The Harem Rescue Project

This devil was instigating something indiscriminately, and he mentioned Senior Sister Lin to her like an outsider, as if she really didn't know the old relationship between the Lord of the Demon Realm and Senior Sister Lin.

Besides, she still saw it with her own eyes.

Xiao Lanle flicked the sword with her index finger, and gave Su Qing a sharp look with her sparrow eyes. Su Qing was intimidated for a moment, he didn't expect this young monk to have such an aura.

When she was slightly stunned, Xiao Lanle had already lifted her sword. She looked at Han Shengyao's gorgeous and mature face that was incomparable to her, and the jealousy in her heart was like a poisonous vine.

From this point of view, she is indeed inferior to the Lord of the Demon Realm in everything. It is no wonder that Senior Sister Lin would rather follow the Lord of the City than stay with her at the Penglai Xianmen.

"That's right, the demonic nature of the colored glaze in the Buddhist temple was indeed suppressed by her."

Xiao Lanle's usually gentle and dignified face twisted slightly, with a gentle smile on his face, but he cursed slowly, word by word, with the first swear words in his life: "But it's none of your business, Senior Sister Lin and I Even if there is any grievance and entanglement between them, what nonsense do you want to talk about. Master of the Demon Realm, let me warn you, there is still half a cup of tea left, and the righteous disciples of various sects will arrive, you should hurry up and bring Let your group of rabble leave as soon as possible!"

Han Shengyao didn't dare to underestimate Xiao Lanle. This girl was able to get the head of the Penglai Immortal Sect by herself, and she was also the default master of the Immortal Alliance. Make her puzzled.

Although the two ways of righteousness and demons have always been at odds with each other, as the master of the demon realm, she has never had any disasters in the world of human cultivation. Xiao Lanle's hostility is by no means as simple as ordinary hostility.

Han Shengyao raised her eyebrows unexpectedly and glanced at Xiao Lanle, and said, "Master Xiao has a feud with this seat. The Senior Sister Lin you mentioned had something to do with this seat?"

Xiao Lanle was stunned for a moment, looked Han Shengyao up and down, then chuckled lightly, seemingly relieved, and said: "Your honor forgets things so much, so it's your old man who forgot, that's just me being passionate gone."

Why does this brat seem to be mocking her for being too old? When a monk enters the Golden Core realm, his appearance will not change. Age is just a meaningless word for cultivators.

The cynicism from the other party was a bit inexplicable, which made her a little confused about the thoughts of this young man, the head of Xiu.

Could it be that she has been in seclusion for too long and can't keep up with the changes in the world.

Han Shengyao always felt that the junior in front of her seemed to know something about her, maybe it was related to that little envoy, the Tianluo Wanxiang instrument had returned to its original track, and the spirit array in the Fuyao Pagoda had also been opened. Her mission It has been completed, and there is no need to get entangled in trivial matters with this young and energetic new head.

A dark light flashed in her purple eyes. She, Han Shengyao, saved the lives of thousands of casual cultivators in Tianshu City. Mu Weiyin owed her a great kindness. Get rid of this unsightly Lord of the Loose Cultivator Realm, and take down the Loose Cultivator City. All the demon cultivators who are trapped underground in the Demon Realm with nowhere to go can have a home, and they can also get a Loose Cultivator City.

A face flashed across Han Shengyao's mind as he thought about it.

Xiao Lai envoy formed a life-and-death pact with the city lord Naishu, which is just right, killing two birds with one stone, and can also get rid of the throbbing feeling in her heart that made her upset and uncomfortable.

As soon as the word "except" came out in her heart, the feeling of palpitation that made her restless came from the bottom of her heart again.

Han Shengyao squinted her eyes, touched her beating heart that lost its rhythm, Su Qing was right, it doesn't matter who that portrait is, if the person in this painting becomes her weakness and is taken advantage of by others Unfortunately, she has been fooled by this little demon cultivator too many times, and she must not be merciful this time.

"Master, report ahead, Taotie is approaching Tianshu City!"

Inside the Tianshu Hall, a monk tremblingly fell into the threshold, as if he was terribly frightened.

Xiao Lanle's body shook, and she took a step forward with Su Wenjian in her hand, and said, "How about those two people outside Tianshu City?"

