Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

With a gust of wind blowing behind him, Yu Ming chuckled and pushed away the twisted and twisted restraints.For a full quarter of an hour, both of them shuttled through the crooked alley.

The person behind sneered: "Shrinking the mouse."

Yu Ming hated him for spoiling his own good deeds, but he replied on his face: "Yes, yes, the young one is old and weak, afraid of the wind and cold, so he drilled a few more holes. I just don't know if my lord is...why I haven't heard of you before. Prestige?"

Neidan faintly sensed him, and Mu Nanfeng understood that this person had taken the right path, and temporarily restrained his murderous aura.

"Really..." He laughed, "Then you are either deaf or blind."

Yu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he had a guess.Among the venerables in the demon world, there is one who loves to eat raw meat, loves sex and pleasure, and is as ferocious as a wild beast.

"So it's Venerable Taotie... I'm so disrespectful and disrespectful." Yu Ming's eyes flashed cruelty.Venerable Taotie is powerful, but simple-minded and easily deceived.This person came today, maybe he didn't know that he received the top furnace.

When he reshaped his body before, he borrowed the power of a demon cultivator nearby, and only said that he was going to abduct a fairy beauty, but he didn't say that he was a furnace.Otherwise, how could this plump cauldron get his turn.I don't know who doesn't have eyesight, but leaked it to Venerable Taotie, causing him a lot of trouble.

Besides, Venerable Taotie was extremely fanatical about the furnace, if he knew that he was a furnace, how could he still keep him until now.After Yu Ming figured it out, he felt that his chances of winning were a little bit better.

Venerable Taotie loves to plunder furnace cauldrons, but he has only a half-knowledge of the true usage of furnace cauldrons.If he, Yu Ming, can train and teach the top-quality furnace by himself, then he can die on the body of that furnace.At that time, the top-grade furnace, and the magic weapon on the gluttonous venerable...all belong to him.

Yu Ming smiled darkly, and pushed open the low door: "Here it is, please, Your Honor."

A strong fragrance came out from the door, mixed with faint panting sounds, which made people feel distracted, and all the blood in their bodies ran down their bodies.

Mu Nanfeng felt the coldness rushing through his body, and the killing intent was ready to move.

There was a musty smell mixed in the fragrance, his master had been in such a dirty place for a whole day, and he had suffered so much.

"It really smells good!" Mu Nanfeng pretended to have a fierce look in his eyes, pushed Yu Ming away, and walked in wantonly.

The high-pitched voice woke up the mind of the white-clothed immortal.Opening the door set off a wave of air, patting all over Suxian's body. He was hot all over and shaking uncontrollably.He raised his head slightly, unobtrusively protruding a trace of consciousness to inquire about the situation outside.

Moxiu is here, and there are two of them.But that's okay.He only kills one.

He hibernates, waiting quietly, the moment Yu Ming walks in front of Mu Nanfeng is the moment of his death.As long as he leans out a little bit, his sword can pierce through that damn demon, and as long as he takes a few steps forward, maybe the next breath——

"Is the beauties that the little one taught. Taught, the Venerable is still comfortable looking at it?"

Yu Ming's cold voice sounded, Mu Nanfeng paused, and blocked the door, unwilling to let this man get closer to Master, he gritted his teeth and replied, "It's very comfortable."

The scene inside the house was shocking.

The cold Xianzun propped up his hands and hung in the air, just looking at him, he could feel his effort.He hung his head, his black hair drooped, messily scattered on his chest, and scratched lightly with his labored panting.The exposed wrists and ankles lost their white color in the past, and were burnt red. The barbs on the thick rope scratched his delicate skin, and drops of blood splashed on the milky white sleeves.

The blood-red lines spread from the neckline, looming. I don't know what medicine this old devil gave Master to make him feel so painful.

Wipe a little blood on the ground, struggle again and again, fail and get hurt again and again... Mu Nanfeng closed his eyes, walked over step by step, moved his throat a few times, and finally squeezed out a frenzied sentence: "Get out, don't affect the deity's enjoyment beauty."

Don't—Su Xian trembled all over.

He is going to be mad too.Those two people were far away from him, he didn't recognize who they were, he just felt that the person talking was the most annoying person in the world.It doesn't matter when, but now, it's like going against him, stopping him from killing Moxiu everywhere... If he didn't have the strength to make another sword, he would have to kill this person together.

Yu Ming didn't notice the murderous aura in the room, so he smiled and was about to bow out, but asked first: "This immortal is weak, but it has its own merits. Since the venerable is satisfied with the little one's training, don't you know?" Can I ask you for a reward?"

Mu Nanfeng's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were already flushed with anger: "...say."

"If you haven't played with this beauty to death, when you get tired of playing, can you give the little one a taste? Just one time." Yu Ming smiled flatteringly, and softened his posture.

Both of them are going to die——Su Xian was so angry that her whole body trembled.

He is good at swordsmanship, can one sword kill two magicians?He hasn't tried it, but he wants to try it, and it's amazing.Su Xian's wrist moved slightly, and the dense sword energy came into being.

At this moment, Mu Nanfeng's body was filled with hostility, which broke Su Xian's strength of condensed sword energy, and forced Yu Ming to kneel on the ground.

——Give Master, to him, to have a taste?

