"You don't want to see me so much, you don't even have the excitement of meeting an old friend in a foreign country?"

Jian Mu looked at him coldly, "This is meeting an enemy in another land."

That disdainful attitude, and the attitude of being intimate and pampered with a hand warmer is simply a world of difference. The Lord Yaoshen still finds it difficult to accept this gap, and can't help but feel internally hurt.

Jian Mu can be called a unique nb who can make a pervert who the whole world, including the guardians, feel helpless feel this kind of mood.

Lord Yaoshen sat on the ground unruly, with a displeased face, and asked again: "Even if your group of chaotic teams is now a pot of porridge?"

What does a pot of porridge have to do with you?

The disdain on the face of the Great Demon King clearly showed this meaning.

He said confidently: "They are not that stupid. If something happens to me, they will beat you to death. At least they have a small intention, so there will be no problems."

careless

The name is rather childish, but he is very generous in dealing with people, and he is steady, mature and strategic. He is the most popular adviser of the Great Demon King. If he wants to be appointed as an official, he must be the prime minister.

Bai Rong looked at him, pulled him into his arms, and didn't mind Jian Mu's dislike for him, rubbed his fair neck with aggrieved but satisfied, then waved his hand to show the chaotic scene in front of him, With a bit of joking and a bit of seriousness, he said:

"Look, this is a mess. Your little one is vomiting blood. Why don't you leave this group of people to me, and I'll manage it for you. I guarantee... everyone will be obedient."

He is a demon god, and he is tyrannical in terms of means and strength. Naturally, there is no doubt about it, and he has the confidence to say this.

Even at this moment, Jian Mu completely let him hold her in his arms, because she knew that she was not the other party's opponent, and she didn't care about such a small matter.

Sitting in Bai Rong's arms, Jian Mu lazily raised his eyelids to take a look, then suddenly lowered his head, with a half-smile, word by word, "Master Demon God has lived for hundreds of millions of years, don't say anything else, just talk about being powerful His strength really makes me want to conquer... However, "

He smiled lowly and joked infinitely, "You are recommending yourself as a pillow, and you want to be the main palace?"

Bai Ruan's body froze suddenly, those playful and frivolous words stimulated his nerves brightly, and the trace of true feelings that had just risen quickly cracked and disappeared in an instant!

He clasped the back of Jian Mu's head with one hand, tilted his head and bit his thin lips fiercely, allowing him to swallow all his ruthless and cold words, a little annoyed and a little uncontrollable.

With such a mean mouth, the words are always indifferent and indifferent, but... so sweet that it makes people sink.

Jian Mu let him kiss lazily, neither resisting nor taking the initiative. At the end of the kiss, she suddenly smiled viciously, and mocked: "It seems that Lord Demon God is about to lose this bet."

Bai Rong loved and hated his mouth, so he couldn't help but took another bite, cursing in a low voice: "You can't say a few words less."

The Great Demon King didn't care about his mood, looked left and right at the demon god, and asked abruptly: "What is your prototype like?"

"It's not the kind you like!" Bai Rong was very angry, "Jian Mu, Jian Mu, is fluffy so important to you?"

Jian Mu didn't answer, curled her lips, showing disgust, "You should become Dabai." It's more pleasing to the eye.

Bai redundant: "..."

Come on, I can't afford to offend this ancestor.

A big white cat jumped into Jian Mu's arms mixed with Thunderbolt. The huge cat's head squeezed viciously into his arms as if angry, its slender limbs looked extraordinarily tall, and the furry mangosteen claws were snow-white. Jian Mu pinched it Kneading, the feeling of meat is hard to put down.

He clasped the head of the angry cat, couldn't help but stroked the silk-smooth fur, and sighed for a while: "Now I have retreated to the point where even artificial cats can suck."

White, Artificial Cat, and Redo let out a loud sneer.

Jian Mu rubbed his neck, stretched out his hand to hold up his big tail, it was bouncing, it was really heavy, at least a dozen kilograms, holding him in his arms was like hugging a ferocious beast, it might bite you at any time in a fit of anger kind of.

The Great Demon King expressed his pleasure in being able to push Lord Demon God to such a level. This kind of satisfaction can only be obtained by competing with people of the same class or even one level higher than him. It is also one of the few advantages of Bai Rong.

Jian Mu hugged him and walked forward, walking gracefully and leisurely like a stroll in a garden, looking east and west, the Qionglouyuyu everywhere looked like a fairyland, but there were no people there, he walked a few steps, and took the initiative to ask: "This is the fairyland?"

The big white cat nestled in his arms, flicked its tail gracefully, and said disdainfully: "The fairyland without immortals is nothing but ruins."

Really dead.

Although she had already guessed, Jian Mu couldn't help raising her eyebrows when she heard the exact answer.

"Wouldn't it be that there is nothing fluffy?"

Bai redundant: "..."

After choking on the demon god every day, he continued to walk forward leisurely, and suddenly stopped: "What is that?"

In front of the gate of the palace, there is a white sculpture upside down, the whole body is as white as jade, but the carvings are so vivid that it seems that it may open its eyes at any time.

