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

His eyes sank, and he said in a cold voice: "What's so good about that female cultivator? Even if she is a high-level demon, it's none of our business."

Yan Xiuyu turned around to look at his swollen face, with a helpless smile on his lips.

If it weren't for being on the street, he might not be able to resist reaching out and pinching this little apprentice's face.

"You will be jealous."

Murong Mo turned his head away, he didn't, but he thought to himself: It's not enough to send away Luo Chuan, and a new person pops up here...

Master is really too fast-paced, and he has to take care of people closely.

Yan Xiuyu didn't realize it. He tilted his neck and looked into the distance. Under the gloomy sky, a magic cultivator suddenly looked at him curiously.

Yan Xiuyu had a slight doubt on his face, thinking that he should not have exposed himself.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the demon cultivator came up.

He was wearing a short-sleeved black dress, revealing his firm arms. The muscles on them seemed to have blue veins. He had a bull-headed face, but his face looked terrifying and ferocious.

"I am now in the early stage of Jindan, and I am serving as a guard in this city."

The Moxiu said something thoughtlessly, and then glanced at Murong Mo.

That wretched face, with the gaze of sizing up the goods, looked at Yan Xiuyu aggressively from time to time.

Even Murong Mo couldn't help frowning now, what exactly does this demon cultivator want to do? !

Yan Xiuyu suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He looked at his little apprentice, even in the demon clan, Murong Mo's appearance is extremely handsome and extraordinary.

It can be said that at a glance, compared with those bull-headed horse-faced and the like, the magic cultivators who have not yet fully cultivated can even be said to stand out from the crowd.

And in fact, not only this one demon cultivator looked at them, other male and female demon cultivators were also secretly looking at them.

It's just that their vision was dim, Yan Xiuyu just thought they were just curious, or that the vendors were just looking at customers as if they were sizing up customers.

Didn't think of this layer at all!

But now... this group of people turned out to be the ones who coveted him!

He glanced at his little apprentice, and then at the Moxiu who came up.

His face turned cold, his lips were slightly pursed, and his whole body felt a little colder.

The magician suddenly spoke.

His eyes locked on Yan Xiuyu's body, and he said contemptuously:

"I want the person next to you. I want to compete with you. If you lose, give him to me. Or just admit defeat now. An ordinary magician like you can't compete with me."

Yan Xiuyu: "..." Are all the devils so straightforward?Ming wants to grab something that he likes.

His apprentice is not a piece of goods, and with his early stage golden core cultivation base, he still wants to defeat a great power like him? !

Then after Moxiu finished talking to Yan Xiuyu, Xie Chong's eyes continued to fall on Murong Mo's body, and he began to scrutinize his appearance obscenely, and was about to stretch out his hand to pick up his chin.

However, Murong Mo cast a cold glance at the demon cultivator, secretly activated the Hunhun Lamp, and a wisp of black energy wrapped around the demon cultivator's body.

When the demon was proud of his correction, Yan Xiuyu directly cast a spell to fix the person in place, and then directly kicked him fiercely.

He was not polite, and his narrow phoenix eyes were filled with anger. He had never lost his composure outside.

"Boom!" The demon cultivator's huge body was thrown to the ground, and he fell suddenly, kicking up a cloud of dust, and those demon cultivators watching the excitement were thrown back a few steps.

The demon cultivator stared at those two with eyes as big as copper bells, as if he couldn't believe that their cultivation base was higher than his.

Before, the people around who wanted to stare at Murong Mo couldn't help restraining their movements and looking elsewhere, but the peripheral vision from the corner of their eyes was still on Murong Mo, including that Yan Xiuyu.

"Overestimating one's abilities." Yan Xiuyu said coldly, even though others couldn't see the expression behind his mask, they thought they were very angry.

As long as that demon cultivator still dares to speak rudely, he will let him "well" feel the pain!

It's just that the demon cultivator begged for mercy on the spot, stumbled and knelt on the ground, "This magnate, I don't mean to offend, I have seniors and juniors, please let me go."

"Don't be an example! If you let me see you again, don't blame me for being rude!"

After the cold voice fell, the Moxiu gasped, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Fortunately, Yan Xiuyu didn't care too much, and after a small punishment, she turned her head away.

"Follow me." He scanned the surrounding demons, took Murong Mo's hand, and quickly left here.

Those demon cultivators who are staring at each other are actually staring at their Taoist companion!

Murong Mo had promised him before that he would not provoke other people anymore, but it was still the demon female cultivator who didn't know what to do.

Yan Xiuyu was so angry that even his face swelled up slightly, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong, these demon cultivators are all mentally ill!

This is his Taoist companion!

He was annoyed when he suddenly heard a deep laugh behind him.

Yan Xiuyu couldn't help turning her head to look, so Murong Mo was laughing at him?

"Master, have you tasted it?" There was an obvious smile in Murong Mo's dark pupils.

Yan Xiuyu was taken aback for a moment, and then became a little annoyed, "This demon cultivator wants to insult you, isn't he also insulting me, the master?"

"Where am I kidding, I really think I'm the same as you?" Yan Xiuyu shook off Murong Mo's hand and walked forward, looking really angry.

The pace quickened, people came and went, Murong Mo almost couldn't keep up with him.

It's just that whenever Murong Mo was almost lost, Yan Xiuyu would stop for a while...

The corner of Murong Mo's mouth was raised, and when he was "accidentally" knocked down by those magicians, he fell to the ground.

