love yourself again

Ling Huisheng changed into a very luxurious attire, and took out a gorgeous and extravagant carriage from the storage bracelet. There were two white monsters in front of the carriage, and this outfit looked extremely eye-catching. .

"This is?" Ling Junwu looked at the two monsters without a trace of life, and asked suspiciously, "What is this? It doesn't seem to be a monster."

"It's just a puppet. If Junwu is interested, I can teach you when I have time."

"I see!"

Ling Junwu's hair crown has been removed, and his hair is loose on his body. He only uses a hair tie to tie part of his hair, and the long hair tie hangs down his back.She was wearing a white shirt inside, covered with a layer of gray-green gauze outside, and her waist was tied with a ribbon of the same color as the hairband, revealing her flexible waist.

Dressing up like this makes the whole person look very harmless, obviously a noble posture, but there is a hint of temptation for no reason.

Ling Huisheng nodded in satisfaction: "Jun Wu's appearance is also very exciting."

Ling Junwu helplessly tugged at the outer layer of gauze, sighed heavily, and stepped onto the carriage with the hem of the clothes.

In fact, he really wanted to see what Ling Huisheng would look like in this suit, and he couldn't help but immediately execute him on the spot!Although, it is very likely that the person who was executed in the end was himself.

The white magic beast pulled the carriage and flew into the sky. In the carriage, Ling Huisheng was sitting on the carriage, while Ling Junwu was lying in his arms, his clothes were half-faded, his eyes were blurred, he put his hand on his lap, and suddenly smiled stand up.

"Brother, for the sake of my conscientiousness in acting as your male favourite, I wonder if that punishment can be spared?"

"No!" Ling Huisheng pulled back Ling Junwu's slipped clothes, "Seduction is useless, you should know, I can do whatever you want with other matters, but as long as it is related to cultivation, it must be dealt with strictly."

"Junwu won't do it again next time." Ling Junwu turned over and lay in his brother's arms, muttering silently: "I didn't see you following my wishes in matters of love..."

The carriage speeded through the air and gradually disappeared into the distant sky.

"Hahaha! Let's see where you go, hand over your things, and leave you as a dead body!"

"Boom!"

The curtain of the carriage was blown open, Ling Junwu stretched his body, glanced outside, and said, "Where is this? What happened down here?"

Ling Huisheng raised the curtain, and saw two people on the ground chasing a girl in front of them. This situation really seemed to be a scene where a rough servant captured a girl from a good family for his master.

"What's ahead?" Ling Huisheng walked out of the carriage and asked the monks passing by while standing in front.

Hearing such an unceremonious asking for directions, the man originally didn't intend to respond, but immediately felt a terrifying coercion, stopped immediately and replied respectfully: "Reporting to the senior, the front is the trading city."

At this time, I heard a woman's coquettish voice from the ground: "When I enter the trading city, see how rampant you are, trying to snatch my family heirloom? It's wishful thinking, no way!" The woman looked at the other party arrogantly, contemptuously. The eyes provoked the other party to fly into a rage.

Ling Huisheng glanced down and asked, "Where is Trading City?"

The monk on the opposite side couldn't help but bend down under such a powerful pressure: "Returning to the seniors, the trading city is a place where monks can trade without any scruples. The owner of this city is one of the four major demon kings. But no one knows who it is, because there is a demon king in charge, so no one dares to cause trouble in this city, so you can trade with confidence without worrying about getting into trouble.

"Not only that, the rules in the trading city are very strict, only trading is allowed, no fights are allowed, and you can do anything outside the city. Therefore, there are also most of the offended people who cannot be offended, and the monks who have nowhere to go hide Entering the trading city, as long as you don't leave the trading city, you can save your life.

"However, there are rules in the city. Unless authorized, everyone who comes to the trading city can stay in the city for no more than ten years. If they violate this rule, they will be hunted down by the people of the trading city. Ten years It turns out that unless you leave the trading city for a year, you will not be able to enter the city again."

"Trading City? It's not bad, that's enough, let's go!" Ling Huisheng turned around and returned to the carriage.

The unlucky Demon Cultivator who was startled by Ling Huisheng only secretly raised his eyes at the end, and happened to see Ling Junwu in the carriage through the gap of the opened curtain. That glance was not very clear, but it seemed Is a very handsome man.

The demon cultivator quickly left the place. Although he didn't dare to disrespect that terrifying senior blatantly, he really slandered him in his heart.

Ignoring the battle on the ground, the carriage continued on, and the trading city was in sight.

There are distinct levels in the trading city. Cultivators are not allowed to go to areas higher than their own cultivation base, but they can enter and exit areas below their own cultivation base at will.

