The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

Yaoyao did as she was told. She got up, cleaned the chimney, and left a small gap by the window. Otherwise, the fire would be so big and all the gas inside would be burned out, and the three of them would be poisoned to death.

After cleaning up, she closed all the other doors and windows, and slept in Lou Yueyang's room with Ulan.

Lou Yueyang was lying on the bed, unable to sleep for a long time. She simply recalled the spells she had learned before and went through them in her mind.

The snow is falling heavier and heavier, falling on the eaves with a rustling sound. There are bare trees everywhere on the snowfield. Otherwise, after this heavy snowfall, many branches will be broken by the snow.

Wuchen was dressed in dusty gray light clothes and wore monk shoes. The sound of his voice squeaking on the snow could be heard far away in the silent night.

The nightmare transformed into its original form and ran very fast. Even with such a fast pace, she was left behind.

Wuchen's black eyes darkened and he quickened his pace.

This time, you must not let this witch go back, otherwise Zhong Liyang will think that he is a soft persimmon, and anyone can come and pinch her.

It's a pity that I couldn't catch up with the couple.

Yansheng was so tired that he was breathing heavily. Looking at Wuchen who was about to catch up, he felt anxious and happy.

This monk is so persistent.

But they only chased her. It seemed that the two of them together were not as important as her.

But if he catches her this time, she may not have anything good to eat.

She looked around and thought of an idea.

She slowed down, swayed a few times and fell softly on the snow. Lou Yueyang suddenly appeared at the side and immediately cast a spell to put her into the demon bag.

Wuchen had no doubt that he was there: "Why are you chasing after him?"

Lou Yueyang replied: "I was afraid that you would suffer a loss, so I hurriedly caught up with you."

Seeing that her face was flushed, Wuchen couldn't help but worry: "Your injury is not healed yet, go back quickly, and I will see if I can catch up with the two of them."

After saying that, he was about to leave. Lou Yueyang held his hand and said, "Let's go back together. I'm a little scared by myself."

Wuchen was slightly stunned: "Is there anything else you're afraid of?"

Lou Yueyang sighed softly: "Oh, I was in a hurry just now, and I broke out in a sweat while running, and now it's cold again."

Wuchen frowned and looked at her: "Don't you know how to shrink to an inch? Go back and rest quickly."

His tone was unquestionable, but Lou Yueyang didn't move at all. She covered her chest and coughed twice: "The injury is starting to hurt again. Did you touch it to open it?"

As she said that, she took Wuchen's hand and put it on her chest.

Wuchen hurriedly pulled out: "What's wrong with you?"

Lou Yueyang looked at him with a smile, but said nothing. His eyes were as yellow as amber.

Wuchen thought for a moment and realized that he had fallen into the trap of Yan Sheng. He shook his Zen staff on the ground: "Witch, who gave you the courage to tease me?!"

Yansheng turned into her own appearance, wearing a revealing apricot-colored clothes, which was incompatible with the ice and snow. She was no longer afraid of Wuchen at this moment, and stayed very close to him: "Finally I found it..."

Her cool breath blew against Wuchen's ears, making Wuchen's back straighten.

Wuchen reached out and wanted to take her in directly, but found that he could no longer move.

This enchantress cast a witchcraft at some point, but he didn't notice it at all.

Seeing Yan Sheng transform into Lou Yueyang again, he felt angry.

He was pecked in the eye when he was hunting geese all day long. It was because he was careless.

His face was cold and he frowned, thinking about what to do now.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and it was like there was a furnace on his body. The snowflakes fell on his head and melted in an instant.

Yansheng saw all this in her eyes, she transformed into Lou Yueyang, unbuttoned her clothes, and pressed close to his body: "Master, I'm so cold, you Buddhists are so compassionate, please warm me up... "

Wuchen's face turned red, and he suddenly remembered that when he and Yansheng first met, she was like this, wild and unrestrained, without any restraint or self-respect that a woman should have.

His thin lips moved and he kept reciting the Jingxin Sutra.

The nightmare moved its hands up and down his body.

Wuchen frowned tightly, feeling extremely irritable even while reciting the sutra.

Her hair flicked against his face, making him more and more restless, and even the falling snow on his body made him feel itchy.

After a long time, her spell began to show signs of loosening. He continued to chant sutras calmly, hoping to hit it with one blow later and completely subdue this wandering dream tapir.

Unexpectedly, Yan Sheng also noticed it. She turned into her own appearance again and stopped to adjust her clothes: "Master, there is not enough opportunity today. Another day, I will let you taste what it means -"

She leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Bliss on earth."

Wuchen's face turned red even more intensely, and he felt like there was a fire in his chest that was about to burst out.

The moment he took action after releasing her spell, the nightmare turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

This time he returned without success, so he returned with a sullen expression.

Lou Yueyang's ears were very good. She opened her eyes after hearing the noise. She carefully identified the sound and knew that Wuchen probably returned empty-handed, so she didn't go out.

After Yansheng returned to Floating Snow Palace, the sky was getting brighter and the lotus leaves were covered with a slight golden edge.

Yongzhu and Xianpo were delayed for some reason, so they haven't come back yet.

Zhong Liyang was sitting on a recliner, listening quietly to the report of the nightmare. The faint morning light fell on his eyebrows, casting faint shadows on both sides of his cheeks.

He was in a good mood when he learned that Yong Zhu and Xian Po were rescued by her by mistake: "You did a good job. When they come back, I will let them go back to Kunlun Mountain to recuperate."

Although they were not seriously injured, it was of no use for them to stay here. It was better to go back temporarily and come back when they were useful.

"How did you escape from him later?" He was a little curious. Yan Sheng was very capable of killing people and devouring souls.

But that was only for ordinary people, top masters like Wuchen, she was really no match.

Yansheng's smile faltered, and he glanced at Zhong Liyang with a deep look, and said, "It's nothing, I just cast an illusion. He accidentally got hit and I ran back."

Zhong Liyang nodded, not suspicious.

"You have worked hard during this period. Go back and have a good rest. I will ask Lin Xing to find you if I need anything."

Seeing that Zhong Liyang didn't ask her how she left Luohen Realm, Yan Sheng couldn't help but feel happy.

When he was about to retreat, Lin Xing hurried over and handed a letter to Zhong Liyang: "Sir, an arrow was shot in the cave of Shenshan Mountain. I saw that the letter was signed Wuchen."

Zhong Liyang frowned, not knowing what Wuchen was going to say to him at this time. He took the letter and read it.

Yan Sheng also came to the side.

"Zhong Liyang, if Meng Tapir hadn't transformed into Lou Yueyang to seduce me, she would not have been able to escape from Luohen Realm today."

Yansheng: "!!!"

Lin Xing didn't know what was in the letter, but he saw that there was something behind the note: "Sir, there are words behind it."