Bai Rong: "It's a fallen fairy."

Jian Mu: "Turned into a sculpture after falling?"

"Then it gradually dissipated over a long period of time." Bai Rong asked strangely: "Don't you feel anything? Don't you feel sad?"

Jian Mu was surprised: "Why are you sad?"

He walked forward with the big white cat in his arms, observed the sculpture up close, and tried to reach out to touch it. The moment his fingertips landed on it, the sculpture turned into thousands of pieces and poured into his body.

Immediately afterwards, as if the sculptures in all directions were summoned by something, they were all shattered into powder in an instant, and fell on his body, forming the ultimate splendor.

How is this going?

Bai Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly, "When the human race faces fallen immortals, they will have empathy. You don't, not only do you not have you, but you also absorb them all! Jian Mu, Jian Mu, you really are not. What kind of human, no, you are simply a fairy eater!"

Jian Mu: "...is there such a race?"

Bai redundant: "No, you created it yourself."

"roll."

Jian Mu closed her eyes and felt for a while. Subtle changes took place in her body, as if she was fuller and more powerful. At the same time... she also had a subtle sense of control over this heavenly palace.

His spiritual consciousness expanded to all around even more unscrupulously, and all the scenery in a radius of thousands of miles was displayed in front of his eyes. However, as Bai Rong said, this place has been reduced to ruins.

"What happened in the fairy world?" He heard his own voice asking.

Bai redundant: "Please beg me."

Jian Mu glanced at him expressionlessly, and at the same time, the forces from all directions surged madly, driving Bai Rong out of the palace in an instant.

The figure of the big white cat flickered, and dexterously jumped to the top of the palace gate, looked down at him, and said unhappily, "Throw it away after you use it up again."

Jian Mu looked at him with a frown, and asked, "Again? When did you use you before?"

Bai redundant: "..."

Of course he wouldn't tell the shame and humiliation, the strange light flashed in the cat's eyes, he said frivolously: "You can think about it for yourself, well, the time is up, you should go back."

In the distance, there seemed to be a suction force calling to Jian Mu's body. He frowned slightly, but he didn't refuse, and disappeared into the air with the force of gravity.

Jian Mu could feel the soul slowly descending and merging with the body. At the same time, the spiritual consciousness expanded outward, and all the pictures in front of him appeared in his mind.

Wen Yu, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, blood trickled down his shoulder. The knife wound almost split his body in two from the shoulder. His face was full of hostility, and he stared at Pixiu direction of disappearance.

Pixiu seemed to have been possessed by a demon, but after both sides were injured, he still took him away forcibly with his heavily injured body. The gentle and handsome smiling man smiled evilly and crazily at this moment, hugging his body tightly in the claustrophobic space, as if he had found a treasure Generally held tightly in the arms.

The man's breath was right next to his ear, and the suppressed laughter was full of unstoppable madness. He sighed contentedly, and said softly, "That's great, you belong to me now."

Pixiu, who has fallen into madness, will not notice that Jian Mu's soul is watching all this happening with cold eyes, and Bai Rong walked over without a sound, hugging the young man, and said softly and maliciously, "Look! , Is this a mess of loose sand?"

the other side

Qin Xiaoyi and the others finally realized that something was wrong. When they caught up, they saw Wen Yu who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and his expression changed drastically.

Wen Yu leaned against the wall, blood splattered on his cheeks, his hostility was full of coquettishness, he said coldly: "Pixiu became a demon, and fled into the depths of the barrier with his body."

Qin Xiaoyi's eyes sank, "He wants to monopolize Jian Mu."

"Obviously, everyone thinks so." Patriarch Jane's face became even more cold, and he simply pulled away and chased after him.

Only Hu Jin, when everyone was caught in this battle, he fell behind lightly, threw the wound medicine to Wen Yu, and smiled calmly: "He is not fake, but he can take Jian Mu away." The body, but you have the credit for releasing the water."

Wen Yu poured the nectar on the wound, and there was white smoke and a sizzling sound, but he didn't change his face, instead he snorted and asked, "Don't you also know it well?"

"The biggest difference between Pixiu and you and me is being possessed by demons. This is his danger, and it is also his weakness. He can't bear it and then make plans. He will definitely seize every opportunity to take Jian Mu away, even if he knows it is a good idea." Not high, even if you know it’s a trap.”

Nine-Tailed Fox said cunningly and viciously: "This is exactly what we need. Jian Mu won't like us meddling in Pixiu's affairs, but if he annoys him by committing suicide, then...you can't blame others."

Jian Mu obviously knew this too.

He broke free from Bai Rong's embrace, and was too lazy to talk to this insignificant guy. His soul and body were solidified, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking at Pixiu who was in paranoia, and sighed deeply: "If I knew this earlier, I should have done it in advance." Solve the problem of obsession."

Didn't expect him to wake up so quickly, Pai Yao was startled for a moment, then his face was gloomy, he stepped forward, grabbed the young man's wrist, and asked sinisterly and stubbornly: "You provoked me, do you regret it now?"

Jian Mu: "..."

He said faintly: "I don't really like playing prison py, you know?"

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