Male god dominates the world [Quick Transmigration]

Mu Yinfeng became lively again due to the return of the master, and soon there were puppet maids lighting incense in the room, and the constant temperature formations at the four corners were also restarted, and the whole room was warmed up immediately.

Zhong Louyu walked to the window, the scenery outside the window was the same as he had never left, familiar yet unfamiliar.

If he hadn't become an employee of Jinjiang Hexie Company by mistake, he might never be able to see this scene again. Of course, he didn't feel so good about the company because of it.

"System, after the task is completed, should I leave this world directly, or can I stay for a while?"

The mechanical voice appeared quickly as usual: "As long as the company's rules are not violated, the host can stay as long as he wants."

"That is to say, you can't do harmonious things?" Zhong Louyu narrowed his eyes, thinking that this condition is still acceptable, "Then what about the time when I return to the original world? Is it synchronous or fixed?"

"The flow of time is different between worlds, and the company can help the host return to the moment when he left."

The beautiful maid brought hot soup and placed it behind the screen.

"Master, the clothes have been put away."

"Go down."

Zhong Louyu glanced back at the window, but did not close it, and directly pulled off his belt, revealing his round shoulders.

Time is up.

The jade pendant shone slightly on the table.

Six stiff-faced monks crazily poured their entire body into the triangular charm that shone with a strange red light in front of them.

The red clothes fell to the ground.

The naked beauty snapped her fingers casually.

"boom"!

The sound of the mountains shaking and the earth shaking.

The whole earth seemed to be shaking.

The water in the bathtub rolled up and splashed high, leaving marks of flowers on the ground.

The long black hair was winding and scattered on the white jade-like skin. The tall, long-legged beauty walked barefoot. He bent down, and gently pressed his slender fingers on the tub to stop the violent shaking.

"The big show is about to be staged." The beauty laughed in a good mood, and stepped into the water.

Jun Shuang waited restlessly. The defensive spirit weapon handed over to Zhong Louyu originally had his spiritual imprint, which could sense the owner's situation, but not long after the other party left, Jun Shuang could no longer sense the spirit. The position of the device, which gave him a bad feeling,

Standing in front of the Xianxiu army with frowning eyebrows, the large palace complex of Hezhan Sect had faint shadows. When the scheduled time came, Yu Qin suddenly took out a jade pendant from his bosom and threw it into the air.

An imperceptible light reflected from the blood-red jade pendant, and immediately Jun Shuang felt some kind of evil aura split into seven, and moved forward rapidly.

"boom"! ! ! !

The mountains are shaking and the ground is cracking, and dust is everywhere!

Dementia Curse!

What Yu Qin said was a lie!

Jun Shuang's heart immediately rose, but before he could ask Yu Qin why he would use this evil formation, he immediately thought of Zhong Louyu.

Ever since he saw Zhong Louyu for the first time at the meeting, Jun Shuang's heart that had not fluctuated for hundreds of years had a wonderful feeling. He knew that this person was destined to join him in some kind of connection, and he had never had such a strong emotion. I want to shelter the whole person under my own wings.

He had an indifferent face for more than four hundred years, but he was defeated by the fierce, murderous eyes of the young man on the competition arena.

So he will break his own rules with his own hands and participate in this smoky battle.

It seems that the closer you are to the youth, the more you can feel that you are still a living person.

Jun Shuang would not allow anything that would hurt Zhong Louyu to exist. Even in the face of such obstacles, she had already decided to fulfill her promise.

Find him and protect him.

Jun Shuang learned the secret of the Triangle Talisman from Changxiao Sword Master. This is an extremely powerful spell that must be activated by a person in close proximity. In order to prevent casual cultivators from fleeing in battle, each spell is engraved with a control formation. , and the second layer of protection is that the "masters" of these casual cultivators plant the engraved seeds by themselves to ensure that they can control the opponent to die at critical moments.

He didn't want to engrave it, and he didn't want Zhong Louyu to really die. He had already checked the triangular talisman repeatedly, but he didn't expect that Yu Qin would be so cunning and hide it from his eyes.

"You lied to me." Jun Shuang pulled out his long sword, and he glanced at Yu Qin, with a strong killing intent burning on his body, "I remember." After saying that, the whole person turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the Hezhan Sect. .

Yu Qin's heart beat violently. The spell he used was clearly exchanged from the system, how could this person see through it.But then he sneered again, looking at the newly-appeared treasure on the system panel that only he could see.

"I'll just let you go this time, when I exchange this item..." He said in his heart, looking back at the army behind him, he raised his long sword high, and aimed straight at the crumbling Hezhan Sect.

"attack!!!"

"Roar!!!!!"

Countless rays of light rushed forward like the tide, and Hezhanjiao was like an isolated island on the sea, waiting alone to be swallowed by the tide and become a small ruin in the sea.

Yu Qin rushed to the front. He raised his long sword, a growth artifact, and slashed down at the cracked mountain guard formation.

As if the ice was shattered, and the formation exploded, those aura fragments engraved with fine and repeated formations turned into several pieces of light, and the pieces of light shattered into countless spots of light.

The eyes of all the immortal cultivators lit up, the hands holding the sword became firmer, and their greedy eyes locked on the mountains under the light spots, which contained countless wealth.

Jun Shuang did not find Zhong Louyu, but he had already found the wreckage of the triangle charm.Everything around here has been blown up, but unlike the other places where the spells were placed, there is still a shallow aura of monks left.

Zhong Louyu should not have died, where would he have gone?

Jun Shuang's eyes stayed within the barrier, a piece of red cloth was hung on the tall branch, and there were some traces of burning scattered on the ground beside it.

If he remembers correctly, there is only one person in the Hezhan Sect who likes to wear red clothes.

Zhong Louyu hummed a barren tune, enjoying the wonderful scene of spiritual power collapsing outside the window, when a strange sound suddenly came from his ears.

Um?Those immortal cultivators actually have the guts to come here?

He raised his eyebrows, but didn't respond.

Jun Shuang chopped down the maid again, and she fell straight on the ground, turning into a dummy in an instant.

This was already the number of puppets he had cut down. After entering this place, he did not see any living people, which made him doubt whether his judgment was correct.

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

A strange sound came from the air, and a vague voice hummed an unknown tune, drifting melodiously from the peak.

Is there someone up there?

Jun Shuang walked in the direction of the voice, and the higher she went, the clearer the voice became, unruly and arrogant, lazy and charming.

He finally stopped in front of a door.

Push the door in.

The sound stopped abruptly.

The person in the bathtub turned his back to him, with a pair of jade arms resting leisurely on both sides, the warm water droplets slid along the white and tender skin all the way to the fingertips, dripped and splashed on the ground, and the black hair was wet by the water , tightly attached to the round shoulders.

"You came."

The man stood up, showing his thin waist, his long white legs stepped out of the bathtub, his toes lightly tapped on the floor, his waist-length black hair seemed to draw a meandering ink painting on his white back, water drops Tick-tock fell from the tip of his hair, the man brushed his long hair away without hesitation, and said, "Changing clothes for me."

Jun Shuang stood where he was, the long sword that he planned to swing was stuck in the scabbard forcibly, and the beating sound of his heart kept ringing in his ears, interfering with his remaining thoughts.

The man turned his head back, with a tinge of red in the corner of his eyes, like a picture of beauty drawn by the most profound painter with his life's inspiration, graceful and luxurious, alluring to the bone, but full of danger and tyranny.

Breathtaking beauty.

"New here, change my clothes."

Red lips parted slightly, he said.