Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 126 The Demon King’s Cinnabar Mole (32)

Once injured, you will no longer be able to practice in this life.

And to get out of this illusion, it must be broken.

Either he was consumed by this tree as a part of himself, or he broke his mind and died in order to rush out.

Either way, it's death.

After all, he was going to die here because of this master.

He hasn't told Master yet.

He really likes Master very much.

I like it so much that I can't tolerate seeing other people in Master's eyes.

He's just so selfish and paranoid.

Cover up everything with a steady appearance, just to make Master not afraid of him.

Hiding all the cold paranoia, just to keep you by my side.

That Tan Sang pursed her lips, and her sloppy eyes were completely pierced by sharpness, leaving nothing behind. She was holding a knife in her hand.

Step by step approaching him.

Boyan didn't use spells to escape, and even closed his eyes willingly.

Give her life completely.

The long sword fell, and a white light flashed.

The whole world is shaking, torn apart, the sound of the top of the mountain collapsing, and the wind that shuttles here.

Suddenly there was a little more strength in his hand, and it was the soft and boneless hand that held his hand and pulled him up.

He staggered a few steps and pressed his whole body against her body.

Tan Sang frowned, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

But this man's face was pale, as if he was fragile and about to die. He was so weak that she didn't push him away.

Just let him lean on it.

The world has collapsed, and only that one flower remains in the nothingness.

And the white fruit in the middle of the colorful flower has been broken, but it is not a fruit at all.

It is the eye of illusion under the silver tree.

It is the energy that supports the entire fantasy world.

A blinding white light flashed.

They returned to the place where all living creatures were dead and there was only one tree.

The tree dissipated little by little like smoke.

The withered grass all around suddenly became green, and with a little spread, the whole place was restored to vitality.

It turned out that the master had strayed into his illusion.

that's nice!

Tan Sang fed him another pill and cast a spell on him to protect his heart.

The man in white Shengxue just looked at her like this, the watery light in his obsidian-like eyes was flowing.

It's really endearing.

Tan Sang couldn't help but want to kiss him.

He is really like her child.

Helplessly, he softened his voice a little and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Boyan, who has always been calm and steady, imitated Yun Si and said coquettishly, "Master, it hurts."

The star-like eyes just looked at her like this, and the young man who was as beautiful as the moon licked his pink lips, and the lips became water-colored, and became a little moist, "I want to hug you, Master."

I was caught off guard by being sweet.

No matter how flamboyant she was, she was blushed by such innocent eyes.

Tan Sang felt that shyness must be a disease.

Because it's contagious.

After saying this, the young man also blushed a little on his face.

But there was more annoyance in his eyes.

Why did you say what you wanted all of a sudden?

What if Master doesn't like it?
What if the master knows his intention?
What if the master thinks that his mind is impure and wants to expel him from the master?
Bo. Sensitive heart. Yan's star-like eyes have been struggling there.

However, in the next second, there was a sweet fragrance on her body.

Very fragrant, but not strong.

Very comfortable.

Master's embrace was also soft.

He loves it.

He raised his hand just to touch his clothes, and his hands were slightly covered, looking like a fairy couple hugging tightly.

Then the fingers holding the master's clothes curled up slightly, trying to absorb it.

(End of this chapter)