One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

When Feng Qingwu was sent here, she was still an ignorant and ignorant little girl, and she didn't grow any flowers.

Her identity in the human race is the daughter of the family, distinguished parents, and a genius brother. No one knows why she was chosen.

When she heard the news, she resisted, ran away, and even committed suicide.

But the human race has already selected her as the daughter of marriage, and she will not change easily.

She was forced to abandon everything and live in this dark palace.

Before being selected, she hadn't had time to learn many spells, and after being imprisoned in the magic palace, her strength didn't increase much.

but……

Before setting off, her parents secretly gave her a book of mental methods.

Ling Qiong rummaged through Feng Qingwu's closet for a long time, and finally found the mind method.

The original owner felt that he was abandoned by everyone and gave up on himself in the magic palace. He didn't even think about practicing this mental method in the past.

But Lingqiong is different, she needs to gather her strength first, and it will be smoother and safer when she runs out... No, she can't run now.

The cub is here!

"Ah—" Ling Qiong covered her face and fell on the bed with a look of despair.

This magic palace... is really impossible.

How about... Dad runs out first, improves his strength, and then comes back to save the cub? !

【Dear... Do you think the cub needs your 'rescue'? 】

Shining doesn't believe that Lingqiong didn't find out that the cub's identity is not simple.

This is someone else's territory, she wants to rescue it? Does anyone need her help?

Ling Qiong hummed: "I don't need you to lie to Krypton every day?" When you are in trouble, don't let her spend money!

[…] Is that the same! ! Shining tried hard to maintain that sweet voice: [Kiss, do you want to draw a card? 】

No!

roll!

【…】

Ling Qiong rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the relics left by the original owner, put aside the usable ones, and stuffed all the unusable ones back.

Xiaoli came in from the outside, just in time to see this family member changing into a brightly colored dress, lying on the rocking chair and reading a book.

On the cover of the book, there are dragons and phoenixes written "Return to One Heart Sutra"

Xiaoli had read this book before, and she also reported it to Yanyao, the content in it was nothing special, it was just an ordinary Heart Sutra, for self-cultivation.

This is the devil's palace, full of devil energy everywhere, there is no spiritual energy at all, this Heart Sutra is useless here, if you force yourself to practice, you will only let yourself go mad.

So they confiscated the book as well.

In six years, this one has never turned over.

How did you find out today?

Ling Qiong pulled down a corner of the book, and glanced at the little raccoon: "Is there any fruit? I want to eat it."

Xiaoli put down the tray in his hand, "No."

"Where are the pastries?"

"No."

"Flower brew?"

"No."

Ling Qiong put the book back and shook the cover of the book, groaning: "Why is there nothing in your magic palace, tsk."

Xiaoli rolled her eyes at the side, she really thought she was something, but an abandoned child sent by the human race.

Letting her eat and drink in the magic palace all these years is giving her face.

The little raccoon kept a straight face, and said in a very unfriendly tone: "Miss Feng, these are the clothes for tomorrow's banquet."

Ling Qiong covered her chin with the book, her dark eyes rolled around and landed on the tray put on the table by the little raccoon: "Clothes?"

Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows, "Open it and let me have a look."

Little raccoon: "..." Shouldn't the point be the night banquet?

After all, Xiaoli doesn't have as much power as Yanyao, so he shakes off the clothes and shows them to her.

The clothes were not made of much fabric, like those worn by a dancer, and there was a sense of cheapness and humiliation.

Ling Qiong laughed out loud: "Who prepared this?"

"Don't worry about who prepared it, you just need to put it on." Xiaoli put the clothes back, "The banquet tomorrow is very important, Miss Feng, don't lose your temper."

At this moment, Lingqiong seemed to be able to react: "What night banquet?"

The little raccoon didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Tomorrow, the demon lords of all parties will arrive at the magic palace, and this night banquet is prepared for the demon lords to welcome the wind."

The demons are respected by the demon king.

Under the Demon King, there are the Demon Lords of all parties, who are in charge of the affairs of all parties.

I heard that there are six demon lords now, because of the truce, these demon lords stay in their own territory, and are occasionally summoned by the demon king to the magic palace to discuss matters.

During the six years that the original owner was in the Demon Palace, the Demon Lords would come several times a year.

There is indeed a welcome banquet.

but……

The original owner never participated.

Why did you ask her to participate this time?

Is it because she came, or something else?

Ling Qiong touched the edge of the book cover with her fingertips, and quietly asked: "If I don't wear it, will you be punished?"

Xiaoli frowned, and warned in a cold tone: "Don't make trouble for yourself."

Ling Qiong frowned: "It seems that you will really be punished."

Little Fox: "..."

"Well, I won't make it difficult for you." The rocking chair creaked and shook, and the little girl's voice was clear and crisp, "I want to eat fruit and pastries, go and get me some."

Little Fox: "..."

The book covered most of the little girl's face, only revealing the dark eyes, sly and agile, "If you don't go, then I don't know what will happen tonight. I have to live anyway, nothing will happen. You But it’s different, there are so many demons in the Demon Palace, you, a little demon with low strength and low status, can be replaced by anyone.”

After finishing speaking, the little girl winked at her, "Do you think so?"

Little Fox: "..."

The little raccoon is not a demon who has been taking care of Lingqiong's daily life.

Before this, there were several others, but why they were replaced, Xiao Tan didn't know.

She bears the title of 'marriage', without the order of the Demon King, even Yan Yao can't do anything to her casually, so what she said is entirely possible.

The little raccoon's face twisted, "What do you want to eat?"

Lingqiong's eyebrows and eyes turned into crescent moons, "I think we can be good friends."

Little raccoon: "..." Whoever wants to be a good friend with you, the human race and the demon race cannot live together! !

...

...

The little raccoon brought Lingqiong fruits and pastries, but she didn't want to eat them before eating two bites. By the way, he belittled the lack of supplies of the demons, so angry that the little raccoon wanted to put the plate on her face.

After staying in the dungeon for a few days, why is his personality suddenly so bad?

Commander Yan didn't find anything wrong with her...

"Where are the clothes?" The little raccoon got angry and found that the clothes on the table were gone, "Where did you get the clothes?"

The little girl holding the book said 'ah', with an innocent face, pointing to the door: "Just now a demon broke in and snatched the clothes away."

Little raccoon: "???"

What about you making up stories?

The little girl pretended: "You demons... don't you treat your brain if you are sick? You broke in suddenly and scared me to death."

"..."

The little raccoon didn't think she was frightened at all.

But she didn't expect that the clothes were actually taken away...and put on.

Ling Qiong stood beside her with her arms folded, and took down Banu Ranu, who was wearing clothes and dancing ecstatically, "Look, I said he was sick."

Little Fox: "..."

There seems to be something wrong.