Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

After he said this, the scene before him shattered into pieces.

Mo Huaizun raised his eyebrows and uttered a cold "huh". Although he didn't say anything sarcastic, Mirror Mountain undoubtedly felt humiliated at being mocked.

It seems that Mo Huaizun's self-will is very strong and firm. This illogical setting cannot be applied to him. It's all because the previous patients were too outrageous, which made him subconsciously start to make a sensation.

After much reflection, Mirror Mountain starts the second round.

……

His name is Mo Huaizun, he is eighteen years old, born with a sharp bone, a true disciple of Jueya's chief, and has a heavy responsibility. He has received the best training since he was a child and is a hexagonal talent.

He is calm and reserved, the pride of the entire sect, and the most admired and respected chief of the younger generation.

His life was monotonous, dull and harsh, but that was not a big deal. What was bad was that he was harassed by the opposite sex.

For example, now, in the middle of the night, he was on his way to the Sutra Repository, and the third elder's granddaughter, Acheng, happened to meet him halfway and asked him for advice with a blushing face.

Mo Huaizun looked straight ahead, pretending not to notice the other party's flirting, and analyzed her question in a calm tone.

Just as he was about to leave, Ah Cheng stopped him and said, "Chief, the Third Elder wants you to go to Dan Dao Peak for something."

Mo Huaizun went there, but was controlled by Ah Cheng using the special formation in the Third Elder's alchemy room, and was given three kilograms of strong aphrodisiac.

Mo Huaizun frowned slowly.

After a while, Ah Cheng stared at her obsessively, took off his orange coat, and said with a ghostly look: "Mo Huaizun, do you want a woman?"

Mo Huaizun felt that what was happening before his eyes was inexplicable.

The silly illusion was on the verge of collapse, but it didn't, because the third elder suddenly jumped out, "Ah Cheng! What are you doing? You bastard, you actually drugged the chief, I'll beat you to death!"

After saying that, he took off his stinky shoes and chased after Ah Cheng and spanked her on the butt.

Mo Huaizun's frown did not relax at all. He said, "Elder, give me the antidote."

The elder then remembered that the chief was still asleep, and hurriedly took out some softening powder and asked Mo Huaizun to take it.

The next day, Mo Huaizun had to go deal with something. The news spread like wildfire. Along the way, he encountered countless female cultivators who robbed him or met him by chance. They were all true love and wanted to date him.

Mo Huaizun did nothing on the way but got entangled with his true loves. After finally reaching his destination, he was spied on by the city lord's daughter day and night and was concerned about his well-being.

Mo Huaizun was cautious and afraid of being tricked.

Later, something happened in the Demon King Palace, and Mo Huaizun was seduced by various demon women while cleaning up the aftermath. We don't know why they were always able to break through the defense line.

The most eye-catching one among them was Ah Chi, because she was the one who walked the farthest and successfully got into Mo Huaizun's bed, making the quilt wet.

When Mo Huaizun came back, he saw that the sky had fallen.

Why, when he is already busy enough with official duties, does he have to compete with the woman who lustes him?

Mirror Mountain looked at the doubt in Mo Huaizun's eyes and smiled victoriously.

Very good. After a series of atmosphere creation, Mo Huaizun must have developed a psychological shadow now. He will retreat away from women when he sees them, and he will not be tempted even if he meets Zhu Jiu in the future.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Huaizun went to Jiling to deal with Zhu Jiu's affairs.

At the exciting and beautiful moment of encounter, Zhu Jiu showed a pair of golden hands at the night banquet, burned Ling Yuanhan and Chu Ge's hair and ran away.

She ran away, he chased her, and they... had a slight twist again. The subsequent developments were the same, no different from reality.

Mirror Mountain: “……?”

What went wrong?!

Xingjun said while eating melon: "Because... Mo Huaizun is addicted to the feeling of conquering and being conquered."

In short... Haha, what a special ghost, she successfully caught his attention.

……

Mirror Mountain understood Mo Huaizun's quirk, and later designed illusions that involved robbery and robbery.

She tried twice. Once, Ah Cheng forced Mo Huaizun, but the illusion was shattered before she succeeded because the latter firmly believed that no one could defeat him.

The second time was when Mo Huaizun forced Ah Cheng, and it also broke, because Mo Huaizun didn't understand why he forced Ah Cheng.

Faced with this stubborn donkey with strong logic, strong will and difficult to deceive, Mirror Mountain could only hold his forehead and smile bitterly: Tie up Q.

Very good, he is the first stubborn donkey so far who wants it to open four rounds of purpose.

You like Zhu Jiu, right? Let him like him enough!

……

Mo Huaizun opened his eyes and found himself in the underground. The abnormality told him that he was being abused.

"Awake?" The ghostly voice of Zhu Jiu, whose gender was indistinguishable, sounded in the illusion.

Memories of last night flooded through Mo Huaizun's mind like a tide. He tried to capture this soul, that is, Zhu Jiu, but he failed. Finally, a strange desire to conquer her took over and he forced her into...

