Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

Unexpectedly, Hua Liuting is actually quite capable, which really surprised Hua Manyi.

He originally thought that after instructing Hua Lu to trick the female demon out of the elegant pavilion, the rest could be handed over to the demon servants serving as diners in the lobby, so that Hua Liuting could be taught a profound lesson without any effort. However, who would have thought that he would lose an obedient lackey and create a good opportunity for him to be alone with the female demon.

Although she personally ordered Hua Lu to be torn into pieces, her sudden murderous intent was caused by Hua Liuting and she was angry because of Hua Liuting.

The decision-making demon in charge of the Yingke Restaurant is not feeling well right now. Not only has his diligent and hardworking right-hand man been killed, but no other demon dares to take over his job for the time being. He is afraid of offending the calculating demon and even more afraid of offending a pure-blooded demon like Hua Manyi who is as moody as he is.

Where can I find someone who is willing to run errands for me without any hassles and is obedient and takes care of everything?

The Yingke Restaurant opened its doors for business and recruited magicians from all over the city. The magician in charge of the stand on the third floor needed to take over as soon as possible, lest its good reputation be ruined by poor service. After all, their restaurant's main feature was its refined service attitude. After much deliberation, the magician decided not to recruit new magicians from outside to adapt to the high-intensity work in the stand, but to compare them one by one from the magic servants with different divisions of labor inside the restaurant.

The adults above only care about whether their anger has been relieved. As for whether the obedient demons below live or die, it all depends on the good or bad mood of the pure-blooded demons.

A day and a night had passed since the order to "close the net", and the remaining demon slaves were having a great time eating, drinking and having fun. Some were spending the nights singing and dancing with their old lovers, some were having a good time drinking and partying, and some were going back to their birthplace to visit their blood relatives the demons.

In a forest of withered thorns outside Jingcheng, amidst the turbid and intertwined flow of black fog, one could vaguely discern the blood-stained pink shirt and pleated dark clothes in the grass piles with soft light spots. They were from He Mo.

Yuhua first woke up from the haziness of the abyss, the green blood oozing out was accompanied by the tingling pain of the wound. The blood flowed along the inside of his white arm like a small river, one end of which was connected to the starting point of freedom, and the other end fell into the haystack, inseparable.

The pain was too obvious. He supported his weak body and slowly rolled up his sleeves to check the size of the wound. The thick blood and the thin underwear had already stuck to each other. When he raised his sleeves, he accidentally pulled the wound and grimaced in pain. A small round blood hole was clearly visible.

How come there was a cut on my arm for no reason?

The blood flow gradually decreased and was about to stop on its own. Yuhua did not look at the wound any more, but turned around and pushed Hua Liuting who was still lying unconscious.

"Um... where is this?"

Hua Liuting was lying on the ground with his side facing down, obviously not knowing where he was.

Yuhua looked at him as if he were a fool and added: "Are you pretending to be stupid? You were the one who brought me to this place, and you're still asking me."

This really confused Hua Liuting. How could he know where to teleport to if it was a random teleport?

He struggled to raise his upper body and looked around at the strange forest scene with glowing grass. He instantly had a definite answer and told the truth, "Yuhua, I don't know how we got here. We are currently in the thorn forest outside Jingcheng. I'm sorry for scaring you."

A tryst outside the palace that was intended to help warm up their relationship turned out to be a disappointing journey where they were hunted by an unknown demon. Not only did Yu Hua run for his life in fear, he almost died in the Yingke Restaurant.

Regret and regret were the only reasons why he apologized so quickly.

The petite Yuhua snuggled into his arms, leaning close to his full chest that gave her a sense of support and security, and comforted his depressed self-blame. "No need to apologize, I won't blame you for having no choice. It's just that I've never been here before and I'm a little scared." The sincere tone and panic in his eyes proved that he was not lying, nor was he using a white lie to force himself to suffer.

God knows how uneasy he felt when he just woke up from the chaos and saw the scene in front of him. The grass glowed and even the trees were so ugly, so quiet that there was no trace of life. It was like a forest of death driven away by light, bewitching the dying demons who were also exiled here.

It was difficult to lift Hua Liuting up with his intact left arm, and the healing speed of his other right arm was very perfunctory. As a low-level demon, the strength of his wounds' self-healing also reflected the strength of his own magic power.

