Cultivation card draw NPC

"Welcome to the young master—"

"It's the young master!!"

"Young Master, look at me, Young Master!!"

The handsome men and women in the audience were all dressed up, shouting hoarsely, wishing to climb up the high platform and express their love to the young master.

Calling this scene a blind date may have underestimated Yuan Zeshan, it was obviously a large-scale concubine selection scene.

After all, the old demon lord has been moody and obsessed with refining drugs for many years. On the contrary, he, the young master, has worked hard in the demon realm for many years, led the demon cultivator to a well-off life, built roads and opened businesses, and his reputation is naturally extraordinary.

However, the person involved showed a lack of interest, his face was pale, and his spirit was not in a good mood.

He dressed very casually today, not even as formal as that time in the Star Tower. He was dressed in a bright red robe with a wide open collar, revealing his delicate and thin collarbone. His long hair was scattered behind him, and his blue eyes were like The most precious jadeite in the world, you will fall into it if you stare at it for a while.

Sable Bao'er knew that her master was in a bad mood, so she stood obediently on his right shoulder, cowardly and cute, her dark black fur was neatly combed, and there was a red ribbon on the base of her tail with a bow.

Countless people chanted his name, as if overwhelming mountains and seas, and now it can almost be called the grandest moment of the feast of flowers. The gorgeous and fragrant desert roses flew into the arms of the young master of the Demon Realm one by one, as if they were waiting for him. He suffers from insomnia every night.

"Hey, it's so noisy."

Yuan Zeshan raised his hands and rubbed his temples with a sullen expression.

The uniqueness of the Demon Realm Kung Fu is to control the mind. Whether it is the sound confusion of the Demon Sound Sect, the poisonous poison of the Demon Poison Sect, or the enchanting skills of the Demon Charm Sect, it is not as good as the mind control of the old demon master Yuan Qifeng. , It's like grabbing your brain with a big hand, let alone using the system, it's hard to keep a clear mind.

Yuan Zeshan didn't dare to think about what happened in the illusion for a moment, so he grinned with a violent bloody smell.

If he couldn't beat the old devil, how could he be willing to be inferior to others?

Blind date?What a fart.

Now that he doesn't like anyone, it's best not to mess with him.

Gai Yangyang is recognized as the number one beauty in the Demon Realm, and as the favorite disciple of the Momei Sect Master, it is only natural that he stands at the nearest place in the audience, his eyes are burning, and the more he looks, the more proud he is.

Her makeup is exquisite like an expensive doll, her figure is slim, her heart is pounding like a deer, she can't help but cover her heart.She said silently: Ah... this is her future Taoist companion.

"Why do you feel that the young master's face is not very good today?" the person next to him muttered.

She glanced at that person, and said angrily: "What nonsense, the young master is radiant, wise and powerful, why does he have a bad face?"

"My God! The young master is here! The young master is here!!"

A disciple of Mo Meizong couldn't help crying out.

"Why did Young Master Yuan go to Gai Yangyang's side? She is indeed the number one beauty in the Demon Realm. Does the young master want to bow down under his pomegranate skirt?"

All the men and women in that large area were excited, and they all looked at the lucky one tonight enviously, and speculated about the good things.

"What is the young master planning to do?"

"Who are you looking for?"

"Oh, oh, that's amazing, he must have taken a fancy to Gai Yangyang of our sect!"

Gai Yangyang suddenly became the focus of the crowd, and his brows were filled with joy, but he didn't want to be too exaggerated, pretending to be annoyed: "What are you talking about...Young master, he naturally has his own plans, I..."

The red-clothed young master's eyes were burning, and there was a smile on his lips, which was close in front of his eyes.

"Young master, I—" Gai Yangyang quickly showed his brightest smile.

"Excuse me."

Yuan Zeshan, as if he hadn't seen her dressed up, leaned over lightly, not even touching the corner of her clothes, and the crowd automatically gave way to an empty passage.

Just go.

"Willing... wait, he just left?"

Gai Yangyang suddenly came back to his senses, and turned his head in disbelief.

She considers herself to be the most beautiful woman in the Demon Realm, and she commits crimes based on her beauty. With her outstanding appearance, she is invincible everywhere in the Demon Realm. Even the saintesses are not as good-looking as her, and she kills all directions.

But that strange white-clothed man completely compared her.

The gap between them cannot be described as being different from each other, but completely different, like a bright moon in the sky, a white light appears, eclipsing all the tiny fluorescent lights.

The young master in red looked at the man in white in surprise, his green eyes were astonishingly bright.

"Xiaofeng, why are you here?"

Jiang Qinfeng squeezed the silver mask in his hand, and sighed faintly: "We were attacked by Sha Ruxue on the way to escort Fuxiu. After we separated, I thought you were here, and there was always someone to take care of me."

"only you?"

Of course not alone.

Xie Lingtan definitely couldn't show himself in front of Yuan Zeshan, and now he is hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity.

"The situation was critical at that time, and I was separated from everyone. It was a blessing in disguise, and let me know that I was actually the posthumous son of the sound ghost saint."

Jiang Qinfeng is good at lying. After so many years, he has become very good at lying. No matter from his expression or tone, he can't find any flaws.

This reminded him of the person who deceived himself for the first time after time travel, and also the person who taught him how to deceive.

Seeing that he was suddenly depressed, Yuan Zeshan felt pity and love in his heart, so he quickly comforted him: "Then are you injured?"

"My arm was injured. Sha Ruxue's hands are really ruthless, but there is no serious problem now, so you don't have to worry."

