The Harem Rescue Project

This demon is instigating something indiscriminately, and she mentions Sister Lin like an outsider, because she doesn't know the old relationship between the Lord of the Demon Realm and Sister Lin.

Besides, she still saw it with her own eyes.

Xiao Lanle's index finger lightly slid the sword's front, and the bird's eyes cast a sharp look at Su Qing. Su Qing was actually deterred. He didn't expect this young monk to have such an aura.

When she was slightly stunned, Xiao Lanle had already lifted her sword. She looked at Han Shengyao's gorgeous and mature appearance with her incomparable beauty. The jealousy in her heart was like a poisonous vine stuck in her heart.

In this way, she is indeed inferior to the lord of the demon realm, and it is no wonder that Senior Sister Lin would rather follow the lord than stay with her at the Penglai Immortal Gate.

"Yes, she really suppressed the magical nature of the Buddha's colored glaze."

Xiao Lanle's always demonstrating gentle and dignified face twisted slightly, with a gentle smile on her face, but in her mouth she cursed slowly with the first **** in her life: "But it's your shit, Sister Lin and I. Even if there are any grievances between them, I want you to say something bullshit. Lord of the Demon Realm, I warn you, when there is still half a cup of tea, the righteous disciples of the major sects will be there. You should hurry up. Let your mobs leave early!"

Han Shengyao didn't dare to despise Xiao Lanle. This woman could obtain the position of the head of the Penglai Immortal Sect by her own strength, and she was also the predecessor of the immortal alliance. There must be some means in it, but such a great hostility Makes her puzzled.

Although the two ways of righteousness and demonism have always been incompatible, as the master of the demon realm, she has never had a misfortune in the human cultivation world. Xiao Lanle's hostility is by no means as simple as ordinary hostility.

Han Shengyao raised her eyebrows unexpectedly and glanced at Xiao Lanle, and said, "The head of Xiao and this seat have a holiday. The Senior Sister Lin in your mouth was once related to this seat?"

Xiao Lanle's expression was stunned, she looked up and down at Han Shengyao, then chuckled lightly, seemingly relieved, and said: "The nobleman forgets things too much. It turns out that your old man has forgotten things. That's because I am passionate. Up."

How could this little devil seem to be mocking her being too old? Every monk entering the Golden Core Realm would not change her appearance anymore, and her age was just an empty word that didn't care about her age.

The cynicism from the other party was a bit inexplicable, and she couldn't understand the young man's idea of ​​cultivating the head.

Could it be that she has been in retreat for too long and can't keep up with the changes in the world.

Han Shengyao always felt that the junior in front of him seemed to know something about her, maybe it was related to that little girl, the Tianluo Vientiane had returned to its original trajectory, and the spiritual formation in the Demon Tower was also activated. Her mission It has been completed, and there is no need to entangle this young and energetic new head with trivial matters.

A dim light flashed through her purple eyes. She Han Shengyao saved the lives of thousands of casual cultivators in Tianshu City. Mu Weiyin owed her great kindness. The more Mu Weiyin relaxed his vigilance toward her, the more likely she was to take This obstructive master of the Sanxiu world got rid of, and took the Sanxiu City. All the Magic Cultivators who were trapped underground in the Demon Territory and had nowhere to go can return, and they could also get a Sanxiu City.

Han Shengyao thought about a face in his mind.

Xiao Laizhi had a life-and-death agreement with the city lord that day. This was just right, and it would kill two birds with one stone, and it would also remove the throbbing in her heart that made her feel uncomfortable.

The word "removal" just came out in her heart, and the feeling of impetuous heart palpitations came from the bottom of her heart again.

Han Shengyao squinted her eyes and touched the beating heart that had lost its regularity. Su Qing was right. It didn't matter who the portrait was. If the person in the painting becomes her weakness, it will be used by others. The disadvantage is that she has been confused by this little demon too many times, and she must not be merciful this time.

"Head, report the news ahead, Gourmet is approaching Tianshu City!"

In the Tianshu Hall, a monk tremblingly fell into the threshold, seemingly frightened.

Xiao Lanle shook her body, and took a step forward with the Suwen Sword in her hand, and said, "How about the two people outside Tianshu City?"

The monk knelt down and said, "Although the gate of Tianshu City is open, all the heads are strengthening the barrier outside the gate of Tianshu City. The other four heads personally go out and surrender to the gluttony, and the City Lord of Tianshu is among them."