Obviously, Yuhua's magic power belongs to the category where he can't even protect himself.

The devil's blood cannot be described as fragrant or smelly, but it changes with the decomposition of food in the body. Just like the blood now, it perfectly replicates the aroma of the pot of strong liquor they drank in the restaurant earlier.

Hua Liuting grabbed his right arm that was ruthlessly pierced by thorns and made a bold and hungry move.

The soft and wet tip of the tongue is more flexible than a feather. The wonderful collision between the epidermis and the organs in the mouth, the cross-stimulation of extreme temperatures of cold and warm, and the numbness that sweeps from deep in the heart overwhelm the tingling numbness that continues to be transmitted from the wound.

The blood-soaked arm was licked very carefully and cleanly by Hua Liuting. He ignored Yuhua's shy and happy expression and her light and seductive voice, and would never imagine anything like "not suitable for children".

As for the incident of being dragged into the thorn forest of Jingcheng for no reason, Hua Liuting didn't know how to explain it or how to start describing it in detail.

There seemed to be another hidden and powerful demonic aura hidden in his body, which usually dormant quietly in a corner of his body without making any sound. Even he himself could not sense the existence and breath of this energy.

Hua Liuting had no clue how to solve the problem of his magic power which had skyrocketed due to unknown influences. Until Yuhua's wounds had healed to their original state, Hua Liuting took his hand and quickly walked away from the woods.

Without any reliable guidance of thoughts, they all remained silent to suppress the suspicions that should not have arisen.

The blood that was left there was not cleaned up, and the lingering aroma of alcohol made the firefly grasses fall all over the place.

The group of demon guards who were ordered to hunt down Hua Liuting and the other knew they were incompetent. In addition to being shackled and burned at the stake, each demon guard had to have a piece of bloody raw meat scraped off his belly.

Needless to say, the punishment for the leading demon guard will be doubled.

Although they had been punished, Mei Wubian told them to just heal their wounds and not to take any further action. The leading demon guard naturally did not understand the intention behind this. They clearly had not completed the task assigned by the patriarch, so why did he tell him that they did not need to carry out this mission which had only a beginning but no end?

Although giving up halfway means there is no end to the problem, the patriarch must have his plans and considerations for doing so. The most urgent priority is to heal the wounds.

Hua Liuting enjoyed the pleasure of bed and the love between men and women as he had experienced it himself.

What a low-level demon, bah!

He can even abandon his true identity. No wonder he cannot win the support of the succubus clan.

In the end, it still took his means and wisdom to make the scattered Meizu flourish again.

The demons of the Holy Demon lineage are proud of their orthodox bloodline and claim themselves to be descendants of gods. They are superior to the honest demons of other races. No matter what they do, they will trample you into the mud and make it impossible for you to get out. They show their unique noble treatment and superior racial class, and regard other demons as lowly demon slaves who are treated like cows and horses and have no control over their life and death.

If the ancient holy demon was not as powerful as a god, how could the Heavenly Dao suppress the world-destroying beast Taowu, who was despaired of by both immortals and demons, forever in the Molten Flame Cliff of the Demon Realm, making it the greatest hidden danger threatening the Demon Realm from then on.

They only know that the lives of mortals and monks need to be preserved, but they don't know that the lives of demons also need to be saved. This is the way of heaven, this is fairness, and this is the reason why the strong prey on the weak and the weak must become victims and sacrifices and all living things must die.

Especially their succubus clan, both men and women are the favored concubines and forbidden fruits of the brave demon lords of all generations who indulge in their lusts. Their status is even lower than that of the grass in the demon palace.

He certainly cannot refine Taowu's magic power, and his power is too strong and he will face the risk of exploding and dying. As long as he secretly releases the ferocious beast and rushes to the world of cultivation while Mo Qianyu and Taowu are fighting to the death, then the world of cultivation will join this fierce battle for the sake of saving the mortal world. The Heaven will definitely not stand idly by and allow Taowu to commit suicidal acts of destroying the world, and will send down heavenly punishment to bombard Taowu.

After this battle, Mo Qianyu's strength will definitely be much weaker than before. Then he will be able to lead the succubus clan into the Demon Palace and become the supreme being.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Mei Wubian shook his body and laughed with his head raised.

Hearty laughter echoed in the empty building.

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Bai Luoli only brought two things on his return trip, one was his precious meat bud, and the other was his apprentice's precious Xunming.

