The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Chapter 232: Demonic Domain Charm Fragrance

At this time, an indescribable fragrance came straight towards Princess Zhijin, and the aroma spread to every corner.

It is more intense and ostentatious than the Nine Fragrance Jade Dew in heaven, and more unscrupulous.

This magical fragrance seems to have penetrating magic that can touch the depths of people's souls.

It has penetrated into every inch of Princess Zhijin's skin.

Princess Zhijin couldn't wait to take a few more puffs, and suddenly felt extremely hot all over.

She began to murmur to herself: "It's so hot, so hot!"

Her eyes became blurry and she began to take off her bra pieces one by one.

For a moment, her beauty was revealed: her shoulders were as sharp as a knife, her waist was as slender as a rope, her skin was whiter than snow, delicate and tender, her highs and lows were all visible at a glance, she was as bright as a lotus emerging from the green waves.

On the other hand, the Demon Patriarch has a thin and lanky body, with the traces of time on his forehead enough to kill several mosquitoes, his skin is like wrinkled paper, and his fingers are like bird claws.

The nails are as sharp as knives, as if they can tear apart any living thing.

There was a faint light flashing in his deep-set triangular eyes, filled with greed, and a smug smile hung at the corners of his mouth.

It was as if a hungry wolf had caught a fat lamb and was salivating. The look in his eyes made people feel a chill down their spine.

Princess Zhijin was already losing consciousness and had hallucinations.

Only by performing the Zhougong ritual once can the poison of the aphrodisiac fragrance be cured.

She saw that the person on the bed was the Emperor Qinglong, whom she had secretly loved for a long time.

She raised her onion-like arms and hooked them around the neck of the Demon Patriarch, clinging to him like an octopus.

He was still shouting, "Emperor, Emperor!"

Her voice was soft and sweet, and even though it was just a few words, it made people's bones go weak.

A trace of cold anger instantly appeared on the face of the Demon Patriarch, his eyes were filled with rage, and his voice was mixed with ruthlessness:

"Little bitch, this is your first time. I wanted to be gentle with you, but I didn't expect you to have someone else in your heart. Don't blame me for being rude."

He stretched out his hand, and three pills appeared in his hand. He swallowed the pills and then smiled strangely: "I will make you ecstasy to death all night long."

Princess Zhijin's delicate body rested softly in the arms of the Heavenly Demon Patriarch. She felt so cool and comfortable...

The Demon Patriarch is already wearing armor and ready to charge into battle. He extends his evil claws and begins to move...

The night sky was originally full of stars and the moon was bright.

At some point, the dark clouds swallowed up the last ray of light in the sky.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, yellow sand filled the sky, and the branches swayed in disorder.

The big tree seemed to be struggling, it was covered with bruises from the wind and kept wailing in pain.

But the strong wind continued to howl as it pleased, and the big tree could only allow it to destroy and ravage it.

Suddenly, a sharp flash of lightning streaked across the sky, as if to tear it apart, followed by a loud thunder that shook the earth.

The lightning bolts were like angry dragons, galloping freely across the vast dark clouds, sweeping away everything around them wantonly, as if mercilessly venting the wrath of thunder that had been accumulating for a long time.

At the time of cockcrow, heavy rain poured down, like the water of the Milky Way that had been released from the floodgates, rushing towards the sinful land with endless anger, as if trying to wash away all the humiliation.

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The next day, at noon, Princess Zhijin woke up from her deep sleep. She had been unable to stop herself that night and was tortured to the point of living a life worse than death.

She looked to the side and found that the old man had left without her knowing when.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and then they fell down, like pear blossoms in the rain, lowering their delicate branches, so sad.

She was filled with grievances and gave up everything she had to avenge her loved ones.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed with evil, and she said angrily, "Ye Qingyan, you bitch, all the suffering I have endured is due to you.

The Demon Patriarch will naturally deal with you. When this princess returns to the human world, she will make your loved ones pay a heavy price.

Your son, your master, your grandfather, they all must die. I will make you pay for your blood with blood!"

She cursed in her heart: You damn old man, this princess has something to ask of you, and when you are no longer useful to me, you can die.

If this princess can endure for another twenty-nine days, you can go and kill that bitch Ye Qingyan and avenge my master and sister."

She felt as if her body was being cut by a knife, and it hurt everywhere. She lifted the quilt and took a look. Her originally snow-white and tender skin was covered with wounds and bleeding.

It was like nails digging deep into the flesh, leaving long, angry cuts.

There was no good place on his body. It was really shocking and horrible to look at.

A good cabbage was eaten by a wild boar.

Seeing the bloodstains on the bed, the bright red plum blossoms looked so dazzling that she felt extremely disgusted.

After getting dressed, she wanted to go to the toilet.

But every step she took, the pain in her lower body and wounds made her sweat profusely. In the end, she moved forward with difficulty like a crab.

When she walked out of the house, she saw the outside decorated with lights and a festive atmosphere.

When she asked for directions, she also found out that today was the birthday of the Demon Patriarch.

She didn't want to run into anyone she knew, so she went inside.

At this moment, an old voice sounded in her ears: "Who are you? Why are you in the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

Princess Zhijin turned around and looked at the people who came. They were two old women, one wearing a purple robe and the other wearing a green robe.

No matter how well you take care of yourself, time is merciless and your face will be stained with traces of time, just like the best brocade, which will no longer be smooth and shiny after a long time.

A disciple hurried forward to help: "Master uncle, this is the master's new medicine man, he is using her to test the medicine."

These two women are the junior sisters of the Demon Patriarch.

Xiao Ling walked forward and tried to touch Princess Zhijin's fair and moist face with her hand, but Zhijin quickly dodged.

Xiao Ling's lips curled up into a strange smile: "This medicine man looks handsome, but he is actually an immortal. Go tell my brother that I want her face."

After saying this, he pointed forcefully, and Princess Zhijin seemed to be fixed there, unable to move at all.

Xiao Ling took a few steps forward, his face full of pride: "Keep going, why don't you leave? This skin is nice, I like it. After senior brother's birthday, let's exchange it."

"Second Senior Sister, you scared her. You have to ask the eldest senior brother about this!" Qing Ran, the woman in green, stopped her.

Xiao Ling pointed with her finger, and Princess Zhijin returned to normal. She looked calm and said, "She's just a girl. Senior Brother will definitely agree."

Qing Ran's eyes flickered: "Second Senior Sister, we have come from afar, let's go see Senior Brother.

She's just a medicine maid, there's still a lot of time to go, let her go for now."

After saying that, she pulled Xiao Ling away.

Xiao Ling turned around and warned, "Keep an eye on her. Don't let her get away, or I will not let you off."

Princess Zhijin wanted to leave here quickly, but she had taken the poison of the Demon Ancestor.

Only when the agreed date comes can the old man give her the antidote. She can't leave until she gets her revenge...