Miao Teng's thoughts exploded, a thousand threads, a mess, and as chaotic as her thoughts were her emotions: excitement, sadness, joy, pain, longing... a mixture of bitterness, sweetness, sourness, and spiciness surged up all at once.

It had been almost a year since the Demon Lord returned to Lingjing Xingzhe. In this year, she pretended not to care, pretended to gnash her teeth, but only she knew in front of her elders that her longing had never ceased for a single day, and her pain and sorrow had not diminished for a single day.

Day and night, she longed for that heartless man who concealed a hidden tenderness.

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

"You, you..."

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

But the words got stuck in her throat, and the 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 bullying her because of this." The man beside the bed raised an eyebrow and said in his unique, hoarse voice:

"I am not dead. That was just an illusion to deceive the world. I went into hiding for a while to lie low. This hibernation is for a future soaring to the sky. When I return, I will surely 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:

"Such as you!"

"Now I'm back. So, what do you think, being kidnapped by this great one 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. Ghost Bride Bai Lan had described the appearance of the mysterious person who took away the Little Sun; it was the Demon Lord.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Miao Teng'er was overcome with mixed emotions. She bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. "I wish I had never met you in the first place. I wish I could kill you." While crying, she struggled to sit up, weakly throwing herself into the man's arms, sobbing and hiccuping, calling him a "bad guy" and a "scoundrel," but without any real bite, more like a weak 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, make her smile through her tears, and then naturally use his leverage to plug her loopholes.

But according to the Cat King speaker's audio recording, the Demon Lord wasn't gentle with Teng'er at all, just like a foreign delinquent youth treating his girlfriend, calling her a little bitch every other sentence 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, raised her head, and glared. "I won't give it back. That's the inheritance you divided for 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 seem to be poisoned. Help me get rid of it." The man grunted in acknowledgement, snapped the ropes binding her, and took out a tube of injection from his pocket, injecting it into her jugular vein.

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

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

The sapling swayed slightly, without any change.

Miao Teng'er was stunned.

The next second, the scenery in the room shattered like a phantom.

Miao Teng'er opened her eyes blankly. The lights were bright. She was lying on the large bed in the hotel room, her long brown hair spread out on the white sheets, like blooming flowers. Her hands and feet were still tied, and her body was still sore and weak.

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 man by the window laughed. "I thought my disguise was pretty good."

Miao Teng'er sniffed, suppressed the emotions brought out from the illusion, and looked coldly toward the window.

Standing there was a young man with ordinary features and hidden vicissitudes, none other than the Demon Lord.

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

"He's very contradictory. He's unruly and perverse, but also gentle and kind. Most of the time, he's impatient with me, but as long as I cry, he will definitely coax me, even if he's still impatient while coaxing me." Miao Teng'er sneered:

"You're not him. You're just a despicable villain disguised as him."

Uh, so the Demon Lord is the type who says "I'm the boss at home" but is actually a wife-doting man? 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 flashed in Miao Teng'er's eyes, quickly concealed, as she stared at him, gnashing her teeth:

"Just who the hell are you, and what's your purpose in kidnapping me!"

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

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

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, a smile on his lips. "Obviously!"

Miao Teng'er stared at him blankly, her beautiful and exquisite face like a sculpture, her eyes full of tears, containing a sea-like sorrow.

The appearance of the Demon Lord's successor added another piece of evidence that that person had returned to Lingjing Xingzhe.

She had never hoped that the Demon Lord was still alive, but this feeling of being stabbed repeatedly was too painful.

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

A hint of determination flashed in Miao Teng'er's eyes. "Kill me then."

Zhang Yuanqing clicked his tongue in his heart. Ling Jun was right; Miao Teng'er was tough on the inside despite her gentle exterior. 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 just now, I'm here to receive his inheritance. The map fragment is part of the inheritance, and so are you."

Miao Teng'er's expression changed.