"Don't you have eyes?! Such a big road is coming towards me!" Moxiu, who bumped into Murong Mo, raised his eyebrows angrily. He looked tall and hideous, and wanted to step forward and scold him again. A few words.

Murong Mo ignored him, and stood up straight from the ground. Master still cared about him, and immediately came this way.

"Sorry." Murong Mo didn't want to be entangled, and walked quickly, wanting to go forward to meet the master, but was grabbed by the shoulder by the demon cultivator.

Murong Mo reacted subconsciously, looked at that thick arm, and pulled it backhand, "Bang!", the man fell directly to the ground.

The sound naturally caused a lot of commotion, but in this demon world that respects strength, all the demon cultivators have long since seen the strangeness. They just took a look at the demon cultivator who fell on the ground, and looked at Murong Mo. Dare to speak.

The demon cultivator who fell on the ground hissed, and his red eyes looked at Murong Mo, not daring to do it again, and ran away in disgrace.

Seeing that he had solved the trouble, Yan Xiuyu breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped, and Murong Mo took the opportunity to follow him.

"Master, why did you walk so fast just now?"

Murong Mo grabbed the man's sleeve and put it on his shoulder.

If it weren't for this being the main street, with countless pairs of eyes staring at them secretly, Yan Xiuyu felt that this apprentice might be more shameless and directly play tricks on himself.

"Let's find a place to live first, and now you behave yourself."

Yan Xiuyu lowered her voice, her phoenix eyes were hidden in the brim of her hat, showing a hint of warning.

Murong Mo twitched his lips, tightened the little master's icy and clean hands, and followed behind him like a puppy, without knowing it, he thought this man was Yan Xiuyu's male favourite.

No wonder the demon cultivator wanted to ask Yan Xiuyu for Murong Mo.

This is an unwritten law in the devil world, the strong are respected, if you want to take something from the owner, you must defeat the owner of that thing.

Yan Xiuyu didn't know about this level, but Murong Mo knew a little bit about it, and he didn't want to bother Master with this matter.

Male favourites, etc... Master is so beautiful, he...he doesn't mind being Shizun's male favourite...

Murong Mo held the little master's hand tightly, and the tall and graceful figure of the person in front was in his eyes, like a brilliance that even the bright moon could not reach.

The two stayed in a restaurant for the time being. The shopkeeper took a look at the two of them, and then at the many spirit stones on the table. He looked a little embarrassed, and his red eyes were full of hesitation.

He tentatively said: "Guest officer, there is only one upper room left in this green restaurant. I'm afraid there are no vacant rooms."

Yan Xiuyu has two upper rooms, and he doesn't want the lust/demon who is always thinking about his body to be by his side.

Murong Mo was originally sluggish because he had opened two rooms for Yan Xiuyu, but when he heard the shopkeeper's words, his eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately said: "Then just one room, just one room!"

"Then..." The shopkeeper was about to respond and bring them the house numbers, but was interrupted by Yan Xiuyu.

"Forget it, this city is so big, there must be another place, let's go and have a look." His voice was calm and indifferent, and he pinched the bag of spirit stones.

The shopkeeper couldn't see his face clearly, and couldn't guess what he meant, but this didn't hinder his explanation.

He shook his head and said, "Then I'm afraid you really can't find other taverns, sir."

"Huh?" Yan Xiuyu raised his head in doubt, he frowned slightly, remembering the crowded Moxiu on the street and the bustling crowd in this tavern.

There could be other reasons for this, Mosha City seems to be overcrowded, which is very different from what he learned before.

He is waiting for the shopkeeper's answer.

"Isn't the guest officer here to participate in the martial arts competition held by the City Lord's Mansion?"

But the shopkeeper let out a cry of surprise.

Finally, when his eyes fell on Murong Mo's bewildered face, he finally realized that these two fellow Taoists really didn't know.

He opened his mouth and explained: "The city owner of this city lord's mansion is mainly married to the only eldest daughter, so a martial arts competition was held. It is called a competition, but it is better to use martial arts to recruit relatives. After all, the only daughter of the city lord will choose a husband from among them. This city lord Well, isn’t it going to be inherited by the only daughter in the future?”

The city's bustling avenues, the city lord's mansion is in charge of endless gold, silver and jewels, those superior exercises, and the supreme power, how can all these things not be coveted?

Many people are staring at this piece of fat, which also makes it impossible for thousands of powerful people to pour into this city as soon as the competition comes out.

Even if there were quite a few people who came to see the excitement, Yan Xiuyu naturally thought of this, and then fell silent.

"Then let's take this house."

Murong Mo immediately seized the opportunity and asked the shopkeeper to open the room.

"Okay, two distinguished guests." The shopkeeper accepted the spirit stone with a smile, and Yan Xiuyu didn't stop it this time.

Someone from behind led them up to look at the room, Murong Mo took Master's little hand and went up, followed Xiao Er.

The night was silent, engulfing everything, and the flickering candlelight shone on Yumeixiao's face.

She was lying on the bone bench, looking at the person with her eyes lightly, and her tone was teasing.

"What? Don't stay in the City Lord's Mansion anymore? Didn't your father ask you to prepare for the competition?"

"You're used to making fun of me. Didn't you ask for your help? This dead old man doesn't know what kind of madness he has, but he even competes in martial arts to recruit relatives. I'm afraid I wish I could find a powerful man sooner."

The girl in front of her stomped her feet, she had a standard oval face, her red eyes were like rubies, her figure was enchanting, and she was extremely beautiful.