Hong Luan's biggest wish is to be promoted as high as possible, preferably to become a tyrant in the demon world.
The Demon King was disdainful: "Save it for yourself. You took Po Meng's job away, and now she can only cook the soup in the ancestral pot. Mr. Wuchang can hardly suppress her resentment!"
Hong Luan shrugged, "Well, if the demon world can't tolerate me, what's the point of me going to the heaven?"
The Demon King sneered: "The woman with the highest status in the heaven is the Queen of Heaven, but the old man of the Emperor of Heaven is already old, and he is about to face the disaster and return to heaven and earth. I don't want you even if I think about it. Could it be... You want to marry the prince?"
"What a good idea!" Hong Luan clapped her hands: "The Crown Princess ranks second among the goddesses in the fairy world, so she can be considered."
The Demon King kindly reminded: "Don't forget, the prince of the Celestial Clan... Ke's Wife."
Intention: The love-hate entanglement of gods, no abuse! ! !