Fast Transmute: The Fickle Villain is Su and Pampered

Chapter 156 Master Mozun Lightly Bite (5)

The Demon Lord said it seriously, he would be hungry even if he didn't eat, and he would have no strength when he was hungry, and he would not be able to beat others if he had no strength.After hearing this, Linglian's molars itch: Hungry? !What about cheating ghosts?You have been suppressed for 1000 years, and you have not been seen since you came out. You are so thin that you are not a human figure, and you just told her that you are so hungry that you can’t walk just a few hours ago?
If you take away the demonic energy that is pressing on her, maybe she will believe it a little bit.I'm so hungry, where did you get the strength to suppress her?
It's not that Ling Lian himself is incompetent, at least he is the head of a sect, although he is not as powerful as the demons, but at least he can lift the seal, and he still has aura.

She could feel that every time she confronted his demonic energy, the real energy in her body would follow her thoughts and fight with the opponent's energy.

This feeling is very strange... Although every time I will be overwhelmingly suppressed by the Demon Lord in front of me.However, there was no way around it. The boss in front of her was a boss that could only be defeated by the joint efforts of the five sects.If she could beat him even herself, then why would she go to such an old man to fish him out of the seal?

It's just that this demon king is a little dangerous, and she won't be able to control it for a while.

If you can't control it, you will end up being bitten hard...

Last night, this man involuntarily started to suck blood on her body, and for a moment Ling Lian thought of the vampire movies she had watched before.

He said it with confidence, meat can't be eaten, so he must have a few sips of "soup", right?
There was too much blood in an instant, Ling Lian was dizzy in front of his eyes, and he didn't even know when he passed out.All he knew was that he woke up the next day in the arms of the Demon Lord, and the other party's loose robes embraced him, and Ling Lian's head was buried in his chest, and he fell into a dark sleep.

After waking up, Ling Lian was still a little dizzy, and she didn't even need to think about the symptoms of ischemia. After getting out of bed, her legs were shaking, as if she could fall if the wind blows lightly.

Let this Demon Venerable come again like this a few more times, I'm afraid that before the sect competition comes, I will die in his hands first.

"Aside from cannibalism, do you have other ways to fill your stomach?" Ling Lian turned to look at Mozun who was following behind her.

"It's okay to eat spirit pills." When he said this, he suddenly approached Ling Lian, lifted Ling Lian's chin with one hand, and said with a half-smile, "But looking at the shabby mansion of the head, I'm afraid I can't get out of it." How about the money to buy the panacea?"

"I know this sect is shabby." Linglian turned her head and broke away from the opponent's hand, "You don't need to emphasize so much, no matter how shabby you are, you signed a contract with me, even if you regret it, it's too late."

"This king has never regretted it, but I am afraid that the master will regret it when the time comes. One round of seven days, if you don't want me to suck blood, you can either give me a monk or give me a panacea, you choose."

Linglian: "..."

The sect created another person out of thin air, which surprised the two disciples who came over on time every day to ask the head of the sect early.

Liu Zhao smiled lightly at the side: "Could it be that Xiongtai lost his way and came to us in a daze?"

"Say something frustrating!" Wang Lan interrupted angrily from the side, "It's a good thing that someone from the sect has come."

At this time, the Demon Lord standing behind Ling Lian silently closed his green eyes, Ling Lian turned his head and saw the man's black eyes, which were the same as those of ordinary people.There was less of a demonic aura, and a bit more chilling lingering.

"It's not considered a beginner disciple." He stood beside Ling Lian, with his hands behind his back, "It's something that belongs exclusively to the head master."

"?"

"?"

Those two people were taken aback by the demon's words, and looked at Ling Lian with curious eyes.

Ling Lian coughed in embarrassment after being watched: "Don't listen to this person's nonsense... This person is... a relative I invited from other places. Yesterday, I suddenly thought that I have such a number one relative who is the head of the sect. , so I didn’t sleep all night, so I invited someone over to wish me revitalize my sect.”

She also had some concerns, so she didn't plan to tell the other two people his identity directly, for fear of frightening them, she also specially emphasized to him not to talk about "my king" in front of outsiders. Many middle school two.

The Demon Venerable spread his hands: "It's up to you."

"I haven't asked your name yet." Ling Lian asked again, "What's your name?"

"Forgot." The Demon Lord thought for a while, "It's been too many years since I've heard anyone call me by my name, so I forgot it a long time ago."

When he said this, the look of loneliness flashed across his eyes, but then he hid it, and put on a smiling face: "I only know that those people call me a devil, an evil animal, and it's nothing to think about." If it sounds nice, why not give me a title from the master? How about it?"

"This……"

Finally, Ling Lian pointed to the Mozun next to him, and said to his two disciples, "His name is Mo Zu."

Homophonic Demon Race.

When he heard it, he chuckled slightly when he heard it: "The name given to this king by the master is too straightforward."

"That can't be helped." Ling Lian said helplessly, "I'm also a waste of names, why don't you think of one yourself?"

"No need." He bared his white teeth at her, "It's interesting to have someone else give you a title."

Today is the time when the sect's flowers, fruits and vegetables are ripe, and Wang Lan has long reminded Ling Lian to pick them while they are fresh, so that they can be sold, otherwise the quality will be bad, and they won't be able to get a good price. That said, it’s not easy to buy.

Although Mo Zu said that he would "obey Ling Lian's words", when Ling Lian really wanted to call him, he would instead hide himself as a demon hiding on the century-old tree next to the field and slack off, with his left leg resting on the ground. The right leg said that he can't pick things, so don't tear the seedlings for them when the time comes.

"No, you can learn."

"I can't learn it." He smiled at her.

Linglian: "..."

The sun was high, and Ling Lian had no choice but to worry about things getting burnt in the sun, so he didn't have time to argue so much with him, so he could only harvest the crops with his two disciples first.

"If I really let the demon king out, are you afraid?" Ling Lian asked the two people during the labor break.

"I'm afraid." Wang Lan said aside, "Of course I'm afraid. I'm afraid that the demons will release us and eat us... But if the Demon Master can wish us revitalize the sect, then I will respect the choice of the sect leader."

Liu Zhao also answered from the side: "I don't agree with the master to release that thing, because I am afraid that it is ungrateful. After all, it is the nature of those demons to be insidious and cunning. I am afraid that thing will hurt the master in the end. This is the only way to object. If it is really released, I will definitely not say anything... I am afraid that someone with a heart will find out by then, and those who have troubles will come to the door one by one. Our sect has few people, and when the time comes Tired of coping, this sect didn't revive, but I was crushed by those people."

Hearing this, Ling Lian couldn't help looking at Mozun who was resting on the tree trunk with his hands on the back of his head and his eyes closed.

The Demon Venerable didn't open his eyes, but he seemed to have a telepathic connection with Ling Lian, and when she looked over, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

(End of this chapter)