...And then they had sex! ?

Mo Huaizun sat up in shock, his face turning blue and red, with a hint of embarrassment, but more of anger and disbelief.

How could he have such an entanglement with the evil cultivator?

Mo Huaizun quickly performed a cleansing spell to clean his body as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Jiu sneered, "It has already happened, don't you want to admit it?"

As she spoke, she pinched Mo Huaizun's chin and leaned in to kiss him.

A cold breath hit him, Mo Huaizun clenched her hand, ignored her words, and stopped her actions.

His cold eyes fixed on her handsome hand, and finally he looked away and said coldly, "Follow me back to the cliff."

Zhu Jiu leaned on her shoulder like a spoiled child, his index finger circling around her palm, "Why go back? Do you want to take me to meet the elders and form a Taoist couple?"

"You are just dreaming." Mo Huaizun's calm expression was shaken by the sudden change. A mocking sneer escaped from his lips, "You killed innocent people indiscriminately, so naturally I will question your reasons and judge your sins."

Zhu Jiu sighed, not frightened, and said, "I don't want to go, can you sign in for me or ask for leave?"

"?"

Did she think she was playing house?

Mo Huaizun ignored her nonsense and took out the ghost-binding rope that could punish souls and tied up Zhu Jiu.

Zhu Jiu was unable to dodge and was caught in a panic, struggling desperately, "What are you doing? Let me go! You ruthless bastard!"

"Why didn't you remember that I was an evil cultivator? Now that you're done, you want to judge me. You're disgusting! I hate you!"

Mo Huaizun tried hard to ignore the other party's blushing dirty talk and remained calm and cold.

The rope used to tie up ghosts is different from ordinary ropes. You only need to wrap it around twice.

"Mo Huaizun! Where are you tying?"

Mo Huaizun: “…”

Mo Huaizun's hand, which was as steady as a rock, trembled and moved down a little, and the rope tightened a lot.

This gap made him subconsciously flash the real scene in his mind, his heart trembled violently, and his mouth became dry.

Zhu Jiu was still shouting.

"I will never believe a man's lies again in my life!"

"Mo Huaizun, I don't want this, I want a bow tie!"

In the end, Mo Huaizun tied a bow on Zhu Jiu's wrist and walked away pulling the rope. After all, Zhu Jiu was a ghost, and no one could see that there was a ghost beside him.

In order to prevent Zhu Jiu from escaping, he has to keep him with him day and night, even though the other party is talkative and always seduces him, which is ridiculous. He will not fall into the same trap twice, and that kind of accident will never happen again.

After the matter at Jiling was over, Mo Huaizun withdrew from the Zhoutian practice early the next morning. He wanted to escort Zhu Jiu back to Jueya.

Mo Huaizun habitually pulled the ghost-binding rope on his wrist and found that the weight was wrong. He looked at the other end and it was empty.

he:"!!!"

Mo Huaizun's face darkened and his heart twitched violently. He didn't know if it was because the prisoner was missing or something else.

I searched everywhere but to no avail, until I somehow ended up going to that underground place again.

The familiar coldness wrapped around his waist from behind, and Zhu Jiu chuckled softly in his ear: "How did you know I was here? Are you here to reminisce about that night too?"

In order to catch her, the past is repeated.

Afterwards, Mo Huaizun cleaned up the mess on his body, his expression even more solemn and indifferent than the first time, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Zhu Jiu leaned against his chest with his strength and said cunningly, "Mo Huaizun, if you promise to have soul communion with me every day, I will go back with you. Anyway, as the chief, you have already sacrificed yourself fearlessly to catch the evil cultivators, so what if you sacrifice a few more times?"

Mo Huaizun stared at her with his dark eyes, dangerous and gloomy.

"Okay, okay, let's change it." Zhu Jiu changed his tone, "Then let me kiss you once a day, and I will go back with you."

"I'm not an ordinary ghost, I'm the ghost in Wang Wei's poems. People who want to catch me line up from here to the far north. You just pay a little bit of sex appeal to make me obedient. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?"

"I swear to keep my promise. Lying to you is just a puppy!"

Mo Huaizun's eyes flickered, "Okay."

On the morning of the fifth day, the dew dried up and Mo Huaizun ended his night of practice. In his spiritual consciousness, towering and misty mountains appeared on the cliffs.

He was not happy but suddenly felt empty. Didn't he tell his junior brother that there were scavenging monsters disturbing people on the road, so he took a detour? How come he got here so quickly?

Mo Huaizun raised his eyelids slightly, and his breath was filled with a chill.

Zhu Jiu was kissing him.

Mo Huaizun was as motionless as he had been in the past few days, like a wooden figure like an old monk in meditation.

His fingers suddenly clenched, his black eyelashes trembled, and his empty heart was suddenly filled with sweetness and sourness.

A kind of emotion that lasted for several days was clamoring.

"Mo Huaizun, I'm here to collect the fee." Zhu Jiu kissed him for a while, slightly moved his lips away, and smiled while hugging his neck.

