Teng'er's body, and sleeping with her was secondary.

The logic was a closed loop.

Everyone wouldn't feel strange because the Demon Lord's successor was being coy and not sleeping with Miao Teng'er.

"I..." Miao Teng'er finally couldn't hold on anymore and screamed, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you!!"

Zhang Yuanqing straightened up, withdrew his hand from under her skirt, and maintained his wicked and arrogant smile: "I like girls who know what's good for them. You'll follow me from now on."

After saying that, he snapped the rope on Miao Teng'er's wrist, "Don't play tricks. You can't be sure if you're still in an illusion. If you dare to lie to me again..." He glanced at Miao Teng'er's exquisite and curvaceous figure, and laughed嘿嘿.

Miao Teng'er felt a chill, rubbed her sore wrist, bit her lip, and grabbed a triangular jade pendant from her item bar. It was as white as mutton fat, and the surface was engraved with small concave dots, like stars.

She usually wore this item around her neck, but because she needed to wear a diamond necklace for the banquet tonight, she had taken it off and put it in her item bar.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up and snatched the jade piece.

A few seconds later, the item's properties appeared:

Feather Transformation Immortal Sect? Why does that sound familiar? It seems like I've heard it somewhere before... Holy crap, I remember now, that Feather Transformation Immortal Sect where the Demon Lord lingered and had three thousand concubines in his harem?

Du Jun hid his treasure in the dungeon? Unexpected but reasonable. No place is safer than a dungeon... There are six fragments in total. Where are the other fragments?

Zhang Yuanqing closed his hand and held the fragment in his palm, and asked, "Does your mother have one?"

Miao Teng'er's face changed, and she shook her head repeatedly: "My mother doesn't have a map fragment. Don't hurt her."

Huh, the Demon Lord didn't leave a fragment for his mother-in-law? Bah, I'm still better to my mother-in-law... Teng'er has one, Yin Ji definitely has one, and that Betty from the Beauty God Association also has one. Where are the remaining three fragments... Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts churned, and his face showed a obscene expression again, "Little beauty, it's time for our spring night."

"Wait, wait..." Miao Teng'er hurriedly stopped him, her tone a little flustered: "I haven't finished yet. I also know the whereabouts of two more fragments. Yin Ji of the Taiyi Sect and a slut named Betty from the Beauty God Association each have one."

Still smart! Zhang Yuanqing stopped immediately, while playing with Teng'er's little feet, and asked:

"Anything else?"

As he spoke, he made a move to separate her legs.

Miao Teng'er's delicate body trembled with fear, and she squeezed her legs tightly, trembling, "Yes, yes...

But it's not a map fragment. I know some information about the Demon Lord."

A flash of light flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, "Speak."

Miao Teng'er's bright eyes quickly turned, as if searching for information in her mind, and said:

"The Demon Lord is not that old, younger than me, much, much younger. Once, he let it slip in front of me, he said, you're already 25, and you haven't even had a man yet. When I turn 25, my women will be able to fill the Guocheng Lijin Hotel.

"At that time, his personality wasn't as twisted as it became later, and there weren't that many women around him, so..."

"So, for him, 25 years old is a long time in the future. The Demon Lord is actually a green kid?" Zhang Yuanqing stroked his chin, with a look of surprise.

Seeing that Miao Teng'er was quietly silent, looking like she was trying to delay time, he said coldly: "I didn't tell you to stop."

Miao Teng'er said quickly:

"I also know how the Demon Lord fell."

"Isn't it because he drank the liquid in the Fallen Holy Grail?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

Miao Teng'er shook her head: "I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the process of the Demon Lord's fall. After I became involved with him, he quickly wanted to get rid of me on the grounds that he was tired of me. Most of the time, I was the one缠着him..."..."Once, he took the initiative to find me and asked me about the information of a captain in Chaoyang District. I didn't want to betray my colleagues, so I rejected him. "But he told me that the officials had long been渗透ed like sieves, and ordinary體檢s can only guarantee that most people are clean and can't find those corrupt分子protected by离等級power. Officials can't use 虎符on a grassroots staff member. The captain he wanted to kill was a 型落者, a fallen person protected by a hidden organization. Later I knew that the hidden organization was Dark Night Rose."