They were all put into storage bags to prevent the Jiyue Mountain's protective formation from detecting the intrusion of demonic energy.

The day before, when they were still passionate, Mo Qianyu asked him if he knew about Taowu's remains. He remembered that he didn't say anything but just shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

The importance of this matter cannot be ignored, otherwise why would Mo Qianyu take it so seriously? Why not go directly to Chenwu City one day and steal the animal skeleton?

What if Tao Xianghe finds out? Will he be very disappointed in me and never want to see me again?

He was in a dilemma as to whether he should inform Tao Xianghe in advance or whether he should do this for Mo Qianyu.

The worried and bitter look caught Xu Luoge's attention. One was that there was something on his heart, and the other was that there was something on his face.

"Luo Li, why are you so unhappy after finally returning to the sect?"

The unexpected big face occupied his entire sight, and Bai Luoli was so scared that his shoulders shook.

"Brother, why are you getting so close? You're scaring me!"

It's no exaggeration to say that his soul was scared away. The reason why Xu Luoge got so close was because the strange fragrance lingering on his junior brother disappeared inexplicably, which caused the scary misunderstanding.

"Junior brother, I saw that you were worried about your return to the sect, so I came closer to observe you. I didn't mean to scare you."

The two brothers exchanged greetings for a while, and Bai Luoli followed Xu Luoge's instructions and went back to Qingyanxuan to look up the key points of the special furnace, and then went to the study to find him with the ancient book compiled by the predecessors.

The first time he saw the ancient book, Bai Luoli was stunned.

Hadn’t he come across this book in the scroll illusion in the foundation-building secret realm?

Combined with what Xu Luoge said to him, Bai Luoli suddenly realized that what was reflected in the scroll illusion was a slightly modified scene in reality. Why did he read this book? First, it was not for his own furnace cauldron physique. Second, his own furnace cauldron physique was not exposed so he was unaware of it. Third, this was Xu Luoge's explanation, which showed that there was also someone around him who was this special furnace cauldron that could complement each other in dual cultivation.

In other words, besides him, there are others who are special cauldrons.

Senior brother is definitely familiar with this person, and his friendship with him is definitely not ordinary deep.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he forgot that Ming was still hiding in his storage bag...

The white and glutinous meat buds looked like a large fish ball, and had an elastic texture that burst with juice as soon as you bit into it, which made Xunming hungry.

This little thing doesn’t have a mouth, so it shouldn’t complain, right?

Although I thought so, I didn't dare to take action.

Demonic world - Molten Cliff.

"Mo Qianyu" would replenish magic energy with Taowu from time to time. Taowu was also a generous person. He sincerely asked the young Demon Lord to collect more magic energy and not to be too polite to him.

He was not afraid that "Mo Qianyu" would go back on his word. After all, the fulfillment of the spiritual oath was no joke. Now that the words had been spoken, he must be honest and keep his word.

By the way, you can also make some jokes to add to the fun at the bottom of the cliff.

"The demon's physical strength is really not exaggerated. You practiced dual cultivation more than twice yesterday."

What does the cultivator who can have sex with "Mo Qianyu" look like? This is something that Taowu is very interested in and curious about. Demons are indeed a species without propriety and shame. They can even kill their own master. Just thinking about it is a forbidden love that makes your blood boil.

If he asked such a question, "Mo Qianyu" would definitely not pay attention to him. When he was about to leave, he was afraid that Taowu would be angry, so he said as if giving advice: "I understand that you have been abstaining from sex for too long. If you really can't hold it in, you may get sick. Use your five fingers to relieve it."

"What did you say? Are you looking for death? What's so proud about practicing dual cultivation? Be careful or your bag of offspring will be drained dry!"

The young man looked back at Taowu's drooping face and said with a smile, "Thank you for your kindness. You want to be squeezed dry but no one is willing to squeeze you dry."

Taowu snorted with disdain, still muttering to himself that he disagreed with "Mo Qianyu's" words. Thinking about the figure of the girl he had practiced dual cultivation with, he had never forgotten it for many years, and after tasting her, he wanted to stay in bed with her every day.

He is much better than that master named "Mo Qianyu".

Feng Ximu, who was far away in the cave in the fairyland outside the sky, sneezed twice in a row, which was rare.

Huh? He was a little surprised at how this sneeze came about.