Quickly travel through the little ancestors: the pampering of the villain boss

Chapter 230 The Little Fox of the Villain Demon Lord (39)
Jiang Yao's ears turned red, and he asked Nan Zhi in a low voice, "Did Zhi Zhi think about it?"

There seemed to be fireworks blooming in the boy's mind.

... This is the first time the little fox has taken the initiative.

His head was a little dizzy.

Nan Zhi: "..."

who thought!
"I'm just curious about the double cultivation method..."

Nan Zhi's eyelashes trembled, the fox's ears popped out, and she blinked at him intently.

Those eyes were clear and pure, so clean that there were no impurities.

There was still a blush on her pretty face.

The whole person looks beautiful and delicious, making people want to ravage her.

He felt the power of his own blood in this person.

Let's see how you escape this time!
"Quickly prepare for the demon-subduing formation! We must take down the demon leader and his party!" The person who spoke was a majestic middle-aged man, who was the suzerain of the Tianyan Sect.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Sect was still 'ambushing' many monks at this time.

Someone seemed to be drawing lines on the ground, as bright as blood, appearing interlaced on the bottom of Jiang Yao's feet, gradually forming a complex formation.

The boy's voice became hoarse and lustful.

Why does this devil look so much like his own daughter who defected from the sect?Could it be the evil seed born with that demon cultivator back then!
Even so, there is no way to keep him.

There was a flash of evil in the boy's eyes, and he hooked the corner of his lips to bewitch him: "Want to learn the method of dual cultivation?"

Before Nan Zhi understood the situation, Jiang Yao's domineering kiss fell.

But it was only for a moment, and she showed a look of gloating.

Jiang Yao didn't let go of her until she was almost out of breath, and leaned on her shoulder, breathing heavily: "Zhizhi."

Jiang Yao pulled Nan Zhi over and put his arms around her waist, "Why, you want to run away after teasing me?"

Nan Zhi and his party were surrounded by them as soon as they arrived.

Song Aiai was also in the crowd, she was the first to see Nan Zhi, her expression was slightly ferocious, as if she was remembering the last time Nan Zhi stabbed her with a sword.

The middle-aged man noticed Jiang Yao's scrutiny and looked over. The moment he met his eyes, the man's heart shivered, his brows furrowed, and his expression was a bit puzzled.

"..."

Nan Zhi felt that Jiang Yao was a bit dangerous at this time, so she retreated to a safe distance, and said cowardly: "I don't really think about it now."

Killing intent flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"???"

A group of people came to the realm of the Demon Sect.

The disciples of the six major sects formed seals on their hands, and began to mutter words, and the next moment, they bit their own fingers.

Nan Zhi covered his mouth so that he wouldn't say anything.
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The next morning.

The ground is full of potholes caused by the explosion, the original appearance cannot be seen, and the air is full of disgusting bloody smell.

Jiang Yao's eyes fell on the middle-aged man.

Jiang Yao sensed the man's strong killing intent towards him, and sneered, "Just because you want to trap me?" It seemed a bit disdainful, but also seemed to be a calm confirmation.

The elders of other sects also said: "You can catch the devil without a fight, there are so many of us, it will take too much energy to kill you!"

His voice was hoarse.

According to his father, could this person be his grandfather who was related by blood?

The monks present kept looking back and forth between Jiang Yao and Nan Zhi.

"As long as the demon head dies, the Demon Sect will be a mess, and there is nothing to fear!"

Jiang Yao knew that the exercises he practiced were vicious and vicious, and he didn't want to hurt others in front of Nan Zhi.

But this group of pedantic orthodox monks refused to back down.

Frost formed between his brows and eyes, he looked around, and quickly thought of countermeasures.

(End of this chapter)