"You will be imprisoned in Jueya Prison today. You may be executed by thunder immediately. We have been together for so many days, eating, sleeping, practicing together, and even kissing each other. What do you want to say to me?"

The two were very close, Mo Huaizun looked away and said in a light voice: "No."

He added, "You deserve to die."

The ambiguous atmosphere cooled down like a cold meal, and Zhu Jiubai let go of her hand in boredom, "Okay then."

……

The blazing light of Lei Xing stung Mo Huaizun's eyes. When he was feeling uneasy, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise in his ear, "Oh no! The evil cultivator Zhu Jiu has escaped!"

Mo Huaizun felt a heaviness in his heart and a sense of relief and surprise that came over him at the same time.

……

For five years, no one has been able to catch Zhu Jiu. Not only that, wherever she goes, she leaves behind a beautiful legend.

She is such a beauty. It is said that many people have been killed by her. Recently her target has changed again.

Mo Huaizun stopped her in Jiuqu Shuozhou. At that time, she was about to forcefully kiss the newly appointed chief disciple of the Tianmo Sect, Yue Shangxian.

Mo Huaizun's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he slashed with his sword. The two dazzling figures were finally separated, but Zhu Jiu was breathing heavily, obviously very happy.

She looked at him, her tense body relaxed, and she leaned back lazily, "It's you, Mo Huaizun."

"Is there anything you can't wait until I'm done kissing you?"

A strong feeling of jealousy swelled in his heart, and Mo Huaizun suppressed the strange urge to kill Yue Shangxian.

"Come back with me." His voice was deep and angry, as if it contained ice and snow.

The feeling of holding Zhu Jiu's wrist again made him a little obsessed.

Mo Huaizun unconsciously rubbed the coldness under his palm.

Zhu Jiu clung to her arms and asked teasingly, "Why do you always want to take me home?"

Mo Huaizun frowned and corrected her, "You have committed many evil deeds, so you should be judged."

"Is that so?" Zhu Jiu stood up straight and said coldly, "But, according to the rules, an evil cultivator like me who is stubborn and unrepentant should be executed on the spot, right?"

This sentence was like pulling off a fig leaf, and the atmosphere fell into a cold abyss.

Mo Huaizun pursed his lips, his face as gloomy as water, and his lowered eyelids concealed a rare hint of embarrassment.

After a long silence, Zhu Jiu smiled as if he hadn't noticed anything and said, "So this time, have you thought about what price you'll pay me to obey you?"

The past flashed through Mo Huaizun’s mind, and his Adam’s apple rolled in pain.

He said coldly: "Change? This time it's arrest."

There were only two people on the returning spirit ship. Zhu Jiu was wearing two silver shackles specially made for her on her right hand, and the other was on Mo Huaizun's left wrist.

The latter sat at the desk, flipping through the pile of documents with his right hand.

Zhu Jiu squatted beside him. There was not even a place to sit. She was drowsy.

Mo Huaizun's eyes unconsciously slid down to her profile as she leaned against her knees. After a long pause, he pulled the shackles and said, "Grind the ink."

Zhu Jiu: “?”

He also ordered it to be used.

Zhu Jiu's eyes turned slightly, and he turned his back holding the inkstone and began to grind ink honestly.

Mo Huaizun curled his lips, waiting for Zhu Jiu to "accidentally" spill the ink and stain his clothes.

but.

"Okay." Zhu Jiu handed over the inkstone, which was neatly arranged with evenly distributed ink.

Is she so obedient?

Mo Huaizun paused and glanced at her.

It's hard to look away from this one glance.

Zhu Jiu usually only shows the rough outline of his golden figure, but this time, it is clearer.

There are three words written in ink on the top: Mo Huai Zun.

Mo Huaizun's pupils suddenly contracted and his mind went blank.

Zhu Jiu leaned over and approached him, raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "It's dirty, can you help me wipe it off?"

She is as bewitching as a demon.

Mo Huaizun did not retreat at all. He glanced at her with a strange look in his eyes. He pinched her chin and asked coldly, "Are you also like this to Feng Zhiyi?"

Zhu Jiu was slightly startled, then narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Yeah."

Mo Huaizun's eyes grew darker, "Where's Cangjie?"

Zhu Jiu: "No, but I kissed you...hiss, you pinch me and it hurts!"

She was dissatisfied and slapped his hand away.

Mo Huaizun glanced at the red back of his hand and remained unmoved, "Where's the waxing moon?"

"I was just about to try it, but you caught me." Zhu Jiu spread his hands and replied.

"Hehe." Mo Huaizun smiled coldly and darkly, stretched out his hands to grab Zhu Jiu's waist, his movements were very domineering.

"Okay, I'll help you wipe it."

Mo Huaizun grabbed Zhu Jiu's neck and brought her in front of him.

Their breaths intertwined, he lowered his eyelashes, slightly parted his angular lips, and kissed her under Zhu Jiu's astonished gaze.

There were violent storms for seven days.