Mu Yao and Ling Chaomu met for the first time. Mu Yao was tied up and thrown to the ground, while Ling Chaomu sat on the throne and looked down.
The moment Ling Chaomu's eyes glanced over, Mu Yao felt that his heart was beating like a wild horse uncontrollably and without any control.
After that, Mu Yao started to stalk him.
"... Aren't you afraid that I will ask my guards to throw you out and give you a beating?"
"But they can't beat me."
"..." Ling Chaomu was silent for a few moments, "Your boss will definitely beat you up if he knows that you come to the devil world every day."
"Don't worry. My eldest brother is busy with my sister-in-law every night. He doesn't have the energy to care about where I go."
Ling Chaomu scolded this man for being shameless in his heart, and slowly and slowly put on his usual cold face.
"Do you know what happened to the people who looked at me in the past? They were tortured, their limbs were cut off, and they were thrown into animal cages."
Mu Yao's face suddenly turned red, and alarm bells rang in Ling Chaomu's heart. Mu Yao took a few steps forward and walked out of the shadows. With a strange and excited light in his eyes, he held the Demon Lord's hand and said, "Don't bother me. I just need the Demon Lord to stay with me for the rest of my life."