A useless start: seducing the demon king, controlling the divine beast, and torturing the crazy vill

"I have nothing to do with him, he is him and I am me."

Shiyi's face was full of indifference.

Yan Shuyue raised her eyebrows: "But you can't deny the blood of monsters in your body. It shouldn't be the blood of wolf monsters, but comes from the demon god like the demon lord, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Shiyi's eyes instantly became sharp.

"I told you that I have nothing to do with them! And I have nothing to do with that damn demon god!"

Shiyi sarcastically mocked himself: "Have you ever seen the devil's son begging for food on the street and being bullied?"

"I've never seen this before."

Yan Shuyue touched her chin, then blinked her eyes and said, "But I didn't say you were the son of the Demon Lord, either?"

The air in the entire room suddenly became stagnant for a moment.

The next second, Shiyi was furious: "Damn it, it's all your fault!"

"If you hadn't said nonsense about whether it doesn't matter, I wouldn't have let it slip at all!"

The angry boy with wolf ears grabbed the table and stool and threw it in the direction of Yan Shuyue.

Yan Shuyue dodged.

Then he shrugged innocently: "These words are really unreasonable, how can you still blame me?"

The two of them fought until they reached the other side of the room.

At this time, everything in the room had been beaten into a mess. He took two steps back to pick up things and suddenly bumped into something behind him.

He turned around and saw the gorgeous and exquisite women's dress.

When Shiyi saw this dress, his eyes suddenly twinkled slightly.

"I didn't expect you to be so courageous that you dared to hide other women's clothes when you were with the Holy Son Feng Wuhen."

Shiyi turned around and looked at Yan Shuyue with disdain in her eyes: "Could it be that you and Feng Wuhen are openly engaged in the habit of cutting sleeves, but secretly you are just a deceitful person who likes women?"

The more Shiyi talked, the more he felt that his guess must be right. After all, if he was really a cut sleeve, how could he hide women's clothes in his room?

He sneered: "Tell me, brother, do you have a broken sleeve?"

Yan Shuyue took a look at the dress.

The dress was not in her room until she left the temple.

She only found out after she came back tonight.

The dress was so gorgeous that it looked like a gift carefully prepared by someone.

I don’t know whether the Holy Master prepared it for his daughter or Feng Wuhen prepared it for her.

So she didn't put it away immediately.

I didn't expect this little wolf cub to misunderstand him like this.

"I really don't have the habit of cutting sleeves."

Yan Shuyue said so.

A dark color suddenly flashed across Shiyi's eyes: "So you really deceived Feng Wuhen?"

"But I didn't lie to him either."

Yan Shuyue said with a smile: "I just like him as a person, and he also likes me, that's all."

"What about this woman's dress?!"

Listening to her ambiguous explanation, Shiyi felt inexplicably angry, "How dare you say that you didn't lie to him! If you didn't lie to him, then who does this dress belong to? Could it still be yours?"

"Correct."

In the room, Yan Shuyue nodded.

The word "confession" made Shi Yi stunned for a moment, "Wha...what? Is this dress really yours?"

"They are all placed in my room. I think they were given to me."

Yan Shuyue walked over.

Shiyi immediately ducked to the other side, as if to prevent her from making a move. However, Yan Shuyue just walked to the dress, stretched out her hand to hook up the skirt straps, looked at it appreciatively, and then nodded——

"It's not bad. This gift is really nice, but it's a little too grand."

Shiyi opened his mouth without wanting to speak.

I don't know what he was thinking about again. He looked at Yan Shuyue's face with a strange expression, and then uttered an inexplicable sentence -

"You...do you have a transvestite fetish in addition to your sleeve-cutting fetish?"

"Pfft."

Yan Shuyue was amused by him.

She was just about to say that she didn't have any, when she remembered that she was still wearing men's clothes.

Yan Shuyue immediately smiled and said: "If you want to understand it this way, it's not impossible."

After hearing what she said, Shiyi looked at the dress and then at Yan Shuyue's face.

A handsome young man, if he puts on that exquisite woman's dress...

At that moment, a picture suddenly flashed in Shiyi's mind.

After brushing, he felt as if his face and ears were congested.

It started to feel hot for no apparent reason.

Fortunately, it wasn't very bright outside at this time. Standing in the shadows of the room, he should be able to hide his red face.

Yes, that's what Supplements think.

But the dark night can block the eyes of ordinary people, but it can't block the eyes of mental power controllers!

What's more, there is a little Kunpeng in this room who loves to watch the fun.

'Oh yo yo, look at this little wolf cub, his face is already as red as a monkey's butt. '

'Hahaha, he must have fallen in love with you, otherwise why would his face turn red like that when he heard that you were a transvestite? '

'This little wolf must be imagining you in a skirt! '

Little Kunpeng sat on the alchemy furnace and laughed so hard that his tail waggled.

Yan Shuyue said helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense. Didn't you see that this kid is very taboo about broken sleeves? So how could he like me?"

'Tsk, I'm pretty good at judging people. '

Xiao Kunpeng snorted, "His identity should have been confirmed now. What are you going to do with the kid?" '

Yan Shuyue clicked her tongue, "To be honest, it's a bit tricky." '

If he was just a person sent by the Demon Lord, forget it, just kill him directly.

But judging from the appearance of this little wolf cub, it doesn't seem like he was sent by the devil at all.

"Shiyi, let's talk about it. Since you said you have nothing to do with the Demon Lord, why did you deliberately approach me?"

Yan Shuyue let go of her skirt, walked to the only intact chair in the room, sat down, and then turned to look at him.

"Of course it's for the spirit stone."

Shiyi said without hesitation.

"Just the spirit stone?"

Yan Shuyue raised her eyebrows, her expression obviously unbelieving.

Shiyi narrowed his eyes and stared at Yan Shuyue, "Not only that, I want everything on you, such as the Heavenly Wolf Demonic Pill you bought at the Holy City Auction House, the ancient female corpse, and the body-building secret technique. I want them all!”

Yan Shuyue tapped the armrest of the chair with her fingers and exposed him lightly: "But all of this happened after you got close to me, and the scene you designed in the alley was obviously premeditated, so your original purpose what exactly is it?"

Shiyi pretended to be stupid: "No, my purpose is for the spirit stones and treasures. It's just a coincidence that I bumped into you. After all, I usually don't have time to hide from you temple disciples."

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Yan Shuyue sneered and said, "Okay, if you don't say anything, I will go and find that accomplice of yours."

"Yes, that person outside the alley who acted secretly?"

As soon as these words came out, the young man's wolf eyes instantly turned sinister. (End of chapter)