Mu Nanfeng's eyes were scarlet, not only the demonic energy, but also the demons in his heart that had been suppressed so hard were ready to move.The demonic energy turned into big hands, tightly grasping his neck, forcing him to suffocate, almost strangling him to death.

Mu Nanfeng kept the last sliver of his mind, worried that the old devil would put some restraint on Suxian that only he could break, so he slammed him out of the door and smashed him to the ground.He looked back at Yu Ming, and at that moment, Yu Ming thought he was dead.

The frightening Venerable turned around, and the door slammed shut.Behind him, the talisman paper in Yu Ming's hand was torn and sent into the door.

It's done... Yu Ming spat out dirty blood and smiled ferociously.Immediately, his beloved little stove can send this simple-minded thing to death.

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Those who need to be killed the most escaped, so they can't act rashly.Su Xian panted lightly, her tense body relaxed.Yu Ming had drugged him earlier, and the evil fire on his body seized the cracks to make a comeback, burning more and more intensely.

There is also a magician left in the house.

He was getting closer and closer.Su Xian's fingertips trembled slightly, in fear, her mind was extremely clear.

He secretly planned how to remember this person's characteristics, how to kill the enemy in the future.

Containing the demonic energy, the sense of oppression is still strong, the cultivation level is not low, the status is noble, he is better than lewd, happy, and has a bad temper... Suxian thought in his heart, wishing that he could close his eyes and open them, and this torture would be over .He was afraid that he might have a sober thought, and he would not be able to restrain himself and cater to it, crushing his own bones himself.

But his body was trembling, and as the man approached, he couldn't help but feel hot, and he welcomed the attack very much.

Not to mention resistance, at least not pandering.

The grinding body couldn't help leaning towards that person, Su Xian tried her best to restrain herself, her whole body was still wrapped in the aggressive aura.

He came to insult himself.Even if it wasn't in the first place, the room is full of his fragrance, so obscene, no one will be indifferent.Su Xian thought almost desperately.

No.

The man's hand gently tore away the thick rope around his ankle, and seemingly unintentionally scratched a line on his tender white feet.Su Xian reacted greatly, retreating with her toes unbearably, igniting the blood on the ground, dragging it into the air and spilling it again.An unbearable numbness rushes from the toes to the lumbar spine, then spreads along the spine and behind the neck.He raised his head, and then fell powerlessly.

Like a graceful swan on the verge of collapse.

No.

Su Xian hung her head, tears dripping silently.

He didn't cry that he was about to be violated, but that he couldn't kill the devil who cheated and trained him today.He couldn't bear it, he wanted to kill the man in front of him.

The sword energy in the palm was once again condensed, ready to be struck down.

Mu Nanfeng took off the thick rope on Suxian's wrist, stared at the wound with soft red flesh, and was so distressed that he couldn't speak.

His master, the master whose soles of his feet are red even when he walks.

He lowered his head, his chest heaved violently twice, and said softly: "Master, I offended you."

He calls himself Master.

It is the south wind.

Not the damn Moxiu, but his only apprentice.

Suxian's mind suddenly went blank, a familiar tremor came from the dantian, and the sword energy in his hand dissipated silently.

Not daring to take out the spiritual jade that warms and nourishes spiritual power in the demon world, Mu Nanfeng took a warm jade bed without spiritual power from the Sumeru Ring, and gently laid Su Xian flat.

Only then did I realize that Suxian's tears fell even more urgently after hearing his voice "Master".

Like a drowning man, he reached out and grabbed desperately, trying to touch Mu Nanfeng.Anywhere is good, the more the better, let him touch Mu Nanfeng.

The scars on his wrists were already mottled, and when he moved, blood beads rolled down.Mu Nanfeng was so distressed that he grabbed his wrist and didn't let him move. He tapped the least painful medicine on his fingertips and gently applied it to his wrist.

Suxian's consciousness was sluggish, he felt his wrist was imprisoned, and the pain mixed with pleasure tormented him.He didn't understand why Mu Nanfeng didn't come to hug him, he was so wronged, his eyes were reddened, and Mu Nanfeng didn't come to hug him.

His face was flushed, his pupils were dilated, and his thin lips parted slightly in a hurry, making a hissing sound.

hug him...

How much he wanted to speak clear words, but what he spit out was a mouthful of scorching blood.The smell of blood intertwined with his fragrance, filling the whole room.

Mu Nanfeng leaned too close, was drenched upright, his body was dripping with blood, and his face became more serious: "Master's body is too weak, what's the matter, let's talk about it after resting——"

Before he finished speaking, Suxian was already crying, ignoring his image, sobbing intermittently.

Mu Nanfeng had never seen such a child crying.His master was really wronged to the extreme.

My heart was instantly filled with sourness and pity, and I didn't have any more thoughts, let alone thinking about healing, I could risk my life.Mu Nanfeng gently held Su Xian, leaned down, and pressed a kiss on the center of his brow lightly, like a dragonfly touching water, just kissed, and then left quickly.

Whether it is the body or the mind, they are clamoring, not enough, not enough.

Su Xian raised her head, clearly in the dark, but seemed to be watching Mu Nanfeng intently.

The person he was looking forward to finally hugged him tenderly, and spoke the words he had longed for in the most burning tone.

"What does Master want? Tell me, and I will satisfy you."