The crazy boss took me to win in the world of cultivating immortals

Ning Moqing's hand was held tightly by Ye Chen. Maybe it was because the temperature in her palm was a little high, or maybe it was because the two of them were relatively close.

In short, for the first time, Ning Moqing began to have some unrealistic thoughts in her mind.

I have to say that there are too many and too easy ways for handsome men to seduce people.

Just the fact that that face is closer to you, winks at you, and smiles at you is probably not something that many can tolerate.

The more Ning Moqing thought about it, the more confused her mind became, until Ye Chen led her into a certain room in the main city——

From the moment he opened the door and entered, the temperature around him suddenly dropped to the extreme.

Ning Moqing, whose cheeks started to turn slightly red due to her random thoughts, was instantly brought back to her senses by a gust of cold wind.

She felt as if she had arrived at the South Pole from Hainan all at once, and her whole body was so cold that she couldn't stop shivering.

When he looked up again, he found that the entire room was covered in ice.

At the main seat, there was a person lying on the desk. Her long snow-white hair was scattered randomly, and it was unclear what her face looked like, and whether she was dead or alive.

Ye Chen stopped, and Ning Moqing also stopped. Because it was too cold, he shivered and asked, "Master, is he, is he He Lan?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the wind and snow rising up from nowhere around her, as sharp as a knife, blowing straight towards them.

Ye Chen quickly pulled Ning Moqing into his arms, raised his two fingers together, and the defensive barrier around him suddenly rose, blocking the fierce attack.

The wind and snow were raging, and even though Ning Moqing was standing in the barrier in the dark night, she could still hear the fierce sound of the snow blades hitting the barrier wall.

She had no idea what was happening, and could only watch dumbfounded as the wind and snow outside the barrier became more and more fierce.

At this time, it was clear that the wind and snow were so heavy that she could hardly see anything. But somewhere in the dark, I seemed to hear someone calling my name.

Ning Moqing pinched her ears uncertainly and looked carefully in the direction of the sound. She saw that the person lying on the desk seemed to have raised his head?

She was surprised to find that the man's pupils were also white. This visual conflict made her gasp in fright. At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Don't look into his eyes!"

Ning Moqing heard it, but it was too late.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and within a few seconds, she fell into coma.

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When she opened her eyes again, Ning Moqing found herself on a small boat.

The familiar plot made her think that she was wearing her clothes again?

After taking a closer look, I realized that it was not the same boat.

Moreover, she was the only one on the boat.

Surrounded by water, Ning Moqing didn't understand why she was here? He quickly looked around.

Ye Shen was not there, but someone could be vaguely seen on the shore not far away.

She quickly waved to those people for help, but no one answered her.

have to! I know magic, I don’t ask for help!

Ning Moqing thought confidently, and immediately recited the art of sword control silently.

She is now in the foundation building stage, and she has been practicing with Li Ban and Beiliang for a long time in Xuanming Palace, and she is already able to control her own spiritual energy very well.

However, after reading it for a long time, she found that it had no effect at all.

She even found to her despair that there was no spiritual energy or demonic energy left in her body.

As if this body is not hers?

But now, Ning Moqing could only float along the current.

She didn't understand that she was clearly standing with Ye Chen. I just looked at the white-haired man lying on the desk. Why did I end up here when I opened my eyes?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but curse.

After cursing for a few times and running out of energy, he could only sit back and hold his deflated stomach in a daze.

"Hey, are you done scolding me now?"

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in her ears.

Ning Moqing looked up and found a man standing on the bow of the ship. At this moment, he was squatting there, staring at her with a smile on his face.

The man has white hair and a feathery coat, and has an extraordinary temperament. A touch of red hair tied into a high ponytail on the top of her head, her gray eyelashes were fluttering, and her eyes showed a calm attitude that looked down upon everything.

He appeared silently, but like a savior, Ning Moqing suddenly saw hope.

"Who are you? Can you save me?"

"Why should I save you?"

The man answered simply and cruelly told Ning Moqing a fact.

"You are not the first girl I have seen who is about to be sacrificed. I ignored the previous ones. It was only when I heard you scolding loudly that I wanted to come over and see what kind of shrewd girl you are. That’s all.”

sacrifice?

Why am I being sacrificed?

Ning Moqing was so confused that she couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

She subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab the only life-saving straw in front of her, but the other person quickly avoided it, not giving her a chance to touch it.

The man was able to walk on the water with his toes on the water. He waved his wide sleeves, glared at Ning Moqing and said, "This is a robe sewn stitch by stitch with black gold thread. It took several months to get to me. Look at this pattern, It’s so lifelike, but don’t touch it with your dirty hands!”

Ning Moqing ignored his ridicule, and an idea flashed in her mind, and she immediately said: "I don't think this embroiderer is that good? He's not even one-tenth as good as me."

Hearing this, the man glanced at her dubiously. Seeing Ning Moqing's confident expression, she couldn't help but have doubts about herself.

"Isn't it possible? This dress of mine was made by the first owner of the Mingluo Tailor Shop in the Demon Realm. Since his death, the number of disciples he has brought out has become worse with each generation."

"It is said that all of your Majesty's clothes are made by his family. I have seen them several times and there is no way to compare them with mine."

Mingluo Tailor Shop?

Ning Moqing heard the important point, and thoughts were flying in her mind.

Weren't all the people inside killed by Ye Chen?

And the current shop owner is me! ?

What timeline is it now?

The water flow began to become faster, and Ning Moqing could clearly feel that there was probably some disaster waiting for her ahead, and she felt a little anxious.

The man could tell what she was thinking at a glance, and kindly explained to her: "Ah, there is a whirlpool ahead. Just your little broken boat was sucked into it, and there was basically no body left. The first few girls who were sacrificed were all Die there."

The man was like a peacock in full bloom, dazzling in front of Ning Moqing.

Ning Moqing saw that he had no intention of saving her at all, so she simply broke the pot and said, "Are you done? Get out of here as soon as you're done."

"Does this tattered dress show you off? I'm going to die anyway. I'm not afraid to tell you that the patterns I show off with my feet are much more exquisite than this rag you are wearing."

"A frog in a well is a frog in a well. He is always immersed in his own world and never knows that there is someone outside the world."

"Even if I die with no bones left, I won't give you a stitch or a stitch! Just continue to show off in your rags, you idiot!"