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

The two of them tossed until midnight, and Yan Xiuyu, even a cultivator at the transformation stage, couldn't bear such a toss.

Moreover, this scoundrel relied on his identity as a Xuanwu beast to do whatever he wanted, and this was not the first day.

A pair of bare hands flicked along the pages of the book, Yan Xiuyu's eyes turned slightly, and her slender jade fingers climbed up Murong Mo's clothes, as if with heart-stirring magic power, wherever the fingertips touched, there was a crisp, numb feeling. the itch.

Murong Mo was a little distracted, and was about to grab that hand, and the corners of his mouth were ready to curl up.

Could it be that Master wanted to have sex with him in broad daylight?

He looked at Yan Xiuyu with burning eyes, Yan Xiuyu smiled at him, and then...

The man flipped his hands over and threw him out the door, and the two doors closed with a bang.

Murong Mo immediately knocked on the door, begging for mercy and apologizing: "Master, please let me in. Didn't you take good care of you last night? The apprentice knows it's wrong, let the apprentice in, please do me a favor, Master."

Fortunately, that guy's shameless appearance was not seen by others, otherwise his jaw would drop.

The moment Murong Mo came to Yubei City, he beat all the monks in the martial arts training ground to the ground, and he is still howling.

Also because of this reputation, those rogue cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the fire also immediately detoured. Now no one dared to underestimate Murong Mo, and it was too late to go around him.

Finally, Yan Xiuyu's side became a little quieter, and now hearing his words, he crushed the teacup in his hand and glared at the source of the voice.

This scoundrel messed around last night!

Even tied his hands!

It was simply too much, and now that he saw that evil root, he panicked, so he simply opened another room and asked him to live in it, so as not to come near him.

"Get out, don't come to bother me as a teacher." Yan Xiuyu was also angry, and there is a high probability that it will be difficult to coax him this time.

Murong Mo could only sigh. If he had known earlier, he would not have believed in the Xuanwu Clan's secret of double cultivation.

Now I haven't been able to consolidate my relationship, but I am angry with my little master.

Xiaoer just finished cleaning the Tianzi No. [-] room, and met Murong Mo with a helpless expression, and immediately walked up to him with a smile.

"Guest officer, this is the room that your Taoist companion asked for not long ago. He asked me to give you the key and asked you to stay here tonight."

He muttered in his heart: These two monks must have had a conflict. As the saying goes, the head of the bed fights at the end of the bed, but now the black-clothed monk has been kicked out of the bed...

"Thank you." Murong Mo took the key, glanced at Yan Xiuyu's closed door, hesitated, and finally walked in reluctantly.

Let's see what good things are in Zhenbao Pavilion tonight to make Master happy, otherwise Master is so angry all the time, wouldn't he be able to share the same bed with him?

Under the pitch-black night, the bright and bright moonlight poured down, but those white nights cast a layer of paleness on the man's face.

Yumeixiao looked at the thing in the Zhenbao Pavilion tonight that she was bound to get it.

She knew that many monks also came for the peacock feather coat, so she made thorough preparations this time, and if she couldn't take a picture of the magic weapon, she would just lie in ambush and snatch it away.

Her eyes are slightly narrowed, and her exquisite body has made countless men dream of it.

What was even more frightening was that the top chair she was lying on turned out to be made of piles of white bones, which was pale and glowing with a cold light.

Recently, a new subordinate of the demon clan came, and he was coveted by this beautiful demon saint, but through the tulle, he didn't see the high-ranking chair, but became lustful for the hazy figure.

His eyes were extremely wretched, and there was a trace of morbid obsession on his terribly pale face.

With his short stature, he saw a gleam in his eyes when he saw the people in the hall leave after the discussion.

"Saint, I heard that you often look for the furnace cauldron?" He smiled wretchedly, his body trembled, and he wanted to lift off the layer of gauze to see the beauty behind him.

Yumeixiao slowly raised a mocking arc, sure enough, all men in the world are not afraid of death, their hearts are swayed by lust/desire, and another disgusting thing that made her a bed came, she took a look at the piles of bones lying there.

These are her victories~

That Moxiu lifted the tulle, saw that Yumei Xiao didn't refuse, and was so excited that he immediately looked in.

I saw the beauty was dazzling and enchanting, her hot attire vaguely revealing her good figure, her flimsy skin was covered with a layer of charm, and she smiled at him, but a blood red spot appeared in front of his eyes.

He lowered his head, only to find that his head had left his body, and the redness that smeared into his eyes was the splashed blood.

The cold light from the handle of the knife slanted on his face, and his head fell to the ground in a "roll" like this, rolled a few times, and rolled to the bed of the beauty.

"This bone looks really ugly, throw it down and feed it to those monsters, don't dirty my eyes." Yumei Xiao said lightly, kicking the head away without hesitation.

After hearing this, the demon cultivator next to him immediately cleaned up the place, and quickly restored it to a spotless appearance.

Every year, there will always be a few demon cultivators who are interested in the saint, and this is not the first nor the last.

The piles of white bones were just a part of the "lucky" magicians, and most of the rest were fed to the ferocious monsters.

Even when some magic cultivators were still conscious, they would watch their own heads and bodies being torn apart by monsters.

Then it was swallowed mouthful by mouthful...

This is one of the few favorite hobbies of saintesses, so now who is at the top of the devil world knows that they can't offend Yumeixiao.

