Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 97 The Vixen in the Dungeon

   As the deacon of the outer door of Longyang Peak, Wang Jing was stunned at this time. He was interested in two masculine sons entering the room, being able to sleep together and cultivating the secret technique of Longyang together.

  Who knew there was a woman inside! ?

   Also, what does this little red snake mean when it burrows between his legs?

   He and others hid in Chunxiang Garden, disguised as a madam and a red herd, just to get close to the men in the world and practice the technique of harvesting and nourishing the sun, and now they are almost broken.

   "Yes, Yijianmen! I didn't expect you to be so vicious and deliberate that disguising yourself as a man would ruin my practice!"

  Wang Jing figured out the ins and outs all at once, didn't he just flirt Wu Ming once and invite the other party to practice the acacia fairy art, but was ruthlessly rejected by the other party?

   Now he even sent someone to take revenge!

   "This is breaking my path, I will never die!"

   He hated Wu Ming all of a sudden, "Master Huilun is right, Yijianmen can't stay!"

   Immediately, he stepped back, a black flame rose from his palm, and said coldly, "Since you have entered my Chunxiang Garden, don't blame me for being cruel, let's stay together!"

   Qingquan was a little dumbfounded.

   Who would have thought that a beautiful woman would turn into a vicious and rough man in the blink of an eye.

   Those who slept with "her"...you know?

   "That's not right! The three women in the poetry competition are not the same kind of monsters, right? No, I have to save Senior Brother! Senior Brother...you have to hold on!"

   Qingquan was in a hurry, but before he could react, he saw Wang Jing on the opposite side come over with a fire.

   "The Powerhouse of the Realm of Unity!"

   He instantly took out the purple-gold red gourd, flipped on his back, landed not far away, and was ready to start.

   However, when he looked at him from the ground, he saw that Bai Yao's body swayed, black flames pierced through, and his jade hand stretched out and pinched the opponent's neck.

   "Uh... um..."

  Wang Jing's face flushed, and her legs struggled.

  Qingquan embarrassedly accepted the purple gold and red gourd, and said with a smile, "Yi Yao, you did a good job!" Immediately, he said to Wang Jing in disdain, "Haha, in the world of reunification, it is vulnerable to a single blow!"

   Bai Yao asked, "Master, what should I do?"

   She wrinkled her nose in disgust, such a stinky man might even have diarrhea after eating a dirty mouth.

   "First ask him where he came from and where his senior brother is. If you don't say anything, you will be crushed to ashes, let's raise it!"

   Qingquan has nothing to say about someone who obviously wants to kill him. At the moment, senior brother is the most important.

  Bai Yao's palm is slightly loose.

  Wang Jing immediately gasped and said angrily: "You... my Hehuan Sect will never forgive..."

   "Crack."

   His head drooped down.

  Bai Yao turned his head and said, "Master, he doesn't say anything."

   Immediately, she rubbed her hands together, and the gigantic charming and beautiful woman was shaken to pieces by the majestic demon essence.

   Qingquan was speechless: "I haven't asked yet!"

   He hurriedly opened the window, and the ashes were swept away by the wind and drifted outside along the window.

   "That's it, let's go to Senior Brother."

  …

  The fourth floor of Chunxiang Garden, Caiwei Residence.

   "Hehe, the Taoist priest of Lingshuguan? It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

  Caiwei looked at Zhang Ming's face, "Are you really Qingquan? It doesn't seem that good-looking in the information. But it would be a pity to kill, if you are imprisoned..."

   At this moment, there were two short and one long knocks on the door, she turned her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

   A maid opened the door and saw that Zhang Ming was in a coma, and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, there is news from Xiaohanshan Temple, and the discussion in the City Lord's Mansion will not end until evening."

   "Then Sun Bu'er appeared at the City Lord's Mansion in the afternoon, and Zen Master Huilun had to keep him to discuss matters. Just now Sun Buer contradicted the City Lord, and Zen Master Huilun took the opportunity to shock him."

   "Now that Sun Buer has just returned to the sect, it is the best time to eliminate them!"

   Caiwei frowned slightly and was about to use this handsome Taoist priest to practice the Longyang Secret Art, which was really disappointing.