Zhang Yuanqing strolled to the bedside. Miao Teng'er moved to the foot of the bed in horror, but he grabbed her fair foot and dragged her back.

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

Zhang Yuanqing played with her delicate and cool feet, revealing an evil 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 all you want, no one will hear you. I've set up soundproofing spirit runes in the room." After saying that, he complained in his heart, 'Standard villain line!'

He didn't further violate Miao Teng'er, but instead adopted a cat-and-mouse posture, smiling and taking out two items from his pocket, showing them to her with wicked amusement:

"I'm different from that scum, the Demon Lord. 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 devil. "You will willingly welcome me beneath you, actively solicit, repay my kindness like a spring, and forget that loser."

Miao Teng'er stopped screaming, staring blankly at the charm ring and the Lasting Power spray. A few seconds later, extreme fear and despair surged in her beautiful eyes.

Clearly, she knew the functions of these two props.

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

Zhang Yuanqing leaned forward, his strong waist squeezing open Teng'er's two big white legs, one hand propping beside her ear, one hand along the smooth and delicate outer thigh, reaching into her skirt, touching the edge of the lace, and then stopping.

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

"Huh, weren't you very promiscuous when you went to bed with the Demon Lord? That speaker recorded your moans, why are you acting like a virgin now?"

While revealing more information, he waited for Teng'er's emotions to calm down.

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

Her cousin Ling Jun would notify her grandfather immediately, and with her grandfather's means, and the abilities of Fu Qingyang, Yuan Shi Tianzun, and others, it was only a matter of time before they found her.

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

And from the perspective of the Pang Jun 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 belongings on Teng'er, and sleeping with her was secondary.

The logic was closed.

No one would find it strange that the Demon Lord's successor was being coy and not sleeping with Miao Teng'er.

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

Zhang Yuanqing straightened up smoothly, withdrew his hand from under her skirt, and maintained a 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 ropes on Miao Teng'er's wrists. "Don't play tricks. You can't be sure if you're still in the illusion. If you dare to lie to me again..." He glanced at Miao Teng'er's exquisite and curvy figure, and chuckled.

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

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

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up, and he snatched the jade fragment.

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

Feather Transformation Immortal Sect? Why does that sound familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere... Holy shit, I remember now, that Feather Transformation Immortal Sect where the Demon Lord lingered, with three thousand beauties in his harem?

The Demon Lord hid his treasure in a 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, asking, "Does your mother have one?"

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

Huh, the Demon Lord didn't leave a fragment for his mother-in-law? Hehe, I'm still better to my mother-in-law... Teng'er has one, Yin Ji definitely has one, and that Bei from the Association of Beauty also has one. Where are the remaining three fragments...? Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts raced, and a lewd expression returned to his face. "Little beauty, next is our time for a spring night."

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

Smart enough! Zhang Yuanqing stopped immediately, playing with Teng'er's little toes while asking:

"Anything else?"

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

Miao Teng'er's delicate body trembled with fear, and she tightly clamped her legs together, her voice trembling. "Yes, yes... But not map fragments. I know some information about the Demon Lord."

A glint flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes. "Speak."

Miao Teng'er's agile eyes rolled quickly, as if searching for information in her mind. She said:

"The Demon Lord isn't that old, much younger than me, much, much younger. He once let it slip in front of me, saying, 'You're already 25, and you haven't even been with a man yet. When I reach 25, my women will fill the entire Guocheng Lijing Hotel.'"

"At that time, his personality wasn't as twisted as it became later, and he didn't have as many women around him yet, so..."

"So for him, 25 years old was a long time in the future. The Demon Lord is actually an unweaned kid?" Zhang Yuanqing stroked his chin, feigning surprise.

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

Miao Teng'er hurriedly said:

"I also know how the Demon Lord became depraved."

