After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

As the sun sets on the western mountain, the surrounding buildings are dyed brilliantly by the setting sun, and the fire clouds cover the entire sky.

Taking advantage of Yan Xiuyu's inattention, Murong Mo couldn't help but kiss him, on the little mole between the eyebrows.

The autumn evening breeze was slightly cool, blowing a strand of hair from Yan Xiuyu's cheek, and swept it to the tip of Murong Mo's heart, itching.

The entire Yubei City could be seen by him at a glance, Yan Xiuyu lowered his eyes, and being in it at this time, he truly felt that this was a brand new world.

He turned his face sideways and his eyes fell on Murong Mo's face, following his example, he gently kissed him, very lightly, very lightly, and it was easy to part with one touch.

"Is that so?" If the Taoist couple is so intimate, as long as it is not in front of outsiders, he can still accept it in private.

Murong Mo's eyes were dark, his thin lips curled up a little, a little itchy, Master is imitating him, how could there be such a cute person?He touched the little master's head, and kissed him again when he was unsuspecting, but this time he almost couldn't breathe.

Yan Xiuyu looked at the silver thread drawn between the lips and teeth of the two, her cheeks blushed, she buried her head in Murong Mo's arms and pretended to be dead.

He can't learn this...it's too difficult, he won't.

Murong Mo looked at the shy beauty, his Adam's apple twitched slightly, and almost couldn't help but hug her up and put her on the bed, but he knew that there were many monks coveting here outside, so he couldn't go on as usual.

He has seen too much darkness, for a beautiful person like Shizun, he wants to boil the frogs in warm water so as not to scare them away, even if Shizun agreed to be his Taoist companion, it is probably because of that pity.Don't look at the master who is usually gentle and easy to talk, if he is really rebellious, I'm afraid he will cut everything in the past.

At the downstairs window of Room No. [-] that day, three casual cultivators in black clothes suddenly appeared, with veils covering their faces, looking furtive.

"I've inquired about it. This time it's a fat raise. I saw that they got two high-grade spirit stones when they made a move. The demeanor around them is probably a disciple from some sect who came out to play." The leader of the loose cultivators looked wretched.

He continued: "I found out that the monk in the black robe is a middle-stage Golden Core. The two of you lured him out of the suburbs and held him back. I took the opportunity to take away their valuables."

Another rogue cultivator frowned, "What about the white-clothed cultivator? Brother, don't you plan to find some more helpers?"

"Don't worry, I don't think he'll be at the Golden Core stage at most. Then I'll use poison to stun him, and I can do the rest as I please?" He smiled with a greasy expression on his face. The skeleton struggled to support the body.

"It seems feasible, brother, remember to make a quick decision. We will delay for a while and use fireworks as a signal. After you see the signal, you must evacuate immediately."

One of the casual cultivators was a little cautious, in fact, the three of them couldn't detect Yan Xiuyu's cultivation level, but they couldn't help but feel moved when they thought of those white spirit stones and magic weapons.

After completing this vote, they will be able to rest for a long time.

They are used to this kind of killing and silencing, and these two people living alone are much easier to steal than those sect disciples led by elders.

Murong Mo listened to those people's words, presumably Yan Xiuyu heard it too, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to rub the master's cheek, seeing his snow-white cheeks being flushed by him, the once cold and noble fairy now But she looked at him full of accusations, with a bit of pitifulness.

He raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Master, I'll go out and deal with them, and wait for me to come back."

"Then you go quickly." Yan Xiuyu knew that Murong Mo had a soul-hunting lamp and the remains of a divine beast on him, so he wasn't very worried.

His phoenix eyes are beautifully shaped, with slightly seductive winks, especially when he looks at someone like this, it always makes people want to hug him involuntarily.

It's just that for a high-ranking immortal like Master, no one dared to really look him in the eyes before, right?Murong Mo smiled, thanking himself for discovering such a treasure first.

The three casualties outside the door were ready to move, but a cold voice sounded from behind them.

"The three of you are so blatantly plotting behind your back, you are not afraid of losing your life. Since you are all sent to the door, I will be disrespectful and take your dog's life."

With a bloodthirsty sharpness in his cold voice, the three casual practitioners were slowly swept by him, turning into ice sculptures one after another.

The three casual cultivators turned around stiffly, their eyes widened, and they suddenly saw Murong Mo who appeared here. The voice was not loud, but it struck the hearts of the three of them, like a bomb that calmed down. Huge splashes exploded on the surface of the lake.

How did this monk get around behind the three of them? !

They swallowed their saliva, and they became a little scared, the atmosphere became extremely solemn, like compressed gas, which was infinitely magnified in the breathing of the three of them, making them unable to hold their breath.

The monk who was still the leader stabilized first, and conveyed the order to the two people's spiritual consciousness, "Since the other party knows, then we might as well use the plan."

Murong Mo sensed their actions, and smiled coldly. Hearing the provocations of the three people, he also knew that it was not easy to move in this northern city. Followed the three to the suburbs.

