The Harem Rescue Project

In Tianshu City, a ray of golden distraction fell from the sky and poured into a certain place of Tianshu Shrine.

The high-hanging golden-top candle lights swing back and forth, and the astrology disk draws the composition of the floating stars in the sky on the smooth marble floor.

The emerald throne is covered with soft and exquisitely embroidered gorgeous brocade. A girl in a dark purple dress is sitting on it. Her face is as delicate as a fairy child. Her eyes are closed, and she leans on the luminous pearl ornament next to the seat with one hand. A dark purple ring on the thumb had a circle of spirit patterns flashing darkly.

Mu Weiyin opened her eyes, and there was a young woman lying on her lap. Seeing her wake up, she looked at her face stupidly, tilted her head and bit her finger, and said, "Sister City Lord, what are you doing?" Got taller and lost weight."

Soft fingers poked her face, and curious big eyes looked at her body.

"Xiaochi, don't bite your fingers."

Mu Weiyin's reprimand immediately made Mu Xiaochi shiver in fear. She fled to the pillar under the steps and poked her head out to look at the person on the throne secretly. Her black eyes were clean and pure. She didn't know anything, just Instinctively aware that Mu Weiyin was angry, she hid far away.

Mu Xiaochi is her own younger sister, who was born lacking two souls and two souls. Back then, the two sisters were kidnapped and sold to Tianshu City, and they were separated for a long time.

It wasn't until she became the lord of Tianshu City by herself, and after searching for a long time, she was finally found again.

Mu Weiyin saw Mu Xiaochi hiding behind the pillar and poking his head in a funny way, a smile appeared on his solemn face. Although her younger sister is stupid, this stupidity may not be a blessing.

Her figure and appearance were vaguely reflected on the smooth and flat brick surface. The round and chubby cheeks gradually showed a feminine outline with deep features.

Mu Weiyin stroked her face in surprise, a trace of unclear emotion settled in her clear eyes.

This is the first time she has broken through the shackles of the Ruthless Dao, and her age has increased by a few years.

She remembered that in the alchemy furnace, her ray of distraction and the double cultivation of the magic cultivation of the furnace physique, could it be that double cultivation that made her grow up.

Mu Weiyin has cultivated medicine practitioners for a long time, and has been looking for a suitable potion for a long time, but she has never found a real antidote that can break through the ruthless way. Could it be that Jieyu is... her medicine?

She suddenly remembered that her distraction and Xiao Lanle's body can be completely integrated, and it is rare in the world that her soul and body can have such a high degree of integration. It is also possible that she and Lanle are together to break through the ruthless way.

The astrology on the astrolabe disk suddenly turned into a cloud of crystal blue clouds that surged up, and a phantom slowly rose, and an unparalleled beauty in red appeared in the cloud mirror.

Mu Weiyin walked unhurriedly, welcoming the appearance of the Lord of the Demon Realm, she walked to the cloud mirror and stood still, and said: "The Lord of the Domain suddenly came to find the Lord of the City, is there something urgent?"

Han Shengyao was wearing a light and silky red gauze dress, leaning lazily on the throne of the Demon Realm, and several maids were helping her by pressing her shoulders, tapping her legs, and serving tea.

The circles under her eyes were slightly green, as if she hadn't slept well last night, and her purple eyes were secretly looking at Mu Weiyin, "I have found a trace of the chilling zither, the magic weapon of the demon emperor, in the dark thread of your cultivation world. Maybe the Demon Emperor's retreat in the Demon Realm is just a cover, and she is most likely hiding in the Human Cultivation Realm."

Mu Weiyin's immature face darkened, and she said: "The Hanchanqin is the demon emperor's natal magic weapon, how could she randomly wander in the world of human cultivation, what purpose does she have hiding in the world of human cultivation? It's just for the demon demon we built. tower?"