Jiang Qinfeng really didn't mean to win Yuan Zeshan's sympathy on purpose, he just thought that his words would not be credible because of the wounds without real evidence, so he rolled up his sleeves generously, revealing his lotus root-like arms, wrapped in bandages, faintly Fragrance of herbs.

After all, Sha Ruxue was the head of the sect in the Nascent Soul Stage, so if the hammer hit, it would be really bad for a while.

Yuan Zeshan stared at his white arm, pearl-like white tender skin, could not help dreaming, half-coughed a few times, and said in a low voice: "The only one who can mobilize someone like Sha Ruxue without anyone knowing it, apart from me and Yuan Qifeng, is Mo Wan. string together."

"Mo Wanwan?"

"She doubts you very much and is wary of you. Isn't that why she doesn't speak up when we pull the magic group?"

Jiang Qinfeng nodded, he knew from the beginning that Mo Wanwan didn't trust him, and Cui Xialie was just a pawn to deal with himself and Xie Lingtan to the little witch.

Not only did he not find it strange, but he thought that Yuan Zeshan, who had never suspected him until now, was the one who really confused people.

What does Yuan Zeshan believe in himself?

Uh...is she charismatic?

"What are you thinking about?" Yuan Zeshan asked with a smile.

He was suddenly very close to Jiang Qinfeng, and his breath blew on his earlobe, which suddenly became very ambiguous.

"I'm thinking about Mo Wanwan? We have any misunderstandings, so we can explain it openly and honestly. Anyway, they are here." Jiang Qinfeng moved a little away from him.

"Just now Yuan Qifeng ordered her to do something, and she will come over later."

Jiang Qinfeng wanted to hear what Mo Wanwan had to say, so he waited silently.

"I..." Yuan Zeshan wanted to speak again.

"Young master, you have been talking to this young master for so long, but you still don't look at Yangyang? Today, Yangyang has been dressing up for you for a long time."

Gai Yangyang made a soft voice, twisted his watery waist, and approached behind Yuan Zeshan.

Yuan Zeshan looked at this woman unhappily.

Gai Yangyang judged from the clothes on Jiang Qinfeng's body that this was the masked man who was against him in the alley. He was so young and beautiful, not only intimate with the man in black in the alley, but also came to seduce her young master——

Male vixen!

"Young master, the origin of this person is unknown, I just saw it in the alley..."

Jiang Qinfeng immediately interrupted her: "Yuan Zeshan, who is she? Why is she so rude?"

Yuan Zeshan thought that the other party was jealous of him, so not only was he not angry, but his heart was sweet.

The little boy looks so cute.

"Gai Yangyang, I only gave you some face for your master's sake, don't embarrass yourself in front of Xiaofeng anymore, hurry up and leave."

"I don't know where this person came from, but you are treating me like this for him? Yuan Zeshan, do you have any heart?"

Gai Yangyang has never been wronged so much before, in front of the man he likes.

"This is the little uncle of Liu Yinchen, the suzerain of the Magic Sound Sect, and the son of the former saint Liu Yinhuan."

Jiang Qinfeng also felt strange, as if he had been involved in some serious entanglement, and asked with a frown, "What's the relationship between you? I'm not here to be a light bulb."

"Wait, don't go." Seeing that he was really going to leave, Yuan Zeshan was in a state of confusion. The rose in his hand bloomed instantly, and it flew into Jiang Qinfeng's hands.

The young master of the Demon Realm kept on doing nothing, and simply gave Jiang Qinfeng all the desert roses that others gave him. A large handful of brilliant purple roses bloomed in full bloom, as if his heart would never be blocked.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Qinfeng heard the sound of the task being completed.

He has already become the person who spends the most in the whole Hundred Flowers Feast.

Jiang Qinfeng: "..."

He stared at the flowers, lost in thought.

It seems to know why Yuan Zeshan trusts himself so much.

...Could it be that he is greedy for his body?

Could it be that Yuan Zeshan also likes him?

Wait, why would he use it.

"Miss Saintess is here—"

Yuan Zeshan was dissatisfied and complained: "It happens at such a time."

Hearing the reputation, Jiang Qin froze in place for an instant, his mind went blank, and he was filled with bewilderment, ecstasy, shock and countless unknown and indescribable emotions at the same time.

It wasn't because Mo Wanwan was surrounded by a dozen or so beautiful men of various styles.

Nor was it because of Mo Wanwan's obvious hostility towards her.

It was because of Jiang Youlin.

The intact Jiang Youlin appeared in front of his eyes.

Jiang Youlin looked even better, with a vermilion mark on his snow-white forehead, dazzlingly gorgeous and coquettish, black hair pouring down his back like a waterfall, and his jawline was soft and graceful——

Like a full-winged black swan, each piece of feathers is shining with a coquettish and evil light, attracting people to go deeper and deeper, and even Mo Wanwan, who has seen countless people, is addicted to this unique beauty and is fascinated by him.

"Whoever you like, pick whatever you want."

The witch asked cautiously, as if he was the master of everything.

There was a slight dimple on the right cheek of the man, and he didn't answer.

"Ayou? Ayou? Jiang Youlin, why are you here? Are you okay?"

Jiang Qinfeng couldn't believe that the person who had been looking for for so long appeared in front of him alive and intact.

so good.

Jiang Youlin was not as excited as expected.

He frowned, pursed his lips slightly, stared at Jiang Qinfeng suspiciously, his eyes fluttered, and the mark on his forehead became more scarlet, like a drop of blood.

After a while, he asked, "Who are you?"

Who are you, why does his heart seem to be filled when he sees you.