There are only these newly promoted demon cultivators who don't have long eyes, and they don't ask about the name of the saint.

Yumeixiao's eyes closed, she felt extremely bored, and then thought of the two monks she saw in the inn when she was startled, they looked well-dressed, and she didn't know what it looked like when they took off their clothes?

The corners of her mouth curled up in a mocking arc, seeing that it was getting late, she was also planning to go to see the Treasure Pavilion.

The servants all went out, their skirts fell, and they were wrapped in a black robe, revealing only a pair of charming eyes like silk.

Murong Mo introspected in another room for a long time before coming over, carefully knocked on the door, and asked softly: "Master, are you still going to the Treasure Pavilion tonight? Are you still interested?"

Yan Xiuyu put down the book in his hand, looked up, the door moved slightly, and instantly lifted the taboo, "Come in."

Murong Mo was so happy that he immediately came in and hugged his master, and entangled him, like an abandoned little wolf cub who just returned to his master's embrace, and would not let go of him after hugging him.

Yan Xiuyu laughed, and said in a dangerous tone, "What's wrong? Don't know what's wrong? Get up quickly, or I want to be thrown outside."

It's not just the first time this scoundrel has made him angry, but last night...

He gets angry when he thinks about it!To treat the teacher I respect so much is simply outrageous!

Murong Mo quickly let go of his hand, lowered his eyes, "Apprentice knows he's wrong, so get up now."

That tone was pitiful, as if Yan Xiuyu had bullied him.

"Heh!" Yan Xiuyu sneered, her brows were cold, and her white face was as white as jade with a hint of mockery, "Stop pretending to be pitiful, I don't like you anymore as a teacher, and I don't know who I learned from."

He, a clever little fox, has already seen through this Murong Mo's trick.

Murong Mo could only withdraw the expression on his face and become respectful.

Yan Xiuyu saw his quick face-changing movement, and said "Heh!", the irony intensified.

Sure enough, this scoundrel was trying to gain his sympathy before, hum╭(╯^╰)╮!

Murong Mo: "..."

"Master, why don't we go to the Treasure Pavilion quickly, those treasures are about to be auctioned now." Murong Mo could only divert his attention.

Yan Xiuyu didn't bother to argue with him, he also wanted to go to Zhenbao Pavilion first.

His eyes raised slightly, a body-holding technique fixed Murong Mo in place, then he went inside, and changed into a non-obtrusive plain clothes through the wind screen.

Murong Mo swallowed, seeing the graceful figure reflected by the candlelight, as the figure flickered, he could recall the wonderful feeling of last night. Is Master here to torture him?

Seeing but not eating, doesn't this make him even more itchy?

Yan Xiuyu really didn't have this idea, he just saw that his clothes were too eye-catching, it looked like a high-quality cassock, so he came in and changed, but he couldn't believe that evil person's lust.

After Yan Xiuyu changed his clothes and came out, Murong Mo suppressed the desire in his heart and followed behind him, his scorching gaze wanted to burn him.

A lot of monks have come to the Zhenbao Pavilion, the most eye-catching thing is the appearance of Qiao Yanzi, the eldest lady of the Qiao family, with a beautiful and beautiful face.

Those monks who came here for treasures, plus those casual cultivators who came here for fame, made the Treasure Pavilion extremely crowded.

Yan Xiuyu and Murong Mo came directly to the front desk, first handed over five low-grade spirit stones to get a small wooden sign for admission, and then opened a box from the introduced monk.

After Murong Mo got the jade slip plate number, he followed the servant's guidance to the box.

Different from the bustling casual cultivators below, the entire exchange can be seen here, and they can see all the treasures at a glance.

Many monks raised their necks to look at the first box, and couldn't help whispering.

"I heard that the eldest lady of the Qiao family is also here, especially for that peacock feather coat."

"That's not true, but this time it's a bit mysterious. There are also married people who came here this time. They said they wanted to use that feather coat as a defensive magic weapon for the young master. The owner of the family gave a death order and must get that piece of clothing. Where is Yuyi?"

"Is that so? That's really difficult. I think there are several groups of people here staring at Yuyi."

......

Yan Xiuyu and Murong Mo's spiritual consciousness was strong, so they couldn't help frowning when they heard those words.

He has heard of peacock feather coats before. If a peacock is at least a century-old monster, there are only three peacock feathers on its body that can be used as weaving materials. However, it takes at least [-] peacock feathers to make a complete set of peacock feather coats, and it requires the most careful work. It took decades for the blacksmith to make it, and the follow-up requires continuous fine workmanship to put each peacock feather in the most appropriate position.

Adding up various factors, it will take at least several hundred years to complete the production of this peacock feather coat.

It is generally used as a defensive weapon, which can resist various attacks and can even be repaired automatically, so it is also a top-grade defensive weapon.

No wonder it was looted by so many people once it was released.

Yan Xiuyu turned her face sideways, thinking that there are many magic weapons on her body that are much better than that Yuyi, and he is already a cultivator at the transformation stage, so the Yuyi is as fragile as origami to him, so naturally he doesn't like it .

"Do you want this feather coat? There are many better magic weapons here. If you need a magic weapon for defense, you can tell me." Yan Xiuyu said to Murong Mo.

Murong Mo shook his head, "No need, I'm not interested in that, I'm here to see what Master likes, I don't need it."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiuyu set her sights on the first auction item below.