Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Duan Nanshi didn't go too far without leaving Rong Mo. He couldn't help but feel happy when he recalled the timid and uneasy look on the young man's face when he watched him leave.

Hum, when Rong Mo was scared alone, he was going back to see if Rong Mo still dared to disobey him and get involved with others.

He groped forward and suddenly stepped on something. The surrounding scenery changed dramatically and became extremely bright.

He was dazed for a moment and raised his hand to block the light. It took him a while to adjust before looking at the luminous object.

It was an old fragment. As soon as he walked over and touched it, he was pulled into an interior scene.

Countless lines passed before my eyes.

This is a skill!It’s still a very powerful technique!

The runes kept circling and became a shadow.

An old and rich voice hovered in his ears, "Young man, are you willing to accept my inheritance?"

Bai Tuanzi looked at the virtual screen in astonishment, "When did you add this?"

Rong Mo opened his eyes, scarlet flashing in his eyes, "Isn't the process in novels like this?"

Bai Tuanzi: “…………”

Duan Nanshi felt a strong sense of oppression from the black shadow, and immediately nodded, "Junior is willing."

"Okay, as you wish"

The old voice fell, and the technique entered his mind like a spiritual wisdom.

Duan Nanshi didn't notice the fleeting magic pattern on his forehead, and was still happy that he had found the opportunity.

As the saying goes, every gain must come with a loss. He didn't know how important his current behavior would cause him to lose.

"Beep, beep, beep -"

The system beeps kept ringing, and Duan Nan's luck value dropped to orange.

"Da Da, your plan is successful. Duan Nanshi can no longer obtain the opportunity left to him by Heaven."

"Well, let's go then." Rong Mo straightened his clothes, got up and walked towards the stone door.

"Leave? You won't wait for him?"

"What are you waiting for him to do?" Duan Nan must understand the technique once he knows it, and he doesn't know when he will come out again.

He is not stupid, waiting there.

"Go find a place, I want to focus on controlling the puppet doll to deal with the snow coming downstairs"

Rong Mo paused and said, "Show me where Lou Yuan is."

Logically speaking, the brother and sister would not act alone, so Lou Yuan must be hiding somewhere.

I don’t know what level of cultivation they have now, whether they can fight two of them one by one.

Feng Yuerong looked at the figure that suddenly walked slowly, with doubts in her eyes.

She took two steps forward, her bright eyes slightly numb as if she had lost her soul.

"What are you looking at?" Rong Mo looked at her sideways.

Feng Yuerong quickly looked away and changed back again?

"No...it's okay. The place where I was injured is behind that hill."

Rong Mo looked in the direction of her finger and asked, "How many people are there?"

"There was only one person. When I ran away, the disciples of the sect were still fighting with her."

It turns out that those who besieged Lou Xue on the virtual screen were people from the Hehuan Sect.

Rong Mo called out Xiao Hong and motioned it to go and have a look behind the mountain.

Xiaohong hadn't been out for a long time, and she was visibly excited. She circled around him twice before rushing towards Tushan with all her strength.

Feng Yuerong opened her mouth in surprise. It was a sword that had opened its spiritual consciousness.

The grade is hard to tell, but it must be very high.

"Buzz buzz-"

Xiaohong hummed, seemingly asking them to follow her.

Rong Mo raised his hand, and Xiao Hong floated in front of him, the hilt of the sword touching his hand intimately.

"Is it acting coquettishly?" Feng Yuerong asked in disbelief.

Such a spiritual sword is simply unheard of.

Rong Mo curled up the corners of his lips slightly and jumped up with a tap of his toes. Xiao Hong immediately supported him.

He stood with his hands behind his back at a high altitude, his clothes moving with the wind, showing his masterly style.

"Wait for me!"

Feng Yuerong hurriedly summoned her spiritual sword to follow.

Xiao Hong followed the remaining breath all the way to a cliff.

There were only two people left besieging Lou Xue.

"Is this your fiancée?" Feng Yuerong asked cautiously.

Rong Mo said lightly, "Tell your disciples to get out of the way."

After he finished speaking, coldness filled his eyes, and he struck without sparing any effort.

"Senior Brother Ning! Junior Brother Han! Run!"

Hearing the cry of his saint, the Hehuan Sect monk immediately shook off the snow and stepped back.

Lou Xue stabilized her body, but it was too late to hide, so she struck out with a powerful palm in the air.

It shook her insides.

"puff…"

She spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the long whip turned into a sword and went into the soil to stabilize herself.

Not far away, a man in black robe walked leisurely towards her.

A snort of laughter fell on her ears, as if she had not seen a lover for a long time, and asked her gently, "Xue'er, do you miss me?"

Lou Xue looked into the dark red pupils, her chest heaving with excitement, "It's you!"

"Ha", Rong Mo looked at her condescendingly and smiled, "It seems you don't want to see me, your eyes are very dangerous."

"Ahem, cough, cough, my brother is nearby. Do you think you can leave just because you hurt me?"

"Thank you very much for telling me Lou Yuan's location."

The Son of Luck is still similar to his harem in that they both like to make wedding clothes for others.

Rong Mo nodded and signaled to Feng Yuerong, "She has the succubus inheritance. If she can't hand it over, it depends on the girl's ability."

"What did you say?" Lou Xue's beautiful eyes widened, and the blood color gave her a delicate beauty.

She looked at the woman she had hurt just now and thanked Rong Mo tenderly.

"Rong Mo! You want to pass on my inheritance to others?", she stared at Rong Mo in disbelief.

No matter what, they are both demons. As a demon master, how can Rong Mo leave the inheritance of the demon realm to outsiders?