Xiao Lanle wondered why the monk who entered the door was not making a fuss about the magic repairs in the temple. She looked around and found that the Lord of the Demon Realm had already disappeared from the group of magic repairs. It should have been a Fabao escaped.

She pucked into the air and returned to the Lord of the Demon Territory. As soon as the righteous monk appeared, the fearsome Demon Cultivator in this rumors escaped faster than the pheasant walking on the ground.

The thick dragon claw stepped heavily on the ground, and the ground was trembling and uneven, and there were subtle cracks.

The gluttonous scarlet horns are raised high towards the sky, and the huge long tail hair is burning with ghost fire that can corrode everything. Its green beast eyes stare at the monks who surround it, and it roars with angry beasts. The ring contained the sound of the hurricane and knocked the group of monks who had stopped it to the ground.

There were only three monks in the air with the sword in the air.

Mu Weiyin used a layer of strong gossip sword qi to protect Lin Qianshuang and Mu Xiaochi, and ordered: "Lin Qianshuang, you take Xiaochi into the barrier gap in Tianshu City, I will deal with gluttonous food. That's it."

Lin Qianshuang pulled Mu Xiaochi's hand and sweated slightly. She had seen it, so she knew that Mu Weiyin alone would never get rid of the gluttony. Only when the mighty soul in Mu Xiaochi's body was awakened would there be a slight possibility.

Therefore, at this moment, she must not propose to leave.

"Ayin, you take Xiaochi and go first. I will hold the gluttonous food and will not fight it head-on. I will return to the city if I find an opportunity."

Lin Qianshuang pushed Mu Xiaochi to Mu Weiyin's side, stretched out her hand into the air, Qian Yujian appeared in the palm of her hand, she grabbed the hilt of the sword, pinched the tactics to dissolve Mu Weiyin's sword formation, and a small arc appeared. In front of her, she was about to step in, but was pulled back by Mu Weiyin.

Mu Weiyin said in a low voice: "You, don't go, do you want to lie to me again, do you leave without a sound?"

The eyelashes of the person on the other side were stained with faint silver, as if they were stained with a layer of silver frost. The dark eyes covered with light mist seemed to be injured and bursting with tears, and the light gold lines floated from the bottom of the eyes. Zhang Lengsu's face carried a trace of sadness that he had never felt before.

Lin Qianshuang has never seen Mu Weiyin like this.

City Lord Tianshu is strong and cold and arrogant, but now she is a girl who is at a loss, a lonely atmosphere hovering beside her, she is pulling her sleeves tightly because of fear of losing.

She would cry, and there would be other emotional fluctuations, and she would no longer be the imposing statue standing in the Tianshu Hall.

Taotie thought that the group of useless people repairing ants would be completely annihilated in its roar with supernatural power, but it did not expect that there were three little ants that could still look at it in mid-air.

Lin Qianshuang noticed Lutie's gaze. Although she could not beat Lutie, she believed that Mu Weiyin and Mu Xiaochi could definitely trap the fierce beast before she was defeated.

The neckline was tugged, and as soon as she turned her head, she was blocked by a cold kiss.

Mu Weiyin pulled Lin Qianshuang's clothes, turned to pinch her chin, closed her eyes and repeatedly kissed the lips close at hand. The even breathing of the other party gave her a sense of peace of mind, and she felt as if she was standing. In the ancient books she never knew, she sought refuge and comfort in the strongest and most unpredictable protective spirit circle.

Listening to the confusion of breathing in the ear, the white face turned red, and she let go of her hand unconsciously.

"I won't die, wait for me, stay here with Koike."

The figure of the purple-clothed woman disappeared in front of her eyes like a ghost, rushing in front of Taotie, blocking the vision of Taotie and her.

When he kissed, the six-petal spiritual mark on Mu Weiyin's cold and immortal face seemed to disappear faintly.

I don’t know if she is wrong.

But what exactly is this kiss? She was not allowed to resist, she was not allowed to refuse, until she was suffocated like a begging for mercy.

Lin Qianshuang lifted up her sleeves and wiped it away. The blood stained from her lips smelled of bitterness. Her dark eyes were indifferent. After all, she was just a furnace, a tool that could be trampled on in her eyes.