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

Chapter 231: The Demon Patriarch

Taigu Mountain Demon Palace

The Heavenly Demon Patriarch sat in the dark Demon Palace. At this moment, a disciple came in and reported: "Patriarch, Princess Zhijin of the Heavenly Realm comes to see you."

The Demon Patriarch wore a black robe embroidered with complex totems and runes. Every line seemed to be shining with a faint blue light, like the farthest stars in the night sky.

He wore a three-pronged crown inlaid with sparkling gems, which sparkled with dazzling light, showing his noble status and powerful magic.

He had a head full of silver hair and his face was shrouded in a thin layer of black mist, revealing only a pair of eyes as deep as the abyss.

These triangular eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the depths of the soul, making people feel an indescribable shock and fear the moment they looked into them.

The Demon Patriarch held a black staff in his hand, on which was inlaid a gem emitting a faint green light.

This staff can draw the demonic energy between heaven and earth for his use.

Every time he gently waved his staff, the air around him seemed to be torn apart.

Waves of powerful magic surged out like a tide, causing all living beings around to tremble.

Even the strongest rock would crumble to dust before his power.

This is the Demon Patriarch, he will satisfy anyone's request.

Of course, anyone who asks him for something must give him something in return.

His face was stern and his voice was hoarse: "No!"

The disciple walked out, but after a moment, he returned and said, "Master, I have already explained it to her.

But she insisted on seeing you, saying she had a blood feud and needed your help."

A glimmer of hope appeared on the Heavenly Demon Patriarch's face. "Tell her that I have never had any dealings with the Celestial Clan. Let her find someone else."

"Master, she said that the Heavenly Lord would not help her with revenge, so she had no choice but to turn to you for help. She will offer you her most precious gift, and you will definitely remember it for the rest of your life."

The corners of Tianmo Patriarch’s mouth curled slightly, and a lewd smile appeared in his eyes: “Since she came to die, I don’t care whose daughter she is.

If she wants something from me, I also want to see if she has the capital to make me fall in love with her. Let her in."

Princess Zhijin wore a long pink dress with white acacia flowers embroidered on the hem, and her slender waist, which was so thin that it could be held in one hand, was bound with a white brocade ribbon.

She was wearing a tube top, her two towering breasts rose and fell with her breathing, and there were several golden hairpins in her hair.

Her skin is as white as cream, her breath is as fragrant as orchid, she is charming and beautiful.

Seeing the Demon Patriarch, she bowed and said, "Zhijin greets the Patriarch."

The Demon Patriarch stared at her heaving breasts, his eyes narrowed as he looked her up and down.

Zhijin bowed again, his voice extremely gentle: "Zhijin greets the ancestor!"

The Demon Patriarch thought for a moment and thought to himself: The Lord of Heaven would never have dreamed that it would be his precious daughter who would serve a shameless person like me.

I will definitely pamper her and make her feel like she is in heaven. The Xiaoyao Pills I just made will come in handy.

I'm afraid I'll torture her to death, but I don't need to worry about that. She came to me on her own initiative, so how could I not accept her?"

The Demon Patriarch immediately pulled him down and said, "Your father is the Heavenly Sovereign. Why are you begging an old man like me? Have you come to the wrong place?"

Zhi Jin hurriedly explained, "I have something to ask of you. What does the Heavenly Demon Patriarch require of me?"

The Demon Patriarch smiled calmly: "What else do you have? It's just that this body is still of some use. What are you going to do?"

Zhijin's eyes flashed with venom, and he tore the handkerchief hard: "I want to kill a woman!"

The Demon Patriarch snorted coldly: "You are so useless!

A princess from heaven just wants to kill a woman, yet she comes to ask this ancestor for help. Are you insulting this ancestor?"

Princess Zhijin's eyes were cold. "I can't beat her, and my father is protecting her. I really have no other choice, so I come to ask for your help. I hope the master will grant me this."

The Demon Patriarch stood up, walked to Zhijin, and pinched her chin with his hand. "Think carefully, as long as I agree, you will not have the chance to regret it. It's not too late to leave now."

After saying that, he touched her face, which was as white as cream, with his hands as soft as old branches.

Princess Zhijin felt a little nauseous and hid aside.

The Demon Patriarch immediately became angry and slapped her in the face.

Five clear finger marks immediately appeared on Zhijin's face, which became red and swollen in an instant.

Her tears flowed as if she had suffered a thousand grievances and was extremely sad.

The Demon Patriarch was furious, his eyes flashing with venom, and he roared, "If you have no sincerity, why bother coming to my Demon Palace? Get out!"

Zhijin's mind was filled with her mother turning into a tiger, her master's sect in ruins, the Tianling tribe being annihilated, and her sister being forced to jump off the Soul-Breaking Platform. Every scene was vivid and appeared clearly before her eyes.

She hardened her heart and said, "As long as I can avenge my blood feud, I'm willing to do anything!"

The Demon Patriarch ignored her, picked up a cup of steaming tea, gently skimmed off the foam on it, blew away the water vapor, and drank it slowly, as if he didn't see Zhijin.

"Are you not leaving yet? Are you waiting to spend the night?" The Demon Patriarch put down his teacup and said in a harsh voice.

Princess Zhijin understood: If I don’t give my body to the Demon Patriarch, he will definitely not help me.

She hardened her heart but refused to show any discouragement on her face. She slowly walked to the front of the Demon Patriarch and sat on his lap.

With her delicate hands, she wrapped them around the neck of the Demon Patriarch, and said in a soft and tingling voice, "Patriarch, I will do whatever you ask me to do, as long as you promise to avenge me."

The Demon Patriarch remained motionless, waiting for action.

Seeing that he was still testing him, Zhi Jin placed his sweet and tender red lips on the black lips of the Demon Patriarch.

The other hand kept stroking the chest of the Demon Patriarch.

The corner of Tianmo Patriarch's mouth curled up, "You volunteered to accompany me for a month, so of course you have to serve me and make me happy. Otherwise, I won't help you."

It is no secret that the Demon Patriarch likes women, and his disciples are used to it.

"Zhijin is willing!"

"Don't regret it."

"Never regret it." Zhi Jin touched the hand of the Demon Patriarch and said persistently.

"Okay, I promise you."

The Demon Patriarch lifted up her pink gauze skirt, revealing her snow-white shoulders and emitting a faint fragrance.

He went up and bit it, and blood flowed out immediately.

"It smells so good!"

Princess Zhijin was in so much pain that tears came to her eyes. She had never suffered such a torture before, but now she had no choice but to endure it silently...

After saying that, he picked up Zhijin, took two steps, and disappeared.

At this time, Princess Zhijin felt a little regretful.

But she had heard that once the Demon Patriarch agreed, if he changed his mind, he would be thrown into the Five Poison Pool and poisoned to death.

The Demon Patriarch put it on the bed. The bed was very big and seven or eight people could lie side by side without feeling crowded.

The bed was made of golden nanmu wood and covered with a snow-white brocade quilt.

She took a deep breath and calmed herself down: Let's just make the best of it.

The Demon Patriarch came to her and took out a pill, "This is the Five Poison Pill, take it first, and I will give you the antidote on the day of your departure.

This month, serve me obediently. As I said before, if I am happy, I will naturally avenge you."

Princess Zhijin took off her outer shirt and said, "Master, I will definitely make you happy."

The Demon Patriarch laughed obscenely: "This deity likes to be wanton and crazy!"

He waved his hand, and some medicinal powder flew straight towards Zhijin...