Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

The chariot of the Hundred Ghosts Hearse is very large, and it is no problem to say that it is a small mobile palace.

Xiao Yan picked up Zhou Zhiruo and walked towards a place not far away.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were still cold, she just looked at Xiao Yan indifferently, and let him hug her.

"Lang Jun seems to care about me very much."

"The evil spirit that invaded your body was injured by the pagoda around the bald donkey's waist?"

"Lang Jun cares about me so much, but he loves me?"

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Yan was momentarily at a loss for words, so he took a big step and crossed two steps.But in the next second, he was stunned, because the person in his arms trembled slightly when he climbed the steps.

"Are you hurt on your back?"

"Why bother me, Mr. Lang, you'll know when you give me medicine later." Zhou Zhiruo frowned slightly, but her eyes and voice were still extremely cold.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, and saw the fine beads of sweat on her forehead during the short steps he picked her up and walked away.

"What a lunatic."

Xiao Yan cursed in a low voice, and there was an extra layer of devilish energy on his wrist, supporting Zhou Zhiruo.

"Lang Jun, is your heart hurting? Then, why not go back to the Holy Sect with me?"

"You still need to recover from your injury."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled, her eyes were no longer cold, only tenderness remained.

After a few breaths, Xiao Yan put Zhou Zhiruo on the soft couch.

However, the moment the two looked at each other, Xiao Yan's expression darkened in an instant.

The eyes are purple, and the evil spirit has entered the meridians.

Evil energy, ghost energy, and devil energy are three different breaths.Those who cultivate evil spirits are mostly monsters, or ghosts transformed by people who died violently; those who cultivate ghost energy are mostly cultivated by ghosts, or people who walk the way of ghosts in human bodies; those who cultivate evil spirits are mostly demons. , or mortals who have fallen into the devil's way and those who cultivate immortals.

Although the three sometimes overlap, those who re-emphasize the Ming sect only practice the way of magic.

Therefore, for Zhou Zhiruo, this evil energy can only be forced out. If it stays in the body for a long time, it will affect the purity of his own evil energy, causing all kinds of harm but no benefit.

But the problem is Zhou Zhiruo's current state, not to mention forcing out the evil spirit, it's a miracle that she hasn't passed out yet.

"I'll help you draw out the evil spirit."

After Xiao Yan finished speaking, he put his big hand on her fragrant shoulder.

With the blood of the demon, as long as he is willing, evil spirits, ghosts, and devils can all be cultivated together without interfering with each other, and they are all the purest spirits.

So what Xiao Yan is doing now is to draw the evil spirit from Zhou Zhiruo to himself.

Zhou Zhiruo felt the evil spirit drawn away by Xiao Yan in her body, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she looked deeply at Xiao Yan, "Are you still cultivating evil spirit?"

"Well, there's no way..."

However, before he finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo caught his words with a chuckle.

"Lang Jun wants to say that there is no way for a casual cultivator to practice Taoism."

Xiao Yan: ￣□￣｜｜

But without waiting for Xiao Yan to refute, suddenly a jade hand was held on top of his big hand, and the jade hand suddenly exerted force, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, it directly pulled him to sit on the soft bed.

Four eyes facing each other.

Xiao Yan looked at Zhou Zhiruo, whose eyes were reddish and full of tenderness, and only her seductive red lips remained in her eyes.

"Fairy, in fact, I have another way to draw out the evil spirit in your body."

"I just don't know if the fairy is willing to give it a try."

"But the technique of crossing the breath like a mortal?"

"It's almost the same, but there are still some differences."

After Xiao Yan finished speaking, seeing Zhou Zhiruo's small mouth slightly opened to say something more, he quickly posted it.

Break through the gates of the city, attack the city and occupy the land until it is completely occupied.

Then wander in the streets and alleys under the light rain, wandering constantly.

Different from Zhou Zhiruo's appearance, this city is warm, soft and soft.

Thick vermilion Yandan lips, yellow kiss brilliant red.

The crimson lips gradually became lighter, and the cloud steps turned sluggish.

Half an hour later, the evil energy in Zhou Zhiruo's body was completely absorbed by Xiao Yan, and he couldn't attract any more.

Zhou Zhiruo leaned on the edge of the collapse with one hand, leaned sideways, with a pair of long legs slanted outwards, and moved up and down inside Xiao Yan's side, panting slightly, and looked at him with watery eyes.

Suddenly, his lips parted slightly, "Yan Xiao, give this fairy medicine."

Xiao Yan nodded, and took off his long gown first.

"I asked you to apply medicine to me, so why did you take off your long gown?" Zhou Zhiruo asked with interest.

Xiao Yan shrugged, but the movements of his hands were still not slow.

"The fairy is on the side, and there is an evil fire in the bottom of my heart, which is a little hot."

"So undress to dissipate heat."

"Heh, let's apply medicine to Fairy Ben first."

"it is good."

After saying that, Xiao Yan moved closer to Zhou Zhiruo.

The big hand landed on the collar of her neck in a numb manner, and in an instant, a faint devilish energy slid in along the skin of the collar.

Zhou Zhiruo had an injury on her body, if she pulled off her dress directly, the wound would be pulled.

Xiao Yan's demonic energy is to separate the wound from the dress.

Suddenly, he realized one thing.

That is--

His magic energy is an extension of his sense of touch, even more acute.

I feel that after crossing the tall mountain, I enter a short plain, but after that plain, I come to a valley.

Xiao Yan stopped here.

Slowly, Zhou Zhiruo's dress was untied.

Some places must be explored with the right things, otherwise it is sacrilege.

And they didn't expect that it took nine days to recuperate.

.................................

Minhai City, Minhai Building.

Today is already the ninth day that Guili has been waiting for Zhou Zhiruo in Minhai Tower.

If it weren't for the contract imprint on his body, he might go crazy.

But now he couldn't wait any longer.

Because of new news from Chongmingzong, Zhou Zhiruo had to go back now.

However, the moment he walked out of the gate of Minhai Tower, he ran into Xiao Yan and Zhou Zhiruo who had just rushed back.

Guili was overjoyed immediately, but when he wanted to report the news to Zhou Zhiruo, he was stunned for an instant.

Because he suddenly felt that his young lady seemed more beautiful than before.

Suddenly stood there and giggled.

However, what he didn't know was that the faces of Xiao Yan and Zhou Zhiruo had darkened the first time they saw him.

In the end, it was Zhou Zhiruo who interrupted his smirk.

"But there's news from the Holy One?"

Guili: "!!!"

"Miss Jin, yes!"

Zhou Zhiruo's expression darkened when she heard the words. She remembered what Xiao Yan said in his diary that news of the old demon's death would come from the sect today.

She was lucky at first, even if she just saw Guili who was in a hurry, she still had a little luck.

But now I heard Guili admit it.

Then you can only give it a go.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Xiao Yan, then at Guili at last, and walked into the Minhai Building first, "Call me upstairs."

"Yes."