The monk knelt down and said, "Although the gate of Tianshu City is open, all the sect masters are strengthening the barrier outside the gate of Tianshu City. The other four sect masters have personally dispatched their horses to subdue Taotie, and the master of Tianshu City is also among them."

Xiao Lan wondered why the monk who entered the door didn't make a fuss about the demon cultivators in the hall. She looked around, and found that the master of the demon realm had disappeared with the demon cultivators, and it should have escaped with a magic weapon.

She poohed into the air, and returned to the master of the Demon Realm. As soon as a righteous monk appeared, the frightening demon in the rumors escaped faster than a pheasant walking on the ground.

The thick dragon claws stomped heavily on the ground, and the ground was shaken and there were subtle cracks.

The horns of the gluttonous vermilion beast raised high towards the sky, and the will-o'-the-wisp that could corrode everything was burning on the huge long tail. The sound wave containing the hurricane knocked down the group of monks who stopped it and fell to the ground.

There are only three monks who have Yujian in the air.

Mu Weiyin cast a layer of extremely strong gossip sword energy to protect Lin Qianshuang and Mu Xiaochi, and ordered: "Lin Qianshuang, take Xiaochi into the barrier gap in Tianshu City, and I will deal with Taotie. That's it."

Lin Qianshuang was sweating a little while holding Mu Xiaochi's hand. She had seen it, so she knew that it was absolutely impossible for Mu Weiyin to get rid of Taotie.

Therefore, at this moment, she must not propose to leave.

"Ayin, you take Xiaochi and go first, I will hold Taotie, I will not fight it head-on, I will go back to the city when I find an opportunity."

Lin Qianshuang pushed Mu Xiaochi to Mu Weiyin's side, stretched out her hand to the air, and Qianyu Sword appeared in the palm of her hand. She grabbed the hilt of the sword and made a formula to dissolve Mu Weiyin's sword formation, and a small arc appeared In front of her, she was about to step in when Mu Weiyin pulled her back.

Mu Weiyin said in a low voice: "You, you are not allowed to go, do you want to lie to me again, do this again, and leave without saying a word?"

The eyelashes of the person opposite were stained with a touch of silver, as if stained with a layer of silver frost. Those black eyes covered with light mist seemed to be injured and filled with tears, and pale gold lines floated from the bottom of the eyes. Zhang Lengsu's face carried a trace of sadness that he had never seen before.

Lin Qianshuang had never seen Mu Weiyin like this.

The Tianshu City Lord is powerful and arrogant, but now in front of her is a girl who is at a loss, with a lonely atmosphere lingering around her, and she tightly pulls her sleeves out of fear of losing.

She will cry and have other emotional fluctuations. She is no longer the domineering statue standing in the Tianshu Hall.

Taotie thought that the group of useless ants would be wiped out by its mighty roar, but it didn't expect that there were three small ants still standing at eye level with it in mid-air.

Lin Qianshuang noticed Taotie's gaze. Although she couldn't defeat Taotie, she believed that Mu Weiyin and Mu Xiaochi would definitely be able to trap this beast before she was defeated.

The neckline was pulled, and just as she turned her head, she was blocked by a cold kiss.

Mu Weiyin tugged on Lin Qianshuang's collar, pinched her chin instead, closed her eyes and repeatedly kissed the lips that were close at hand, the other's even breathing made her feel at ease, and she seemed to stand still. In the ancient books she knew not, in the most unfathomable and solid protective circles seek refuge and comfort.

Hearing the disordered breathing by her ear, her fair face turned red, and she let go of her hand without hesitation.

"I won't die, wait for me, stay here with Xiaochi."

The figure of the woman in purple disappeared before her eyes like a ghost, and rushed in front of Taotie, blocking Taotie and her vision.

When they kissed just now, the six-petal spiritual seal between Mu Weiyin's cold and immortal face seemed to be fading away.

I don't know if she was wrong.

But what exactly is this kiss?She is not allowed to resist, she is not allowed to refuse, until she is suffocated like begging for mercy.

Lin Qianshuang raised her sleeve to wipe it away, the blood stained her lips with a bitter taste, her dark eyes were indifferent, after all, she was nothing but a furnace, a tool that could be trampled and used by others in her eyes.