The area around the center of the trading city is the place to receive high-level monks in the Nascent Soul stage. The decoration here is magnificent, with countless formations buried on the ground and walls, and even top-grade magic stones are used for decoration. Waiter, there are not a few monks who are at the Golden Core stage. After all, they can get in touch with the seniors at the Nascent Soul stage. As long as they get a little bit from them, there may be countless benefits for their own cultivation.

Therefore, for this place, it is a holy place that all cultivators flock to.

The center of the trading city is the residence of the legendary city lord who sits in this city, a certain demon king in the demon world. This is a forbidden area in the city, and people who are not authorized by the demon king are not allowed to enter.

Ling Huisheng received a plaque representing the status of Yuanyingqi monk at the reception, and under the envious and awe-inspiring eyes of the crowd, he stepped into the place within the limit that they could not cross.

"Senior, please come this way." A beautiful female nun led the way in front of Ling Huisheng, looking at this senior who was full of noble and elegant gestures, she couldn't help guessing in her heart, could this be from a noble family? ?

The maid stopped in front of an independent palace with a fragrance of birds and flowers, and said respectfully: "Senior, this is your temporary resting place, if you have any dissatisfaction, please feel free to raise it."

"Yeah!" Ling Huisheng waved at Ling Junwu, "Junwu, are you still angry? Come here, how is this place?"

"How dare I be angry with you!" Ling Junwu rolled his eyes, walked forward, glanced sadly, then looked away, looked ahead casually, and nodded, "As long as it's what you like, Jun Wu will definitely like it too."

Ling Huisheng laughed twice, stretched out his arms and hugged him in his arms: "I just like you like this!" As he spoke, he leaned over to Ling Junwu and said something ambiguously in Ling Junwu's ear, only holding the shy hands of the person in his arms. Refused to want to escape.

The maid on the side lowered her head, looked at her nose, nose, nose, and heart, until the two of them walked away, then raised her head carefully to take a look, stroked her chest, let out a long sigh of relief, and left with a strange and envious expression on her face. up.

What a treat!The maid couldn't help sighing in her heart.

After entering the hall, Ling Junwu couldn't wait to take off his outer shirt, leaned back on the chair recklessly, threw the clothes aside, and looked at Ling Huisheng with raised eyebrows: "Brother, are you satisfied?"

"Not bad, but not far from satisfactory."

"Brother, your character is really getting worse and worse. Could it be Jun Wu's illusion?"

Ling Huisheng returned a meaningful smile: "Really? I thought Junwu liked it very much."

Ling Jun Wu Dingding looked at Ling Huisheng for a while, and finally entered the inner hall as if discouraged, waved his back to the people and said, "I'll go and sort out the spiritual power in my body. Don't come to bother me."

At the gate of the trading city, the girl who was hunted down not long ago made a grimace behind her: "You idiots, grandma won't play with you, goodbye!" He waved his hand, turned around and entered the trading city.

"Smelly girl, if you fall into my hands, you will definitely not be able to survive or die!" A ferocious-looking monk ruthlessly chopped his foot on the ground, but he could only helplessly look at what they were chasing. The people entered the city.

The two demon cultivators who had chased and killed that girl before were in a state of embarrassment at this time, and they didn't know what happened to them. However, looking at the expressions on the faces of the two of them who wanted to eat their flesh alive, one could guess that it must be because of that female cultivator. I have suffered a lot.

"It's just a girl who only knows how to play tricks. When I catch you, let's see how rampant you are."

The other person's temper was obviously much calmer than that of the companion beside him, with a slightly refined air on his body, he comforted his companion and said, "Don't take it lightly, that woman has a lot of treasures on her, otherwise she won't be your opponent."

The ferocious demon cultivator said coldly: "Hmph! If it weren't for the magic weapon in her hand, we wouldn't have ended up in this situation. However, she has fled into the trading city now, what should I do?"

"Let's go in too." Ruya monk said viciously, "Don't think that everything will be fine if you escape into the trading city."

"But any form of martial arts is prohibited in the trading city, this..."

"Don't worry, although there can't be a fight, there are many ways to strike." The elegant monk smiled sinisterly.

The female cultivator who entered the city looked around curiously, with an appearance of ignorance of world affairs, but if she was really as good as she appeared, I'm afraid she wouldn't turn around the two who chased and killed her.

She touched her chest, where a storage bag was placed next to her body. The contents inside were not the family heirloom she said, but a magic weapon obtained from a relic. The three elders in the family who protected her had all fallen there. Among the ruins, and she barely survived by relying on the treasures given to her by her family in the end.

"As long as you contact the family members, everything can be solved." The female cultivator squeezed the storage bag through the clothes, put down her hands and sighed helplessly, "However, right now, I can only rely on myself."