The villain is a vixen

Chapter 393 The Demon Venerable Is My Apprentice
"Soon, you'll never find a living person again."

"At that time, even if you still look like you don't care about me, you won't be able to say a word to other people!"

"You only have me, only me..."

Yun Mo originally wanted to stimulate Tang Hulu, but in the end, he was the one who looked crazy, and he was the one who spoke crazy.

Tang Gourd looked calm, even with disdain in his eyes.

She never looked back, and didn't even bother to give Yun Mo a response.

[Wicked person value +200]

"You don't want to talk to me, do you?" Yun Mo took a deep breath, and he pointed to the peach blossom forest outside the window, "If you ignore me for an hour, I will destroy a peach blossom forest. Stop with that look at your feet!!!”

[Wicked person value +100]

Tang Hulu finally stood up.

Under Yun Mo's cold, paranoid and crazy eyes, she walked towards him step by step.

Yun Mo lowered his finger pointing out the window bit by bit, his eyes were filled with joy, excitement, and delight because of the man's approach.

He didn't know which sentence made Tangtang change his mind, willing to talk to him, willing to get close to him.

But no matter what the words are, as long as Tangtang still has scruples, he is not afraid.

"You are childish."

Tangtang's brows and eyes were helpless.

Yun Mo pursed his lips stubbornly, and said, "As long as I can keep you here, I can do anything."

Tang Hulu, "Including the retreat?"

"include."

Without the slightest hesitation, Yun Mo blurted out.

After he finished speaking, he didn't show any regret.

It seems that retreating is as simple as eating for him.

It's a pity that Tang Hulu didn't intend to do this.

She just asks.

just asking.

The atmosphere between the two was no longer as stiff as before.

Although Yun Mo's face was still a little gloomy, it was slowly warming up since Tang Hulu said the first sentence.

much better.

"I want to drink peach blossom wine, you know where it is buried."

Tang Gourd said.

She looked at the colorful peach blossoms falling out of the window, but she couldn't bear the leisure and elegance of going outside to play.

Obviously she can do nothing but play now.

Her spiritual power and demon power were restricted, and the only thing she could do now was probably to summon a nine-color deer or something.

Yun Mo took a deep look at her profile for a while, and went out in response.

In just a few seconds, Yun Mo came over with a jar of wine in one hand.

"Just tell me what you want to do in the future."

Yun Mo put the wine jar on the table, he glanced at Tang Hulu, and said, "As long as you don't leave, I can satisfy you."

"Um"

Tang Gourd responded dispensably.

After Yun Mo said this, he no longer brought up this topic.

He could probably guess what Tangtang was thinking - she had nothing else to satisfy except to leave.
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The head was injured, and he was much older.

The wrinkles on his face are more obvious.

As long as he thinks of his wife and his junior sister whose life and death are unknown, the knot between the head's eyebrows will never be untied.

He knew that the devil had taken a fancy to his junior sister, but there was nothing he could do.

It's like being helpless in the face of the death of his wife.

It's like facing the departure of the younger brother.

It's like facing the Qingtang Gate and turning into nothingness overnight...

Such a sect that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years was defeated by him just like that.

The suzerain of the Guangming sect saved the head not because of the so-called sympathy, nor was it the poor empathy summoned by this war.

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