   However, there are many men in Yijianmen, and it is not suitable for the city to bleed into rivers. If you want to destroy their corpses and destroy them, it is better to capture some alive and imprison them together.

   "This envoy knows, you go down."

   The maid responded and respectfully exited the door.

  Caiwei looked at Zhang Ming: "It's unfortunate for you, you can't go to the Wonderland of Hehuan with this envoy earlier."

   She reached out and grabbed the collar behind her, and was swept away to the bed not far away, and rolled into the bed to fit her body.

   "As expected, she is the witch of the Hehuan Sect, no, she is the devil, or some kind of messenger..."

   Zhang Ming heard his energetic voice and already understood the truth. When he thought that he was actually admiring his enchanting dance just now, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

   Now that he saw him take him to bed, he immediately prepared to take action and deal with the opponent with thunder.

   However, before he could make a move, he heard a slight crackling sound under the bed, and the bed was turned upside down.

   The next second, the two fell to the bottom of the bed.

   A dim light lit up from under the bed and bloomed outwards, swallowing the two of them in an instant.

   Then, they appeared in a hall lit with ever-bright lamps. Moist water droplets fell from above and fell into the surrounding copper urns, making a crisp sound.

"here is……"

   Zhang Ming's heart moved, and he judged through the damp moisture in his nose and the echoes in his voice, "Could it be the teleportation formation, we have reached the bottom of Spring Tide Lake?"

  The teleportation formation involves the technique of space, and as a master of the formation, he only understands it a little. Unexpectedly, there is a short-range teleportation formation in this small Chunxiang Garden.

   "Scent of the Scent! Kill me!"

   A woman suddenly called out not far away.

Caiwei casually threw Zhang Ming under the wall on the right, took two steps forward and said with a smile, "Tsk tsk tsk, why is this envoy willing to kill you. My bloodline magic art must rely on your hair and flesh to maintain it. What do you look like!"

  If Shangguan Yu of the Red Fire Demon Sect was here, he would understand that this person is also proficient in blood magic.

   "It turned out to be the scent messenger!"

   Zhang Ming's heart moved. The last time he killed An Lan, a sensual envoy, he heard that there were two envoys in Longyang Peak of the Hehuan Sect, and the other was called Scent Envoy.

   happened to hit it now.

   He secretly opened his eyes and looked around, only to see a woman standing in the dungeon in the dim light. She was holding the railing with both hands and looking at Caiwei with resentment.

   No, it was Caiwei looking at Caiwei!

   The appearance of this woman is exactly the same as "Caiwei" who is standing outside the dungeon!

   "Yang Qin! You are a well-known scent-smelling messenger from the four major demon sects, why do you have to put on my face and seduce men outside every day, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world!"

Caiwei in    shouted angrily.

   Smell the incense and hehe smiled, the bones on his body turned easily, his appearance changed in the blink of an eye, and he returned to his original appearance. He was a thin, pockmarked young man.

   "Hehe, seduce a man? Are you a vixen with the face to tell me this? If it wasn't for the inspiration of you hiding in Chunxiang Garden and absorbing the spirit of men."

  Yang Qin sneered, "How could this envoy think that there is such a wonderful way to practice the secret art of acacia! You and I both know that this forced yang is far inferior to voluntary."

   Zhang Ming's eyes widened, it turned out that the woman inside was a fox spirit, um, her temperament was pure.

   However, this stare was immediately seen by the woman facing her, and the other party's expression was obviously stagnant.

  Smell the fragrance so that Yang Tan instantly noticed the abnormality and turned around quickly, but there was nothing suspicious behind him except for the two prisons and Zhang Ming who was sitting under the wall.

   "Caiwei, what did you see?"

   he asked with a frown.

  The woman in the dungeon's eyes moved slightly, pretending to be confused: "Yang Tan, the furnace you brought back this time is really beautiful, and the yang energy is full, can you share with me?"

  PS: There was a problem with the rhythm of the last chapter, the revision has been republished, click the update on the right side of the table of contents, thank you dear! A total of 5000 words today, plus 1000~

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