The night was dark and the wind was high, the black clothes were rumbling, and the white moonlight was radiating coldness. Murong Mo took out a saber, and the remaining three casual cultivators couldn't help but see that he fell into the trap of several people so easily. He sneered:

"I thought there were two brushes, but I didn't expect them to be useless. We three monks at the Jindan stage can't beat you now? Young man, don't be too arrogant! Now put down the treasure in your hands, kneel down and beg us, and say Maybe we will leave you a whole body!"

The leader of the casual cultivator, a puff of black smoke came out of his crooked body. This is the poison he had prepared long ago, and even the golden core stage cultivator couldn't escape it. Today, this little cultivator will surely die without a place to bury him!

A vicious gleam flashed in his eyes, and the two casual cultivators next to him eagerly aimed at the treasure on Murong Mo's body.

"Stinky boy! Let us show you what it means to have a sky beyond the sky, and someone beyond the human world!"

However, Murong Mo didn't reply, but for a moment, even the three casual cultivators couldn't see his movements clearly.

A puff of light blue smoke slid past, and I felt a blur in front of my eyes, the sharp wind blades blew across my cheeks, the defenses they had made were instantly broken, their heads fell on the muddy road, and they were separated——

Their eyes were wide open, before they even had time to utter a scream, their faces were covered with bright red blood, and at the end of their eyes was the cruel sneer of the man, with thin lips and straight nose bridge, the dark eyes seemed like devils , with a faint blue flame.

Yan Xiuyu waited for Murong Mo to come back, but he didn't expect that there was a little mouse left behind. He felt a small hole in the window, and the white smoke melted into the air, so he shook his head involuntarily.

Restless sleep.

The casual cultivator knew that the black-clothed monk had gone out, and the remaining uncultivated white-clothed monk immediately wanted to come up to take advantage of the fire. He estimated that the time was almost up, so he broke into the room, feeling proud of himself.

"Those two monks are also fools. Seeing how well they are dressed, there must be a lot of treasures."

He looked around the room cautiously, but suddenly met Yan Xiuyu's cold gaze, the corners of his mouth that had just turned up disappeared quickly, his mind was buzzing, and he wanted to run away immediately!

Yan Xiuyu said "Heh!", and the white silk thread flew away, instantly binding people tightly. This is the absolute crushing of the realm. trembling body.

"Xianjun, I know I was wrong, please let me go! I will never do this again in the future!"

The rogue-eyed casual cultivator immediately begged for mercy. He thought this was a fat sheep, but he didn't expect that he was clearly a powerful man. He simply sent himself to hell!

The reason why Yan Xiuyu didn't act harshly immediately was that this person didn't carry dozens of grievances on his body like those three casual cultivators just now, and it seemed that this casual cultivator didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately.

And he's not good at killing...

But the death penalty is inevitable.

His beautiful eyes flickered, "Forget it this time, the next time I see you again, it's time to do it, so do it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, the white silk thread moved slightly, and the storage bag on Sanxiu's body appeared in his hand, "This time a small punishment and a big punishment."

Although there are treasures that he worked so hard to get in there, the loose cultivator dare not complain. When he meets Yan Xiuyu, he is famous and survived. How dare he bargain with others? !

"What Xianjun said is that the villain will not dare to do such sneaky things again next time, please forgive the villain's life." He quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Looking at the man's snot and tears, Yan Xiuyu frowned, retracted the white silk thread, and said coldly: "Get out!"

As soon as the casual cultivators were liberated, they ran away immediately, fearing that Yan Xiuyu would repent, and wished to leave Yubei City overnight.

Yan Xiuyu used the cleansing technique several times, but the scene just now really made him a little uncomfortable psychologically, as if the snot and tears of the casual cultivator were still left on the carpet, he couldn't help using the cleansing technique on the whole room.

After a while, Murong Mo returned with moonlight and coldness.

He took off the coat on his body, and felt the breath inside, although it had almost dissipated, but was still detected by the Hunhun Lamp, Murong Mo frowned slightly.

After he left just now, someone came to disturb Master.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the bed, luckily the master was still there.

He slightly hooked his lips, stepped forward a few steps, got under the bed, and wrapped his arms around Yan Xiuyu's waist.

"Has everyone been resolved?" Yan Xiuyu noticed it almost as soon as he came back, and raised her head slightly to look at him.

This villain is now a head taller than him, and looks more masculine than him, no wonder so many female cultivators like it in the original book.

There was a light smile on Murong Mo's handsome face, and his slightly hoarse voice was familiar with hoarseness, which hooked people's eardrums.

"Master, don't worry, those people will never bother us again." He has already destroyed those people's corpses and wiped out their traces, and the grievances on those people even directly tore their souls, and they are not allowed to be reborn.

After Murong Mo finished, he hugged his little master for the rest of the night, kissing his red lips with all his strength, making that person indulge in his tenderness.