Zhang Yuanqing interrupted: "Get to the point, I'm not interested in hearing about your love-hate entanglement with the Demon Lord." Miao Teng'er stammered for a moment, took a deep breath, and continued:

"He also mentioned one thing at the time, he said that he became a servant of the Evil Eye Judge after obtaining the character card, trusting the security guard, and trusting the official."

So that's how it is... Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized that an initial guess had been verified.

In the early stages of the Holy Grail incident, Ou Xiangrong killed a person named Zhao Yingjun. He was a consultant to the Xiangshui Road Security Bureau, a member of the White Tiger Soldiers, and a level 2 scout.

And his real identity was a fallen person, secretly working for the Evil Eye Judge, using his position to sell some rookies who had just become Spirit Realm Walkers and reported the case in fear to the Evil Eye Judge, who used the Holy Grail to control them and develop them into servants.

Ou Xiangrong was one of them.

From this, it can be seen that the Evil Eye Judge used profit delivery to turn the official grassroots Walker in the Southeast District Security Bureau into his claws, specializing in finding Spirit Realm Walkers for him, and then controlling them through the Holy Grail.

Fu Qingyang specially applied to the headquarters for the 虎符for this reason and launched a general examination, which did find a group of black sheep.

At that time, Zhang Yuanqing suspected that Bing Ge and the Demon Lord might have become servants of the Evil Eye Judge in this way.

Now it's confirmed.

"Which security bureau did the Demon Lord report to?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

Miao Teng'er shook her head: "He wouldn't tell me such details, because that would allow me to lock down his family background and real identity."

Zhang Yuanqing "hmm" in agreement with her statement, "Anything else."

Miao Teng'er immediately said: "Yes, there is... The Demon Lord has been overseas."

"I know, he was invited by the Beauty God Association to go overseas to sleep with women. Well, to be precise, to cross the ocean to sleep with that stunningly beautiful president." Zhang Yuanqing呵呵d:

"The speaker told me everything."

Unexpectedly, Miao Teng'er shook her head: "No, he went overseas for another reason..."

Suddenly, a clear "哒哒" sound came from outside the window. The two of them looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a pair of brand-new red dance shoes with a dim red glow stepping on the smooth and steep French window, appearing in their sight.

Miao Teng'er's beautiful eyes bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and her heart was beating wildly.

She recognized these dance shoes, Yuan Shi tianzun's red dance shoes!

At the moment when the red dance shoes appeared, a dreamlike starlight rose from the room, transforming into a handsome young man.

As soon as he appeared, he shouted angrily:

"You filthy thief, if you dare to hurt a single hair on Teng'er, this tianzun will peel your skin off."

"It's you, Yuan Shi tianzun!" The Demon Lord's successor was shocked, and roared, "Damn Yuan Shi tianzun, you ruined my good deeds, I will never let you go."

After saying that, he also turned into a starlight and disappeared into the hotel suite.

Yuan Shi tianzun, who had rushed over, did not pursue him, but immediately rushed to the bed, picked up Miao Teng'er, and said with a look of pity: "Teng'er, are you okay!" His gentle voice, concerned expression, and strong chest gave Miao Teng'er a strong sense of security.

The warrior who slays the dragon and saves the princess is nothing more than this.

The grievances, fears, and afterpains in Miao Teng'er's heart broke out all at once, and she cried in his arms.

Zhang Yuanqing gently pulled down the long skirt to cover her slender legs, and glanced at her petite and delicate white feet with reluctance.

At this time, a noisy and chaotic sound of footsteps came from outside the corridor.