Han Shengyao leisurely shook the fine wine in the white jade cup, her phoenix eyes squinted at Mu Weiyin, her red lips pursed indifferently, and said: "The oracle given by the heavens, the demon emperor Xuan Luoqing is born, people The world will be disrupted, and the rules of the six realms will no longer exist. Although I don't believe that Xuan Luoqing has such an earth-shaking ability, recently, Xuan Luoqing's whereabouts have become more and more strange, and this person's world of cultivation seems to be not at peace."

Mu Weiyin's immature and lovely face was tight, and she said seriously: "The monsters that cannot be tolerated in the four realms have emerged from the Penglai Immortal Gate. The Lord of the city has witnessed that group of monsters escaped from the seal. Within ten days, the Wuji Buddhist Sect The demon-locking tower inside must be broken. Demons are rampant, and it is a catastrophe in the world."

"You don't have to worry. If something happens to Tianshu City, I will definitely come to help you."

"Oh, by the way, besides telling you about this matter, I still need you to find someone."

Han Shengyao lazily raised her eyebrows at a maid, who quickly presented a scroll of paintings.

The picture scroll was spread out from Han Shengyao's hands, and a delicately painted Danqing color picture appeared in front of Mu Weiyin's eyes.

In the painting, a slim and graceful woman is vividly depicted. She is sitting on the grass with mottled light and shadow in the bamboo forest, and she seems to be practicing the piano. Although the face is blurred, the gestures of the hands are delicately depicted, and the wrong fingers are also intact. Keeping the wrong movements still, the fabric texture of the clothes and the interlacing of light and shadow floating in the clothes patterns are very detailed. It can be seen that the person who painted this painting has spent a lot of thought and invested a lot of emotion in the characters on the painting. deep.

"I want the city lord to find the woman in the painting. People in the Demon Realm say that the person in the painting died in the human cultivation world. If you find her body or soul, please tell me."

The person in the painting has no face, and the clothes he wears are ordinary Moxiu's clothes, and the qin in his hand is an ordinary jiaowei qin, so there is really no clue to find it.

Mu Weiyin concluded at a glance that she would not be able to find this person, but she still agreed, "The city lord will take care of it, and the domain lord can rest assured."

Han Shengyao threw the scroll in his hand into the mirror, and a wisp of magic energy overflowed from the cloud mirror and flew into Mu Weiyin's hand, turning into the scroll with the painting of a faceless woman.

"Then there is City Lord Lao, who is very important to me."

As soon as Mu Weiyin took the picture scroll, the cloud mirror turned into a cloud and dissipated on the astrology disk, and the crystal blue light floated from the hexagrams, and condensed into a picture of the astrology in the light spots of the stars.

The Lord of the Demon Realm has left, and this picture scroll that is destined to be lost has no meaning and value.

Mu Xiaochi hid behind the pillar, saw the strange image in the cloud mirror disappear, slipped out from beside the pillar, walked to Mu Weiyin's side and pulled her sleeve, the woman who was obviously half taller than her looked naive Silly, like a five or six-year-old child.

"Xiaochi, do you like this painting?"

Mu Weiyin watched Mu Xiaochi staring at the person in the painting, threw the scroll into her arms casually, and said, "Hold it if you like, anyway, this person doesn't exist."

Mu Xiaochi touched the person in the portrait, looked at it, and suddenly laughed foolishly. She cherished the painting scroll in her arms and leaned against the pillar, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Mu Weiyin walked to Mu Xiaochi's side, and instructed the servant next to him. The servant immediately understood, picked up Mu Xiaochi, and sent him back to the bedroom.

The ancient bell of Penglai Xianmen is still beating continuously, and the dignified sound of rocks colliding with each other echoes in the entire canyon of Xianshan Mountain.

Lin Qianshuang, carrying Xiao Lanle on her back, stood steadily in the middle of the wind gusts and observed the surrounding situation. She was about to return with the sword when someone called her anxiously from behind.

"Senior Sister Lin, this is a place where demons are raging, and Junior Sister Xiao is still in a coma, you are too dangerous!"

Chen Shangqing Yujian flew to Lin Qianshuang's side, and said eagerly: "Give Junior Sister Xiao to Chen, it's not convenient for you, Senior Sister, to pass through the wind of demons with her on your back."