After I die, the villain turns black again

Chapter 397 Immortal Cultivation?Repair magic?
But Shen Shisan was not afraid, his spiritual sense had already swept outside, and standing outside was a woman without a trace of aura.

This woman is also extremely beautiful.

His throat rolled, and as soon as he thought about it, the door opened automatically.

A woman in black appeared in his eyes without any cover.

"I'm called the third lady, and I live in the yard behind this inn. I come to bother you late at night, and I want to take the liberty to ask my husband if he needs relief?"

The gentle and gentle voice is like the melodious cry of a bird, three times, one up and three times, just listening to it makes people's bones go numb.

Shen Shisan waved to Yange: "Come here!"

The strong in the world of cultivating immortals are respected. He knows that his force is strong enough. Even if the woman in front of him has something small, Shen Shisan is not afraid. Protruded.

Yan Ge raised his head slightly, and smiled timidly at Shen Shisan.

With a swaying smile, the room is full of brilliance,

Yan Ge slowly dragged his shoes, and walked towards the man with bare feet, Shen Shisan's eyes then fell on Yan Ge's feet.

Those were a pair of beautiful little feet that seemed to have been carefully carved. The ten toes were round and jade-like, and the feet were beautiful and upturned. He really wanted to hold these little feet in his hands and play with them.

Before Yan Ge could approach, he couldn't wait to pounce on it.

However, before his body got close to Yange, his eyes suddenly stared at Yange as if he had lost his spirit.

Yan Ge stretched out his hand, and placed his weak and boneless hand on the man's face. Shen Shisan's face slowly shrank and withered as if it had been sucked dry.

Probably in extreme pain, Shen Shisan let out a low roar from his throat, struggling with his hands and feet, trying to escape from Yan Ge's restraint.

Yan Ge turned a blind eye to his struggle.

As Shen Shisan withered and shrank, Yan Ge closed his eyes, as if in meditation.

Time passed little by little, and the black demonic energy wrapped in Shen Shisan's anger was pulled away from his body and wrapped around Yange's body.

After a while, Yan Ge opened her eyes, and with a wave of her hand, Shen Shisan in front of her eyes turned into powder and scattered.

This Shen Shisan is as heinous as the man said. Yan Ge is currently practicing a special technique, using the evil thoughts of the treacherous and evil as nourishment to strengthen his own devilish energy.

This way of cultivating demons can be regarded as a shortcut, but the shortcut also has sequelae, that is, this way is the easiest way to lose yourself.

Therefore, ordinary people will definitely lose themselves completely because of these evil thoughts after practicing cultivation, and together with those evil thoughts, they will become cruel and murderous demons.

But Yan Ge is not an ordinary person. Although this sequelae is a bit scary, she is confident that she can overcome it.

As soon as he left the inn, he saw the man holding a red paper umbrella not far away.

Even though the man was beautiful, he appeared on the street with almost no people in the middle of the night, and the red umbrella on his head was so bright, it seemed impossible for people not to treat him like a ghost.

This time, he didn't reach out to Yange as usual.

Instead, he raised the umbrella slightly and stared at Yange calmly.

Yan Ge also stood at the door of the inn without moving.

The four eyes are facing each other, and each other has a gaze that seems to have no emotion, so even if the eyes are intertwined, even if he and she are looking at each other so fixedly, they still can't find any clues on each other.

After a long time, the man reached out to her as usual: "Lady, come here!"

(End of this chapter)