Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

When Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan saw that nothing happened without them, they wanted to go down and rest. However, before leaving, Fu Ling'er kindly told Beiming Xianzhen that Beimingkun's two protectors, Ji Qingqing and Luo Yutian, were still fainting at the entrance of the Demon Palace, as well as the content of their previous conversation. Finally, he kindly suggested,

"You are now employing people. Maybe those two people can help you. Tell you about them. What they said before at the gate of the Demon Palace made me feel that they are still usable people. They said... "

Fu Ling'er told Beiming Xianzhen exactly what Ji Wuqing and the others said, so that he would have an idea of ​​how to control and manipulate those two people for his own use.

Whether he can conquer Ji Wuqing and Luo Yutian in the future and make them work for him wholeheartedly depends on Beiming Xianzhen's personal charm and ability.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for thinking so much about me. You are also tired. Just go and rest first. I will take care of it. Besides, I have the seal in my hand. I believe many people and things can do it. Easily solved,"

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan saw that he looked confident and knew that he had such courage, so they stopped talking and went to the side hall and closed the door. She wanted to have a good sleep now and walked lazily towards the inner room. The bed, standing in front of the bed, I couldn't help but stretch.

"Ah..." I stretched my limbs vigorously and moved my shoulders. I felt so comfortable and relaxed a lot. As soon as the spirit relaxes, fatigue sets in, and sleepiness comes to the door.

"Ling'er..." Wan Qiyuan hugged Fu Ling'er's slender waist from behind, rested his head gently on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear,

"Ling'er, I almost couldn't see you today. You don't know how scared I was at that time. I never want to experience something like that again. Promise me not to do that again next time." Wan Qiyuan is still there until now. Afraid. He is not afraid of death. He has experienced so much and has long been indifferent to life and death. What he is afraid of is that he will never see his beloved Ling'er again and life will be worse than death.

"I'm scared. Don't worry. You forgot that I never do anything I'm not sure about. Okay, it's okay." Fu Ling'er turned around, held Wan Qiyuan's handsome face, looked at him steadily, and said seriously said.

Wan Qiyuan's beating heart gradually returned to its original position under Fu Ling'er's comfort. He gently pressed a kiss on Ling'er's red lips, then stepped away and said,

"Ling'er, I feel like I'm going to ascend soon," Wan Qiyuan was previously suppressed by the huge offensive and couldn't move. Although he was very embarrassed, it was not without any harm to him. Just like a spring, the harder you press it, the higher it bounces back.

At that time, he struggled to resist the powerful offensive and mobilized all his strength, but he could not move even a little bit even though he tried his best. This also resulted in an explosion of power within his body. It may be that at the moment when it was mobilized to the extreme, the output of spiritual power was not controlled well, so the water droplets of spiritual power stored in the Dantian were touched.

He tried his best to suppress the power surging in his body, and it was a bit difficult, so he called You Ming for help. You Ming was a little embarrassed that he had not helped his master just now. When he heard that his master needed help again, he immediately did it without saying anything. After feeling better, he decided to leave the demon world and break through to ascend.

"Really? Then let's go back as soon as possible," Fu Ling'er became anxious upon hearing this. She had to find a safe place for him to break through with confidence. After much deliberation, she thought that only Soulless Island was their territory and was the safest. So it's time for them to go back.

"Don't worry, I can still suppress it with You Ming's help. Beiming Xianzhen must be very busy these two days and has no time to pay attention to us. Don't you still have to go to the magic city to collect medicinal materials? We will go and say goodbye to him after we are done. Don’t you still have to explain something to him before we leave?”

"Okay, then it's decided. Let's take a rest now. I'm really tired from the fight."

"Well, okay, I'll give Ling'er a squeeze on your shoulders. Just lie down."

Fu Ling'er was not pretentious and enjoyed Wan Qiyuan's massage service with peace of mind. Fu Ling'er relaxed both physically and mentally, and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan walked out of the Demon Palace and went straight to the street. Beiming Xianzhen was too busy to pay attention to them, and they were happy and leisurely.

However, when they walked to the entrance of the Demon Palace, they met the patriarchs of the three major families in the Demon City who were rushing to the Council Hall.

That's right, it was Lu Huo, He Peisheng and Ao Fang. Seeing them walking in a hurry, Beiming Xianzhen must have summoned them.

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan didn't care about this. They wanted to just pass by without saying hello.

But what the two of them didn't expect was that when He Peisheng and the others saw that the person walking across was the woman who showed off her power yesterday, their hearts trembled.

Yesterday, the scene of the woman attacking Bei Mingkun so fiercely and cruelly that he was unable to fight back was deeply imprinted in their hearts. They did not expect that the man and woman they met that day turned out to be such a terrifying existence. At this moment, they saw that the heroic and charming woman overlapped with the one from yesterday who looked like she was possessed by the god of death. This... this really left them speechless.

Especially when Lu Dou remembered that he had been verbally provocative that day. Thinking of what he said, he really wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground and never come out to see anyone again?

If Beiming Xianzhen hadn't interrupted his suicide attempt after the tribulation, he might not be dead now? Thinking of this, a chill ran down Lu Zhu's spine. He lowered his head and glanced at Fu Ling'er carefully. Seeing that her attention was not on him, he breathed a sigh of relief quietly. At the same time, he silently thought in his heart that he can't see me. Miss me.

He really wanted to escape from her sight immediately, but what did these two damn old guys mean by stopping?

"I've seen you young lady. Sir, I'd like to say hello to you two,"

What He Peisheng and Ao Fang said almost caused Lu Huo to die on the spot. Didn't you tell him about this? Want to salute? In a hurry, he bowed and saluted, but he couldn't say anything. The most important thing was that it was too abrupt for him to speak now, so he simply kept silent and followed them to salute. Fortunately, he was standing behind them. Yes, not that conspicuous.

"Please get up, no need to be polite," Fu Ling'er raised his hand, and the invisible force forced them to straighten their waists. Then he felt that there was nothing to say to them. They were not familiar with each other, so there was no need to have a close relationship with them.

So the two of them walked out of the magic palace gate without looking back.

The three of them were startled again by Fu Ling'er's relaxed raising of his hand. After a long while, Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan were nowhere to be seen, and then they recovered and continued to rush to the Council Hall.

Beiming Xianzhen recruited them into the palace at this time, and they had some guesses. This was exactly what Ao Fang and He Peisheng wanted. Later, they would have to express their position early and absolutely support the Demon God.

You're kidding, Lord Demon! The fact that he could immediately think of these families regardless of past grudges shows that the Demon God still values ​​these families in the Demon City. They should feel honored that they finally have a place to use them.