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Jiang Wanqin stood up and tore the skin off her face.Under the woman's skin, there is a more handsome face.

An Moshui smiled, and said: "Master really understands me best."

Leng Zhenqing held his breath and concentrated, not answering him.

An Moshui squatted down, picked up the meat in the bowl with chopsticks, and said childishly: "Master, don't you want to eat it? Today's meat is Jiang Wanqin's arm meat, which is very tender. It's a pity that she is too tender." Thin, not much meat."

"What did you say?!" Leng Zhenqing opened his eyes suddenly, with disbelief in them,

Seeing his expression, An Moshui raised his brows and said with a bright smile: "Master, do you want to eat her meat?"

A surge of anger rose in Leng Zhenqing's heart, and he gritted his teeth, and he choked out a few words: "You are really a pervert!"

An Moshui still had a harmless smile on the corner of his mouth, giggling and said: "Master, her meat is very delicious."

"Get out!" Leng Zhenqing tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, and his whole body was full of hostility.

An Moshui was a little stunned, for so many years, he had never seen Leng Zhenqing so angry.Even for what happened yesterday, he didn't show his anger very clearly, but today, he lost his temper because of a woman.

An Moshui was very upset, very upset.

But he was still smiling, he took a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and chewed it in front of Leng Chenqing, with a smile on his mouth: "Master, do you want to eat it? It's very delicious. "

Leng Zhenqing really wanted to vomit, why is he so perverted? !

He couldn't bear it anymore, rushed up, stretched out his hand, and knocked over the bowl of rice through the cell door.

Leng Zhenqing said: "An Moshui! Why do you want to harm people casually?!"

An Moshui froze, looking at Leng Zhenqing who was full of anger, he pursed his mouth chewing meat.

Leng Zhenqing has only called him by his name twice in this life.

One was in Luochuan four years ago, and the other was in the dungeon of Huanhuayuan now.

An Moshui laughed suddenly, "Master, can't you see it anymore?"

Leng Zhenqing pursed her lips, her expression was already darkened.He never imagined that Jiang Wanqin would receive such treatment when she gave him a meal.

Leng Zhenqing said in a low voice, "Where's Jiang Wanqin?"

An Moshui said: "Is that why Master wants to see her?"

Leng Zhenqing said: "Where is Jiang Wanqin?"

An Moshui said: "Why does Master keep mentioning her?"

Leng Zhenqing finally couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed An Moshui's collar, gritted his teeth and said: "If you really want to have no conscience, I will help you."

An Moshui's body couldn't help trembling, and there was a deep pain in his heart, he smiled, "Master wants to stab me into the barren time and space again?"

Leng Zhenqing was speechless. He originally wanted to scare him so that he would not harm innocent people, but he never expected that he would always mention this matter.

An Moshui slowly opened Leng Zhenqing's hand holding his collar, with a smile on his lips, but his tone was a bit gloomy: "If Master really wants to see Jiang Wanqin, this disciple will bring her here. "

Under Leng Zhenqing's surprised eyes, he slowly stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and immediately, a headless soldier came to escort Jiang Wanqin.

Jiang Wanqin was powerless to resist, so she could only grit her teeth and look at Leng Zhenqing.

Leng Zhenqing looked at her arm, there was no blood, and the meat scattered on the ground was not hers, An Moshui was just trying to show him off?

An Moshui turned and stepped forward, her eyes were gentle, and she raised her chin with her slender fingers, "Junior Sister Jiang, what should I do, my master misses you very much."

Jiang Wanqin's voice trembled, but she still pretended to be calm, and said, "Senior Brother An, I don't know why Master Leng misses me."

Sailor An Mo's strength increased a bit, and Leng Zhenqing could even hear Jiang Wanqin's chin bones clucking, he was still smiling like a child, looking down at Jiang Wanqin, and said: "Master may like you. "

What?joy? !

Leng Zhenqing was stunned, he had only known Jiang Wanqin for less than two days, okay?How come I like it!

