After Crossing, My Modifier Disappeared

The Pure Color Mandala, which flew halfway, seemed to lose all its strength in an instant, as if being grabbed by the waist by a pair of invisible hands.

It fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings.

Then--

It stopped abruptly at a position parallel to Shi Yan.

"don't want..."

She screamed, but her body was slowly turned around as if she was out of control.

"No!!!" Pure Color Mandala looked into Shi Yan's eyes.

Behind the dark eyes, it seems to be covered with thousands of stardust.

"I don't want to do it again!!!" Only the strength left to shake the fingertips twice.

Pure color mandala does not understand.

Why...just...just human.

It is possible to exercise the authority of [Happy Sky].

Squeezing out two soft whimpers pitifully, the mandala, who was transformed into a celestial demon... completely fell into the pink hell, and his consciousness dissolved.

part.265 Pure color mandala does not want to be a slave [one more 3K3]

Keep reaching out.

At the same time as the domain was opened, Shi Yan once again entered the state of overlooking all living beings, holding everything in the world in the palm of his hand, for his own enjoyment.

Dark red smoke floated in the "Taixu Secret Realm".

Little Pixiu wanted to reach out to touch it, but was directly grabbed by the fetus mandala beside him, "Don't touch it!"

Although he is having trouble with the fetal Tibetan mandala, Xiao Pixiu is not the kind of guy who is so stubborn that he will touch it when others say don't touch it.

The girl just stared blankly, as if waiting for the explanation of the womb mandala.

The pink-haired demon girl pursed her lips, gesturing ahead.

There, the transparent color mandala has fallen to the ground.

The girl's slender and weak body was shrunk into a ball, and the little hand that swung the chain before could only hold the air weakly.

But it gave the impression that she was too weak to grasp anything.

Just flick it lightly, and the girl's little hands will be flicked away.

The plain and lovely little feet are also tightly curled up, only occasionally trembling slightly with frowning.

The Pure Color Mandala doesn't understand at all.

What kind of monster is Shi Yan?

"If you want to be like her, just touch it." Taizang Mandala looked at the red smoke that filled the surroundings.

Those misty shapes stirred up by smoke and dust remind people of the red... red manjusawa petals blooming at the end of the other shore.

"Hey..." Little Pixiu withdrew his hand.

Under the disgusted gaze of the Taizang Mandala, she hid directly behind the Taizang Mandala, looking at the crimson smoke with some trepidation.

This kind of weird state... Except for the even weirder fox in the house who hides in the woodshed and doesn't know what to do with his tail, no one will like it at all.

The Taizang Mandala reached out and touched it indifferently.

The crimson smoke directly drilled into the girl's body along the fingertips, and the girl's face immediately turned a seductive blush as if she was drunk.

"Gee--"

"Well."

"Pure...the purity is too high."

The smoke and dust that was born because of Shi Yan's frank and undisguised self.Let the mandala, which is a happy and comfortable heavenly demon, seem to be very happy.

No one has ever known how terrifying the Zizai Heavenly Demon is. "

The girl's cherry red eyes were shining when she looked at Shi Yan's back, she looked like a pet... or a cute pet.

"Compared to the character who has already fallen into the quagmire of desire..."

"As a noble heaven, Taizang Mandala prefers to uncover human desires with his own hands. "

"Especially uncovering the desire hidden and forgotten by the noble saint... lost in the deepest part of human nature. "

He licked his lips subconsciously, sweetly...the milky sweetness spread between his lips and teeth.

That is a sweet taste that is rarely experienced in fetal Tibetan mandalas.

In the face of the heart-spleen sweet fragrance, it seems that even the principles once thought can be let go.

It's like... There are always people who think that they are black silk control, white silk control, Yujie control, OL control... all kinds of control.

In the end, I found that I was just pure color.

What I like most in "Da Zi Zai Tian... is watching the noble saints being played bad and depraved. "

"Experience the process of the other party's gradual weakness and melting of reason, so as to reap the most extreme happiness. "

Standing proudly behind Shi Yan.

