After Crossing, My Modifier Disappeared

My senses seem to be infinitely magnified.

Shi Yan could smell the desire hidden in the heart of these confidential figures of Qinglian Sword Sect on the platform.

Some people practice swords for kendo.

She looked at the old man with fluttering white beard.

Some people practice sword because they don't want to die.

She looked at Long Taojia.

Some people practice swords for the sword spirit.

Shi Yan looked at the dignified and dignified Peak Master next door.

Alas...

People can't, at least they shouldn't.

And some people... Shi Yan looked at Qin Suhuai.

A sword heart is bright, but unfortunately...it reflects a figure that should not be reflected in that sword heart.

Shi Yan stretched out his hand.

She could even feel that she was looking down on the earth from the boundless sky.

This world... this world of mortals is so small and magnificent.

Is this how it feels to look at the world with a womb mandala?

Shi Yan raised his head, as if he wanted to meet his gaze.

From that angle of view, only myself is filled with the desire of Chiguoguo, filled with a color that seems to be different from this world of mortals.

In front of Master Yan——

The young girl Tianmo stretched out her hand in disbelief, and she subconsciously touched her neck.

There... seems to be tied with invisible chains.

how...

how come...

I don't understand the womb mandala.

why! ?

It's not Shi Yan who becomes the devil's servant, but... himself?

262 Time is a lesson, heaven and earth are proofs, you are my pet [4 more [-]K]

Let the little girl Tianmo stretch out her little hand to make gestures and strokes, and she feels so wronged that she will cry out in the next second.

Shi Yan has not yet woken up from the perspective that seems to be overlooking the world of mortals.

It wasn't until this moment that Shi Yan fully affirmed the identity of the Taizang Mandala in his heart.

She is indeed a celestial demon.

And...he is one of the best existences even among the Heavenly Demons outside the Huai Dynasty.

The lord of the Great Freedom, the womb mandala of the Happy Heaven.

Shi Yan stood up slowly.

"Master Yan, you!!!" Taizang Mandala felt aggrieved, wishing to bite directly on Shi Yan's wrist.

But... Facing Shi Yan's outstretched hand.

Driven and restricted by the "magic deed", girls' aggressive movements and small expressions, which were originally aggressive, became even more childish and harmless.

Biting doesn't count.

It looks more like a coquettish little kitten.

It's still the kind of tooth that hasn't grown in yet, so I can only tilt my head sideways and squint my eyes, biting and licking lightly.

Not to mention leaving tooth marks, I can't even feel the pain.

The itch was real.

Shi Yan pulled his wrist away and took the little hand of the Taizang Mandala.

Taizang Mandala could only choke, and reflect miserably on what happened.

Although... she has never signed a contract.

But logically speaking, there should be no reason to make mistakes when signing the contract.

I am the Great Freedom Demon of Heaven Beyond Heaven, a terrifying existence that can overlook the entire world of mortals.

Even the strongest immortal would not dare to go to the outer sky to look directly into his own eyes.

Because as long as I look at myself...even an immortal with a firm heart, he will be instantly occupied by desire, transform into his own shape, and become a puppet dancing lightly in his palm.

They can only prevent their own coming by imposing various restrictions on the world of mortals.

But... I don't understand the womb mandala.

Why did Shi Yan not react at all after he seemed to meet his gaze.

Even... even anti-customer.

He became the active party in the contract and tied the chain around his neck.

Although... it's just the incarnation of the demon.

But for the Taizang Mandala, it is also a road that has never been imagined.

Because of lack of experience, Taizang Mandala didn't even know what to do after signing the wrong contract.

I can only be wronged and pitifully be manipulated by the teacher's words.

But... I don't know why, but it doesn't seem so annoying.

Otherwise, the Taizang Mandala directly chooses to self-destruct, allowing his incarnation to self-destruct, so that he can be reborn in the outer sky, and then wait for the opportunity to come again.

Signal Qin Suhuai and the elders of Qinglian Jianzong to reverse the spell.

Shi Yan led the little Pixiu and the fetal Tibetan mandala into the "Taixu Secret Realm".

The first thing that catches the eye is the huge... little Pixiu statue with his hips akimbo.

Little Pixiu held Shi Yan with one hand, and looked up blankly.

The little horns on the girl's forehead seemed to be shining with a jade-colored shimmer.

"Teacher's words..."

"Huh?" Shi Yan turned his head to look at Xiao Pixiu.

"He's handsome! Isn't he so handsome!" Little Pixiu's focus was completely beyond what Master Yan expected, "I remembered!"

"I specially entrusted sister Yaotai to carve it into this shape!"

"Isn't it very majestic?"

Shi Yan was speechless for a moment.

On the side, the Taizang Mandala was already puffing up like a mouth full of steamed stuffed buns, "No! No! No!"

"Shy shy!"

"Ashamed!"

The little Pixiu then exploded.

She has endured this devilish guy for a long time!

If it wasn't for this guy's relationship with sister Shi Yan, she would have chewed this guy as a snack.

Now... Now dare to speak ill of yourself.

Little Pixiu directly rushed towards the Taizang Mandala.

Grabbed the ponytail of the Taizang Mandala.

The Taizang Mandala was not to be outdone, and directly grabbed the tip of the little Pixiu's tail with his backhand.

If the two little guys hadn't been held by Shi Yan by one hand, they would have rolled into a ball on the ground by now.

"You monster!"

"You stupid ass!"

"I'm a Pixiu, not a donkey!"

"I am a demon, not a demon!"

"You are just jealous that I have Shi Yan's sister hugging me, and there is such a big statue."

"I... my true self is much more handsome than your statue! Hundreds of millions of stardust are just my eyes."

Listening to the words of the Taizang Mandala, Shi Yan recalled the magnificent picture scroll he had seen.

All over the sky and the universe, the stars turned into the appearance of a beautiful woman.

There was only a veil covering her whole body, and she stared at herself charmingly and sensually but coldly.

"Okay..." She wanted to stop these two cute creatures.

The little Pixiu and the fetal Tibetan mandala "scrambled" together, because each was held by a hand by Shi Yan, so the process of the scuffle can be referred to as two standing cats fighting.

Nai Shengsheng's little fist struck out like a lucky cat, and after punching for a long time, it was full of air.

They didn't listen at all.

Shi Yan sighed, "Disobedient people..."

"Thirty lashes for dogma."

The air suddenly froze.

Little Pixiu and Taizang Mandala looked at each other, and deep 'fear' appeared in the eyes of the two cute creatures.