She gritted her teeth and yelled angrily: "I thought you had made some progress, but I didn't expect you were still so stupid!"

"Miss Feng, I don't want to hear her voice." Rong Mo glanced at her lightly, then turned his back.

Feng Yuerong's eyes flashed, and she smiled softly: "Miss Lou, don't disturb the peace of the Demon Lord."

"As a righteous person, you also collude with the demons?" Lou Xue was so angry that her delicate body trembled, and she tried to shake Feng Yuerong again.

"What did Miss Lou say? Our Hehuan Sect also has a name called Yao Sect."

They are not demons, but what they do is not shameful for the righteous way. The righteous way is not willing to recognize them, and they are often looked down upon by hundreds of immortal families.

Therefore, he can be considered skilled in doing deviant things.

She removed Lou Xue's chin without hesitation.

"I'll leave her to you. Besides, I want to know something from her mouth." Rong Mo moved his fingers.

Feng Yuerong leaned over flattered, and her warm breath brushed against her ears. She endured the itch, sniffed the light fragrance, and fell into a trance.

Even his eyes were blurred.

The breath of the devil...

"Do you understand?"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh," Feng Yuerong took a sip of saliva and felt like her head was pounding.

"..." Rong Mo pulled away in disgust, "Then let's do it."

"Ok~"

Two hours later, Lou Xue was tortured to the point of dying, and her aloof look disappeared.

At this moment, she was covered in filth and was thrown into the yellow sand, and only her face could barely be seen.

"Demon Lord, I have obtained the inheritance."

"Oh?" Rong Mo opened his eyelids, "She couldn't hold on any longer so quickly?"

"Where, your fiancée is very fierce. She has been tortured for so long, and she had to take advantage of her weak consciousness to forcefully search her soul to find the inheritance."

Rong Mo was slightly startled, "Did you search her soul?"

If he remembers correctly, searching for souls will hurt your brain?

Feng Yuerong noticed the change in Rong Mo's tone and knelt down Yingying, "Do you want to save her life?"

She thought that the Demon Lord had completely given up on Lou Xue by letting her deal with Lou Xue at will.

Could it be that she thought wrong?

Feng Yuerong looked at Rong Mo pitifully, fearing that Rong Mo would be angry and kill her.

"Forget it, if it's useless, let's just trash it."

Rong Mo waved his hand nonchalantly, then changed his voice and chuckled: "But if you kill my fiancée, you have to pay me a penalty."

After he said this, he felt an inexplicable chill down his spine, as if something was staring at him in the dark.

When the consciousness is released, there is nothing...

illusion? ?

"You, what do you mean by this?" Feng Yuerong was excited in her heart. Did the Demon Lord really fall in love with her?

"Don't think too much. Lou Yuan won't let you go if you make her like this, and I won't help you in vain."

Feng Yuerong was a smart person. She knew Rong Mo was profitable as soon as she heard it. She didn't care. It was her honor to be on good terms with the Demon Lord.

"If you have anything to say, I will listen to you."

She completely became Rong Mo's little fan girl.

The demon seed is no less than the source of their Taoism.

I can't sleep even if I breathe in the demonic energy.

"..." Rong Mo instantly felt the feeling of Xiu Jin being surrounded by the group of immortal disciples.

He took out a mask from the ring. It was a disguise mask that he had not used for a long time.

I heard Bai Tuanzi say that disguise masks can turn into the appearance of others in the higher world.

Just try it.

"Disguise yourself as Lou Xue and approach Lou Yuan and give him this thing to drink."

Rong Mo handed the mask to Feng Yuerong and gave her a bottle of potion.

"Yes, I understand."

"Well, come here"

Feng Yuerong had a shy look on her face, twisting her waist and walking towards him, her expressions and eyes looking so carefree...

Rong Mo frowned, "Why are you blushing?"

"You are not..."

Dual cultivation?

"Don't force me to slap you if you're like this." Rong Mo couldn't bear it and raised his hand. He really wanted to slap her on the ear.

Feng Yuerong immediately put away her standard eight teeth and knelt down with an expressionless face, not daring to push any further.

Rong Mo sighed softly and pointed at several acupuncture points around her body.

"Ah~" Feng Yuerong called out sweetly.

Rong Mo's hair stood up at the sound.

"shut up!"

"Oh..." Feng Yuerong covered her mouth and rolled her eyes.

Rong Mo left a trace of his own devilish breath in Feng Yuerong's meridians.

This demonic breath guided the succubus inheritance and changed Feng Yuerong's furnace physique.

Dual cultivation has become a choice, and it is not necessary to practice dual cultivation with the same person like Mei Gong.

When she opened her eyes again, Feng Yuerong was even more charming than before, with a feeling of being naturally charming.

Not only that, but the realm has also been upgraded from the half-step of becoming a god to the early stage of becoming a god.

"Okay, do what I tell you."

Rong Mo brushed off his clothes and planned to wait until Lou Yuan was poisoned before taking action.

Feng Yuerong put on the mask and transformed into Lou Xue's appearance, with no abnormalities in her body and appearance.

His consciousness was withdrawn from the puppet doll and his consciousness returned to his original body. Rong Mo opened his eyes and saw several casual cultivators with lewd smiles around him, rubbing their hands and looking at him.

"Little beauty, you are alone. Do you want to go with your brothers?"

The five casual cultivators stared at Rong Mo with eyes wide open. They were looking for a way out.

As a result, I got lost, and after wandering around I saw a beautiful woman sitting here with her eyes closed and resting.

The beauty is fair and tender, with a face that looks like it could squeeze out water, and a slender figure. At first glance, she looks like a sweetheart raised in a wealthy life.