Quick time travel villain breeding manual

Chapter 42 Demon Lord, I will rob money but not sex (2)

Chu Ge sat on the bed, looked at Gu Jinghong's face, and said sincerely: "It's dangerous for boys to go out, especially a good-looking boy like you."

Gu Jinghong remained silent, ignored Chu Ge, and turned his head away from her.

Chu Ge wanted to tease Gu Jinghong, and poked his face with his slender fingers, as if poking an angry puffer fish.

once, twice...

Well, a little childish, and a little cute.

When he was in the East Palace, Chu Ge thought about rubbing Qin Mobai's cheeks, but he never thought that his wish would come true now.

She didn't notice for a moment, and smiled softly.

Gu Jinghong turned his head to look at Chu Ge, with a cold ice knife in his eyes.

Chu Ge restrained his smile, sat upright, and said, "Don't worry, Mozun, the poison on your body will be completely removed in two days, and our Wuwei Sect will definitely send you back to the Devil's Cult."

Gu Jinghong snorted coldly, his complexion softened a lot, and his face became more and more jade-like, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

After staying for an hour, Chu Ge left the dungeon. Liushang prepared a good bed for Gu Jinghong in order to "do business". The dungeon of the Wuwei Sect is ventilated and cleaned regularly. The dungeon environment is good, and there is no need to change places. .

Besides, there are several bamboo buildings in total, and there is no room for him to live in at all...

Chu Ge came out of the dungeon, and the heavy door followed her footsteps.

Liu Shang leaned against the tree, slanted against it, and the red dress was so beautiful that it seemed like a flower in the water.

As a man, his facial features are too feminine, but his figure is extremely fit. Under the thin shirt, the protruding muscles can be seen faintly, with clear texture and a sense of strength.

Such contradictory traits are gathered in him alone, but he doesn't feel that it is inconsistent, and there is a feeling that it should be so.

Chu Ge walked over, squatted on the ground, and patted the grass next to him.

Liu Shang also sat down.

Liu Shang said: "The head is finished so quickly? If I were to talk to him, I could mess with him for three days and three nights."

The system made a sound of [Wuhu] in Chu Ge's mind.

Chu Ge's eyes widened, he couldn't catch his breath, and coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough! How can the Devil's Cult be offended by our small sect? I'm not, I don't have one."

Liu Shang said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, head, the members of the Devil's Cult think that it was Master Yideng who did it, and they won't suspect us."

The leaves rustled in the wind, Chu Ge looked up at the leaves above his head, and asked, "How do you say that?"

Liu Shang grabbed a piece of grass from the grass, held it in his mouth, and said to Chu Ge: "Gu Jinghong had a fight with Master Yideng, and both fell into a deep coma. Picked it up. When everyone in the rivers and lakes is looking for him to avenge Master Yideng, the price is high, and if we sell him, it will not be a big profit."

Chu Ge patted Liu Shang on the shoulder and said, "The mouth is on Gu Jinghong's body. It still doesn't know who offended him. As long as he says we did it, do you think the Demon Cult can let us go? This bounty is not worth it." of."

Liu Shang suddenly realized, and then seemed to have made up some kind of determination: "The leader is right, the bounty must be rejected, let's rape first and then kill, and then go anonymously to receive the bounty."

Chu Ge immediately knocked a stir-fried chestnut on Liu Shang's head, and said quietly: "Are there any other things in your brain except some yellow fertilizer?"

Liu Shang shook his head seriously, and then said: "No, there is still money to be made." His words were sincere and he vowed firmly.

Chu Ge rubbed his chin with his fingers, thinking of himself as the poorest member of the sect, he had mixed feelings for a while;

She asked: "Is the Devil's Cult richer than those famous and decent sects?"

Liu Shang glanced at Chu Ge, took a breath, and said, "Sect Leader is worthy of being the Sect Leader... We might as well be that fool and sell the news to the Demon Cult, so that we can collect two shares of money."

Chu Ge thinks it makes sense, but this matter must not be done by Liu Shang who has already drawn hatred in front of Gu Jinghong once.

Thinking about it, Chu Ge didn't sit still, and immediately stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body, and got up to find a helper.

Most of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect spend their time on the rivers and lakes, traveling from south to north, whether there is traffic, and making money is the top priority, so only a few people will go up the mountain from time to time to have a look.

At this time, there are only Chu Ge and Liu Shang on Wuwei Mountain, and there are three masters who return to the sect for a stroll, Lianhuan Jian Yunyong, Seven Killing Fist, Hate Born, Absolutely Blood Shadow.

Everyone in the arena has to leave a famous name. Although the Wuwei faction is not good at martial arts...but the name is still very personal, at least it sounds quite bluffing.

Jiang Wan's nickname in Jianghu is not only the head of Wannian Crane Tail, but also another nickname, Bonebreaker.

There are only five moves in total, the first four moves are fighting techniques, the first move is "spring breeze", the second move is "summer scorching", the third move is "autumn high air", and the fourth move is "winter cold ground". ", the last move is Yujianshu, which is called "Vientiane Renewal".These five moves are sword control techniques, without a sword, let alone practice the fifth move.

In the five years of Jiang Wan's experience outside, she never hurt anyone's life. In the decisive battle of life and death, she just broke a bone. Therefore, people in Jianghu gave her a nickname, "Bonebreaker".

But later it was rumored that every time Jiang Wan met a person, he would break a bone, so she escaped into the shadow of the mountain forest and never saw anyone again.

When Chu Ge received this setting, he just wanted to light a candle.

"System, are you sure that the role assigned to me is just a young man?"

【Master, your character is already dead in the original story line, and you have forced the Demon Lord to go mad.In the later stage of the war between immortals and demons, you did not even participate. 】

At this time, the sun was high and the air was a bit roasted. Chu Ge took a basket and came to the edge of a small stream, caught some fish, picked some wild fruits and vegetables along the way Then I went back to the bamboo building.

Two steamed, two braised, one soup, stir-fried wild vegetables and millet, steamed rice, it is lunch.

The group of five happily ate lunch together, completely forgetting that Gu Jinghong didn't eat.

Xue Ying said: "Sect Leader, I think we can set fire to the mountain gate tonight, and then you will take the Demon Venerable and run away, sell him to a decent sect, and then push the matter of setting fire to the mountain to the Demon Cult. It can also increase the popularity of our Wuwei faction with the leader."

As he spoke, he happily took out a pack of explosives from his arms.

Chu Ge is a little skeptical now that they are the real Demon Cult... They have a set of tricks.

Yun Yong is a gentle swordsman. He waved a folding fan made of Tianshan silk, and said: "No, Wuwei Mountain is small, but it is also the foundation of our Wuwei sect. It is absolutely unacceptable to set fire to the mountain. According to the shadow, the ancestors of our sect may be so angry that we will jump out of their graves."

"Hey, Yun Yong, are you against me? You just burned down a few houses, and you can just fix them later. I don't believe you can still make our ancestors angry."

Seeing that the two of them were about to strike, one drew a sword and the other spread a fan, and beside him was Liu Shang who was not too serious to watch the excitement...

Chu Ge frowned in distress, and said, "Hate is born, you are older, and you have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, what do you think?"

Hen Tian was in his forties, with a ridiculous pig-headed mask on his face, and his voice was broken like a gong, but he had a very good temper and a very good personality.

Hen Tiansheng smiled and said: "It's not difficult to create a scene of setting fire to the mountain without actually setting fire..."

The four looked at Hen Tiansheng in unison, and listened to him continue talking.

(End of this chapter)