Tears came out of Jiang Wanqin's painful jaw, and said, "How could Uncle Leng like me...it hurts!"

An Moshui let go of her chin, and pushed her to the ground with a slap of his palm. His expression was not as gentle as before, but cold: "Junior Sister, I think you saved my life. If you die, I will let you go, but please take care of yourself, my master, it does not belong to others!"

Leng Zhenqing was stunned watching from the side, why did he hear such a strong smell of jealousy from An Moshui's words? !

Jiang Wanqin wiped away her tears and said tremblingly, "It's... Senior Brother."

An Moshui said: "Take junior sister down, she needs to rest in her room for a month."

The headless ghost has no head, but still knows the way, and escorts Jiang Wanqin out of the dungeon.

Leng Zhenqing looked at Jiang Wanqin who was being escorted away, and there were thousands of dumb horses running past in her heart!Niece Jiang!I still rely on you to save me!

Jiang Wanqin glanced helplessly at Leng Zhenqing in the prison, the meaning in her eyes was obvious: Uncle Leng, I can't save you!Figure it out for yourself!

An Moshui watched Leng Zhenqing frowned and stared at Jiang Wanqin being escorted away, until she was far away, Leng Zhenqing still hadn't recovered.

The anger came again.

An Moshui gritted his teeth, but still smiled, and said, "Master, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

Leng Zhenqing's face is pale and cold, what should I eat?Still eating human flesh?

Leng Zhenqing was really frightened by An Moshui this time, but fortunately Jiang Wanqin is fine, otherwise he would really fight An Moshui.

Seeing that Leng Zhenqing didn't answer, An Moshui said again: "Master, how about I take you out to play?"

Leng Zhen stared at her starry eyes, but still didn't agree.

Playing what, playing with himself?

An Moshui said: "Master."

Leng Zhenqing retreated to the wall again, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and meditated, and said in a cold voice, "Let's go."

A trace of disappointment flashed in An Moshui's eyes, and he said, "Master, what else do you want, this disciple has already let Jiang Wanqin go."

He heard that Jiang Wanqin went to see Leng Zhenqing yesterday, and the two chatted for a long time. Jiang Wanqin was born beautiful, and any man would like it, but An Moshui immediately became upset.

Why can Master talk to her for so long?Why can Master talk to her calmly? !

So he pretended to be Jiang Wanqin and wanted to chat with the master for a while, but the master still saw it.

He said that he ate Jiang Wanqin's meat, but he just wanted to anger Master so that Master would not have contact with Jiang Wanqin, but he did not expect that Master would be so angry...

Leng Zhenqing pursed her lips, closed her eyes and rested.

Seeing that he didn't want to answer, An Moshui gave a low self-deprecating laugh, "Master, do you really think that this disciple can't let you speak?"

Leng Zhenqing's closed eyes moved suddenly, virgin blood!

An Moshui also knew what he was thinking, he smiled, "Master, I don't want to force you."

Leng Zhenqing rested without changing his face.

An Moshui said again: "Master, do you know the life of the disciple after being barren of time and space?"

Leng Zhenqing trembled for a second, what he was most afraid of was hearing this.

However, An Moshui just wanted to grasp his pain and said, "Master, do you know that after the disciple was thrown into the barren time and space, he wandered in the white snow for three days and three nights, the disciple missed you!" , this disciple wants to go back to Ziqing Peak."

An Moshui sat cross-legged in front of the prison door, propped his chin with his hands, and faced Leng Zhenqing in the prison, he seemed to be talking to himself: "The disciple met many monsters during those three days, and they tried every means to eat them." The flesh and blood of the disciple. Once, the disciple was caught by a blood cat. The cat was very poisonous and would kill people if touched. The disciple's wrist was accidentally scratched by him, and the wound festered, covered with maggots , carrion, Ye Zhixi urged the disciple to cut off that wrist, but the disciple refused."

An Moshui raised his wrist, and his deep eyes fell on his wrist, as if he remembered a long time ago, "On that wrist, there is a spell cast by Master."

