Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 270 The Upright Young Man Qingzhu 31
Wu Xiuzhu came all the way along with these righteous people.

It's just that the people of the Devil's Cult are really cunning.

Unexpectedly, without making a sound, they dispersed the few of them.

At this time, he was the only one left.

Wu Xiuzhu walked silently.

The misty mist gradually disappeared, and the front became clearer.

A magnificent building appeared in front of him.

There was no guard around.

He frowned, is the defense in this Demon Cult so weak...

There were bursts of laughter around the ears, which seemed very erosive...

It’s the artificial laughter of men…

Wu Xiuzhu's ears moved slightly, and there was a sound that was somewhat familiar to him.

He pursed his lips and reached out to push the door open.

Then the scene in front of him hit his eyeballs.

There was a woman leaning lazily on a high position, her head slightly lowered, her black hair scattered randomly.

The woman was surrounded by men.

And this woman is like a queen, very lazy and casual,

Only those men really knelt on the ground lowly.

Coupled with the thin gauze clothes of these men, they can't hide their bodies at all.

It made this scene extremely erosive.

Perhaps it was his coming in that interrupted the interest of the people inside, and everyone inside fell silent.

The man holding the woman's bare feet turned his head and looked over. Wu Xiuzhu was taken aback for a moment by his beautiful face.

He was a little confused.

Why does a man with such a face hold the foot of that woman whose face cannot be seen clearly?

Even though the feet are as white as jade, as if they were carved, but this is not the reason for this man to be so lowly.

Wu Xiuzhu's face turned cold. He had already concluded that the person above was a witch, and the man below must have been coerced!

"Sorceress!" Wu Xiuzhu yelled, and the cold voice immediately made the whole space quiet.

Then he saw the woman he thought was the "witch" slowly raised her head.

One head of black hair hangs down from the other side, revealing a fair face.

Wu Xiuzhu was stunned, he stared blankly at the exposed face, and said incredulously, "It's...it's you..."

Wen Chun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised in his heart, how did the other party get here all the way...

But he didn't show it on his face, he only showed a smile and said slowly: "Wu Xiuzhu..."

As he spoke, he reached out to the young man who was waiting beside him, and took the golden-winged fan handed over by the young man beside him.

"Why are you here..." The voice was lazy, with a slightly hoarse voice, but it was unexpectedly provocative.

The other party seemed to know nothing, just greeted him lazily...

But he couldn't be as calm as the other party.

"Why are you here!"

When Wen Chun heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile that was not a smile, and he lifted his toes slightly upwards, stepped on the young man who was holding his feet, and said casually: "This is my home."

The eyes turned, and the red light flashed through the eyes, with a smile: "Where is this seat if it is not here?"

Wu Xiuzhu's eyes dimmed following Wen Chun's movements, he should be angry...

He should be angry, angry that the other party lied to him.

Angry that the other party is a member of the Demon Cult.

Angry that the other party is obviously a woman but lied to him.

But even more angry.

He was cheated so miserably, what he wanted even more was to kill the man who could touch the other person's toes intimately!
His heart turned out to be more jealous than angry...

"You lied to me..." Wu Xiuzhu forced himself to look away from the white jade-like toes to the opponent's face.

"Ah~" Wen Chun smiled, unfolded the fan, covering the mouth and nose, leaving only the crooked eyes, "I have never told you that I am not~"

"Who are you..." Wu Xiuzhu still asked, even though he already had some bad guesses in his heart.

"Isn't that obvious enough..."

"I want you to tell me in person." Wu Xiuzhu looked at Wen Chun persistently.

Wen Chun retracted her legs, sat up straight, and stepped on the big red carpet with her bare toes: "I am the leader of the Holy Light Cult."

"Ah..." Wen Chun thought for a while and said again, "It's also what you call the Devil's Cult."

"The leader of the Demon Cult is me."

The lazy voice just came out of Wen Chun's mouth so casually.

This voice was as arrogant and proud as its owner, who didn't bother to explain.

He should be angry, but now his anger is only on the other party's bare toes.

For a moment, he actually complained about how the man who originally held the opponent's feet could let the opponent step on the carpet so casually!
Such delicate toes naturally have to be noble and luxurious.

"Then," Wen Chun tilted his head, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Let me think about it, what about the famous Lord Qingzhu..."

Wen Chun didn't expect what Wu Xiuzhu was thinking, only that the other party was very angry.

Originally, Wu Xiuzhu was cold, noble and unattainable.

At this time and on weekdays, it's just that the temperament around him is a little bit colder.

So, Wen Chun didn't think about anything else.

Wu Xiuzhu's eyes were dim and his expression was incomprehensible. He remembered it when the other party reminded him.

Wen Chun looked at the other party who had been silent, but she thought of teasing: "Why didn't you say anything?"

Then pretending to be stunned, the red lips curled up in a cool arc, and said: "Could it be Mr. Qingzhu, you can't do it."

The voice was a little mocking.

Of course, Wen Chun's words were purely disgusting to the other party.

But Ling Wenchun didn't expect it to be.

The other party had a cold face, then nodded.

Looking at her, he said calmly, "Yes."

The voice is cold, just like the other person.

Cool but aboveboard.

Wen Chun was taken aback for a moment: "Are you crazy, good and evil have always been incompatible!"

"En." Wu Xiuzhu pursed his lips, then nodded, "Yes."

As soon as Wen Chun heard this, he slowly relaxed, feeling that the other party was normal again.

"So, are you going to kill me?"

Wu Xiuzhu frowned, his beautiful lips parted slightly: "No."

"Then what are you going to do?" Wen Chun was a little confused.

"Are you willing to correct my evil ways with me?" Wu Xiuzhu said calmly.

The calmness on his face was as if he hadn't said anything shocking just now.

Wen Chun was surprised by the other party on the spot.

After a while, he blinked and laughed a few times.

Then stopped laughing, looked at Wu Xiuzhu with sharp eyes, and said with a gloomy voice, "Do you think this is possible!"

"Even if I am willing to change my ways, is it possible for you righteous people to let me go?"

Wu Xiuzhu's eyes lit up slightly, his fingers hanging in his sleeves were clenched slightly, and his voice was as usual: "I can assure you, you will be fine..."

(End of this chapter)