Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 113 The Demon King's Cinnabar Mole ([-])
Soon Tan Sang disappeared like a puff of smoke.

The woman hiding in the corner also calmed down her fear, the corners of her lips curled up, looking sinister.

Beside him was a man in a black robe. The man turned the black ring on his hand, his eyes were calm like pools of stagnant water, "Have you awakened my lord?"

Wu Yi smiled, and walked towards him with a swaying posture, leaning on his clothes, facing his ears intimately like a husband and wife, "No hurry."

The man took off his clothes expressionlessly, and retreated a few meters in an instant.

He frowned, and everyone could feel the obvious disgust between his brows.

The man remained calm, "My lord's matter, if you don't hurry up, the people in this magic palace will surely tear you to pieces."

Wu Yi felt bored and said, "Don't worry, the Righteous Envoy, the return of Lord Demon King is just around the corner."

There is a confident light in his eyes.

she!It's different from others.

Inside the temple.

Tan Sang carefully placed Boyan on his bed.

The child's face was pale and pale, and his facial features were not as angry as usual.

Tan Sang immediately meditated to input spiritual power for him.

The little fairies who came in to clean up were also shocked when they saw the milk dumpling on the bed. Lord Shangshen didn't even allow him to go to bed, but now he let Boyan sleep on the bed.

After several rounds of exercises, a thin layer of sweat broke out from Tan Sang's body.

Then he fed Boyan the high-grade elixir of cultivating celestial beings that he had practiced for tens of thousands of years.

The pink and jade-carved little face finally returned to rosy.

The system that has never been in touch with Tan Sang since entering the magic palace finally got in touch with its host,

The short little fingers moved there, "Host, there was a problem in that magic palace just now. There was a strong signal interference in it. There may be something wrong with this mission."

Tan Sang's slender fingers tapped one after another.

It seemed casual, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

In fact, after entering there, Tan Sang also noticed a strange aura, which made her very unhappy.

Like a fairy from the Six Realms Fairy Mountain.

As soon as this thought came out, Tan Sang felt as if thousands of ants were biting in his heart, regretting and hating at the same time.

But her eyes were blank.

Puzzled.

She couldn't even tell, she didn't know where this feeling came from.

Maybe it has something to do with the memory she lost.

"Can you find out about this?"

Tan Sang asked.

The system thought seriously for a moment and felt that this matter should be reported to God.

"Host sister, you will complete the task alone during this period. I will investigate first. The system space is now managed by you."

Grandma's voice actually heard a bit of reluctance.

Tan Sang didn't know why there was a smile on his brows and eyes.

What a little girl.

Boyan stretched out his hand on the bed and grabbed her hand tightly, like a person sinking in the sea, catching driftwood at sea, and exerting force like a life-saving straw.

There were red marks on the fair skin.

Tan Sang's eyes were full of impatience, but he patted his back lightly with his hand to comfort him.

In the vast expanse of darkness, a flash of light suddenly illuminated, and he looked up in surprise.

It was that piece of white dress, her eyelids were half closed, and her eyes were piercingly cold.

He wanted to pull her sleeves, but found that he was already half a head taller than her.

He exclaimed happily, "Master!"

The master looked at him coldly, the ferocity in his eyes was something he had never seen before.

"It's all your fault. Why did you want to be reincarnated? Why did you want to harm people? Why did you want to make everyone in this world as unfortunate as you are?"

She pressed on step by step, every sentence continued to pierce his body like a knife, dripping with blood.

(End of this chapter)