Leng Zhenqing couldn't breathe, but she still didn't open her eyes.

An Moshui said again: "Later, the disciple found a poisonous snake and let the poisonous snake bite the disciple. Do you know why? Because Ye Zhixi said that it is useful to fight poison with poison, and it turned out to be really useful. The one caught by the blood cat The wound, it’s alright, the spirit spell hasn’t fallen off either.”

"Master, do you know how long the disciple stayed in the barrenness?"

No one answered him, only heavy breathing.

There was an imperceptible tremor in An Moshui's voice. He frowned, his hair drooped down, covering half of his face, "The disciple stayed there for two years, two years! Tormenting the disciple all the time! "

"The disciple is thinking about the scene of the master stabbing the disciple with You Chan every day. The more he thinks about it, the more he can't get it out. The more he thinks about it, the more he wants to go back to Ziqing Peak."

"Finally, my disciple and Ye Zhixi escaped from the barren time and space. After escaping, the disciple realized that the disciple is the prince of the underworld. Do you know that? I just need to move a finger, and this cultivation world can be destroyed." Went out."

As he was talking, he actually laughed behind him, a maniacal laugh.

Leng Zhenqing never imagined that his once Bai Nennen's disciple would look like this now, and suddenly there was a kind of sadness in his heart.

An Moshui smiled and said: "Later, the disciple went back to the underworld, and with the support of Ye Zhixi, he regained command of the power of the underworld, and then the disciple returned to the world of cultivation. Oh, yes, the disciple also brought Wang Xiaoxi back to the underworld. into the Underworld."

Leng Zhenqing's eyes, which had been closed all this time, finally opened.

Seeing his reaction, An Moshui was overjoyed, and said, "Master, don't worry, this disciple didn't kill her."

Leng Chenqing's face was extremely ugly.

An Moshui said: "Master, don't worry, the disciple will never hurt her. Master, can you talk to the disciple?"

His tone suddenly became aggrieved, his eyes were flushed, and he looked pitiful to me.

An Moshui said: "Master, this disciple wants to pour tea for you, and this disciple wants to help you cook..."

What he said was extremely sensational, and Leng Zhenqing felt a little sad, his eyes were a little gentle, and he said: "You..."

An Moshui lowered her head and sobbed softly.

Leng Zhenqing was a little helpless, he said softly: "Stop sitting here, the ground is cold."

An Moshui raised his head abruptly, with snot and tears streaming down his nose, his starry eyes were deep, and the young man whispered: "Master, are you caring about the disciple?"

Leng Zhenqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gently pulled the corner of her mouth.

An Moshui laughed, stood up from the ground at once, then squatted again, and said, "Master, don't be angry with your disciple, okay?"

Leng Zhenqing didn't answer him.

An Moshui knew that he had said the wrong thing again, so he quickly changed the subject, "Master, how about I take you out to play tomorrow?"

Leng Zhenqing nodded slightly.Out tomorrow, just in time to escape!

Seeing that Leng Zhenqing agreed, An Moshui danced excitedly, and said again: "Master, this disciple will change rooms for you now."

Before Leng Zhenqing understood what he meant by changing rooms, he ran out.

After a long while, Leng Zhenqing understood the meaning of changing rooms, An Moshui directly released him from the dungeon and arranged a superior room for him.

As soon as he entered the room, Leng Zhenqing was a little dazed. He went in, then backed out, wiped his eyes, and once suspected that he was delusional.

Stepping over the threshold for the third time, he finally confirmed that his eyes were not blurred, the layout of this room was exactly the same as that of Yashe!Exactly the same!

Leng Zhenqing lay on the bed, thinking to himself: Am I living in a high-end prison?

There are still guards outside the door, not only guards, but also an enchantment on the door latch, an enchantment of the underworld.

Leng Zhenqing can't escape even if she wants to!I had to stay in the room obediently and wait for the opportunity!Waiting for An Moshui to take him out!