The demon girl spread her legs slightly, with her hands on her hips, and she looked so proud that I was so proud.

Just like she is not the one who defeated the Pure Color Mandala, but Shi Yan.

The pink hair on the top of the girl's forehead swayed back and forth.

She looked at the translucent mandala lying on the ground.

In fact, there is not that much difference~

Shi Yan used his authority to defeat the Pure Color Mandala, which is equivalent to defeating the Pure Color Mandala himself.

No problem no problem.

Unlike the Pure Color Mandala's unbelievable reaction to Shi Yan's use of the [Happy Heaven] authority, the young girl Heavenly Demon is obviously much calmer.

Is it weird? Is it weird?

Shi Yan can use [Happy Sky] or something.

This is probably the reaction in the heart of the young girl Tianmo.

Even his own contract can be turned back by the other party. The frank desire and demonic nature even once made him doubt whether he is a happy day or his teacher is a happy day.

This kind of guy who doesn't play cards according to common sense, you tell me that she is human?

Is she still a person?

The translucent mandala that fell to the ground was still immersed in the sequelae of the pink hell after a long time.

Consciousness seems to have spent a thousand years in it... His eyes turned into a trembling, trance-like look.

Shi Yan bent down.

In the trembling of the pure color mandala, Shi Yan's shadow covered the light in the sky.

The one who was obviously scared, wanted to back away angrily.But because of the power brought by that authority, Pure Color Mandala can only let Shi Yan pinch her face.

The girl stared at Shi Yan almost humiliated.

He wanted to turn his head away from the teacher's words, but his body didn't listen at all.

Shi Yan looked at the plain white shoulder of the Pure Color Mandala, thought for a while, took out a golden silk felt cloak from the storage ring, and put it on the Pure Color Mandala.

The Heavenly Demon in front of him has completely lost his ability to resist.

At least...for now.

Master Yan cannot directly kill the Pure Color Mandala.

According to the introduction in [Li Tian Lu] and the way the "Yaotai Fairy" dealt with the pure color mandala thousands of years ago, Shi Yan has already realized it.

Huawai Tianmo is a kind of existence that is at the same level as the immortal, or even higher.

They cannot fall into the world of mortals casually.

Including the pure color mandala, including the womb store mandala, and even... including the demon possessed by Wenren Ershu.

They are all but avatars.

Once the avatar is killed, they will return to the outer sky.

Then... Shi Yan pressed his right hand on the head of the Taizang Mandala, pinching the girl's stupid hair between his fingers, pressing the little head of the Taizang Mandala bit by bit.

An existence like the Taizang Mandala probably doesn't bother to dive into the world of mortals anymore.

But... a guy like Pure Color Mandala, who holds grudges and is easy to call down, will definitely try his best to fall back into the world of mortals and make trouble.

Therefore, even the "Yaotai Fairy" thousands of years ago, when faced with the Pure Color Mandala, only chose the seal.

The pure color mandala pulled the cloak on her body to cover her plain white body.

Because of the relationship of complete depravity.

She can't control even a little magic energy now, let alone cover her body with magic energy like before.

As for clothes...

How can ordinary clothes survive the weathering of thousands of years?

Unusual magical artifacts... How could the "Yaotai Fairy" stay, giving the possibility of breaking the seal of the Pure Color Mandala.

Biting her lip lightly, Pure Color Mandala looked at Shi Yan hesitantly.

After hesitating for a long time, I squeezed out a thank you from the girl's mouth.

It is also different from the general alien demon.

The Pure Color Mandala, which has inherited all the memories of the Lord of Loulan, has exactly the same concept of shame and the instinctive reaction of having to thank the Lord of Loulan.

The girl's humiliating feeling of looking at herself, but having to thank herself, really made Shi Yan feel happy.

She wished she could jump directly in front of the Pure Color Mandala, and then taunted the demon, "That's right..."