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

Miao Teng'er shook her head. "I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the process of the Demon Lord's depravity. After I became involved with him, he quickly wanted to get rid of me on the grounds that he was bored with me. Most of the time, I was the one who pestered him..." "Once, he took the initiative to approach me, asking me for information about a captain in Chaoyang District. I didn't want to betray my colleagues, so I refused him. But he told me that the officials had long been infiltrated like a sieve, and ordinary physical examinations could only guarantee that most people were clean, but couldn't find those corrupt individuals protected by higher-level forces. The officials couldn't use the Tiger Talisman on a grassroots employee either. The captain he wanted to kill was a Fallen, protected by a secret organization. Later I learned that the secret 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 paused, took a deep breath, and continued:

"He also mentioned one thing at the time. He said that after obtaining his role card, he mistakenly trusted the security guards and the officials, which is why he became the slave of the Cunning Eye Judge."

So that's how it is... Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized, and an initial guess was confirmed.

In the early stages of the Holy Grail incident, Ou Xiangrong killed a man named Zhao Yingjun, who was a consultant to the Xiangshui Road Security Office, a member of the White Tiger Soldier Crowd, and a Level 2 Scout.

But his true identity was a Fallen, secretly working for the Cunning Eye Judge, using his position to sell out rookie practitioners who had just become Lingjing Xingzhe and were panicking to report the case to the Cunning Eye Judge, who would then use the Holy Grail to control them and develop them into slaves.

Ou Xiangrong was one of them.

From this, it can be known that the Cunning Eye Judge turned the official grassroots practitioners in the Southeast Region Security Office into pawns through the transmission of benefits, specifically to find Lingjing Xingzhe for him, and then controlled them through the Holy Grail.

Fu Qingyang specifically applied to the headquarters for the Tiger Talisman for this reason, and launched a large-scale physical examination, and indeed ferreted out a batch of black sheep.

At that time, Zhang Yuanqing suspected that Soldier Bro and the Demon Lord might have become slaves of the Cunning Eye Judge in this way.

Now it was confirmed.

"Which Security Office 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 grunted, acknowledging her statement, "Anything else?"

Miao Teng'er immediately said, "Yes, there's more... The Demon Lord went overseas."

"I know, he was invited by the Association of Beauty to go overseas to sleep with women. Well, to be precise, he went across the ocean to sleep with that peerless beauty, the president." Zhang Yuanqing chuckled.

"The speaker told me everything."

Unexpectedly, Miao Teng'er shook her head. "No, there was another reason for him to go overseas..."

Suddenly, a crisp "clack" sound came from outside the window. The two followed the sound and saw a pair of brand new red dancing shoes with a dark red glow, stepping on the smooth and steep floor-to-ceiling windows, appearing in their field of vision.

Miao Teng'er's beautiful eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance, and her heart pounded wildly.

She recognized these dancing shoes. Yuan Shi Tianzun's Red Dancing Shoes!

At the moment when the Red Dancing Shoes appeared, a dreamlike starlight rose from the room, turning into a handsome young man.

As soon as he appeared, he shouted angrily:

"You thieving dog, if you dare to hurt a hair on Teng'er's head, this Heavenly Lord will skin you alive!"

"It's you, Yuan Shi Tianzun!" The Demon Lord's successor was shocked, roaring, "Damn Yuan Shi Tianzun, you ruined my good deed, I will never let you go!"

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

Yuan Shi Tianzun, who had come, did not chase him, but immediately rushed to the bedside, picked up Miao Teng'er, and said with a look of pity, "Teng'er, are you alright!" The gentle voice, the caring expression, and the strong chest gave Miao Teng'er a strong sense of security.

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

The grievances, fears, and lingering fears in Miao Teng'er's heart erupted all at once, and she burst into tears in his arms.

Zhang Yuanqing gently pulled down her long dress to cover her slender legs, and glanced at her small and exquisite white toes with lingering reluctance.

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

ps: I'll update the misspellings later. He coldly smiled, he deserved to die.

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