Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

As soon as the words fell, Su Xian hadn't moved yet, but felt the devilish energy around her.

Wherever the devil energy went, it was like harvesting, and the faceless man was like a leek under the sickle, cut off from it, howled and fell, and returned to nothingness in mid-air.

Mo Qi rubbed against Suxian's ankle, gently lifted him up from the ankle, and let him sit on the sedan chair.

Mu Nanfeng made a move, which saved him trouble.

The screams in the ears gradually subsided, and the whole world became peaceful, the sedan chair bumped and fell to the ground, Su Xian was supported by the devil energy, but did not bump.

The demonic energy was docile, just as if he was afraid of him being cold, he picked up the big red wedding dress that had been thrown aside, and put it on Su Xian's body.

Su Xian lowered her eyes slightly: "Where's your master?"

Mo Qi rubbed against his body, trembling excitedly for a while, but did not bring Mu Nanfeng's message.

Instead, he picked up the sedan chair and carried Su Xian forward.

The whole body was filled with warm demonic energy, and the soreness on Suxian's body was a little better. With a movement of his fingertips, he gently wiped out some spiritual power, and leaned toward his back to gently comfort the furnace seal.

The corners of her eyes soon turned red, Su Xian half closed her eyes, her thin lips were slightly parted, as if she was about to spit out her mouth.

Two moist lips held the slightly parted lips.

Su Xian's eyebrows and eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she looked at the person in front of her with a little surprise.

The smile in Mu Nanfeng's eyes was the same as usual, he pressed Su Xian's head, and blended with his breath.

Su Xian leaned forward slightly, closed her eyes and let him kiss gently.

Kissed for too long, a little sad.Suxian panted slightly, pushed away the person in front of her, looked at Mu Nanfeng with moist eyes: "It doesn't matter whether it's serious or not."

"Master today...it's really beautiful, the fragrance is charming, and this disciple can't help himself." Mu Nanfeng smiled, manipulated the demonic energy to lift the sedan chair, and moved forward faster.

With him here, Suxian didn't bother to care about the way to go, wiped off the corners of her rosy lips, and looked at Mu Nanfeng: "Can't help but kiss me?"

"Master, be careful." Mu Nanfeng said with a smile, his eyes sparkled, making Suxian's heart skip a beat.

Su Xianxin said that she is not so glib at ordinary times.

With a thought in his mind, he gently pulled off the wedding clothes on his body, and seeing Mu Nanfeng's expression froze for a moment, he couldn't help laughing.

Then half of the wedding dress was taken off, and it was loosely tied to Su Xian's body, and it was about to come loose.

Mu Nanfeng stretched out his hand, not sure if he wanted to put his clothes on for him, or tore off the clothes, revealing his beautiful body underneath.

Suxian grabbed his hand and smiled softly: "Or, I can't help it, and you still want to have a bridal chamber with me?"

Mu Nanfeng laughed out loud when he heard the words: "Stop making trouble, if we meet Zhu Yu in the future, there will be a fierce battle, Master, please take care of yourself first."

He had already turned around, but the sound was like a wind chime, following the wind into his ears one after another, touching people's hearts.

It was only then that Su Xian realized that what she had just said recklessly, the tip of her ear was burning red, it burned her face, and burned her heart.

"Let's go back and talk about it." He said softly.

"Okay," Mu Nanfeng couldn't help but look back at him, with a smile on his lips, "Master has already spoken, so you have to talk carefully when you go back."

Su Xian sensed the hidden storm in his words: "What did you say?"

"Tell me how to dress well when Shizun joins me in the future." Mu Nanfeng's throat moved slightly, and he tried his best to conceal it, but his eyes were still full of seriousness and anticipation.

He could still laugh, but he was always nervous.

What kind of a good apprentice is he? He is not gentle to his master, and he likes to make his own opinions... But he still firmly believes that even if he refuses, the master will understand his intentions.

Su Xian was taken aback for a moment.

After a while he came back to his senses.

Think about the meaning of Mu Nanfeng's words.

He was stunned for a moment.

He tilted his head slightly, always feeling that the direction of the topic seemed a little strange.

They seem to have come to exorcise demons.

It seems like we shouldn’t talk about these things during the process of eliminating demons, but since we talked about it...

Suxian felt that there was a square piece of tofu brain in her head, which was still neat at first, but Mu Nanfeng shook it loose with a word, so she couldn't get up again.

He tilted his head slightly, as if he could still hear the sound of water in his head.

Su Xian was stunned, her long eyelashes blinked, as if unable to make a sound, she gently opened her lips: "Then... we can talk about it when we go back?"

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The sedan chair moved forward along the original trajectory, passed through various divided illusions, and plunged into chaos.

The breath on the magic bead has been spreading into the depths of the small world.

Su Xian leaned against Mu Nanfeng's arms, curled up completely, nodded her head, as if dozing off.

When he reached a certain place, he suddenly whispered, "I found it."

He slightly raised his head and looked at Mu Nanfeng: "It's inside, do you need to prepare to go in again?"

"Let's solve it as soon as possible, Master has suffered enough in the devil world."

The matter of exorcising demons, what does it mean to suffer?Su Xian poked him with an elbow, and a sharp long sword emerged in his hand: "Okay."

A sword light flashed, like sunlight breaking through dark clouds, splitting the chaos in front of him.

A small island appeared in front of him, and the sedan chair pierced through the chaos and landed on the isolated island.

The moment he landed, Zhu Yu secretly activated the magic circle, and the sedan chair burst open.

One hundred and eight streams of pure demonic energy were like a net of heaven and earth, blocking every way of life for the people in the sedan chair.

The demonic energy in the sedan was flickering, and the living people were still inside.Zhu Yu rushed forward without hesitation, laughing loudly: "Farewell to Youzhou, Suxian Xianzun is well nourished by men!"

The sword light flashed in the demonic energy, and just one sword was enough to fight against the one hundred and eight demonic energy.

Su Xian raised her jaw slightly, too lazy to talk nonsense with this person.

He leaned over, wanting to go forward, but was held down by Mu Nanfeng: "Master, my enemy."

Su Xian gave him a strange look, but sat back and watched Mu Nanfeng and Zhu Yu fight.

The devilish energy emanating from Mu Nanfeng below him held his hand nonchalantly, as if to comfort him. Mu Nanfeng was very energetic, and he will leave this battle to him, and nothing will happen.

Su Xian couldn't help laughing.

Regardless of whether he participated or not, there was no suspense about the outcome of this competition. If there was, Zhu Yu would not be huddled here and dare not go out to fight.

Just as Su Xian judged, with just one move, Zhu Yu fell into a disadvantage.

Years of painstaking efforts to revive the Heavenly Demon, but I am not strong enough to bear the consequences... It is stupid and poisonous.

This is more or less weird.Zhu Yu was too aggressive in the battle...Knowing that he was going to lose, it seemed like he was determined to die.

Then before he died, if he had anything else to do, it was worth guarding against.Su Xian half-closed her eyes, but her body seemed to be slack, leaning on the sedan chair, the empty door was wide open.

The entangled Zhu Yu noticed this change in him, as if he had finally waited for his chance to relax, he gave up on Mu Nanfeng without hesitation, and attacked Su Xian.

"Master!" Mu Nanfeng chased after him, the devil energy in his hand was condensed, if he hit him, he could smash half of Zhu Yu's body with one blow.

Zhu Yu heard his yelling, moved faster, and attacked Su Xian recklessly.

What greeted him was a sword light that had already been prepared.

Zhu Yu's expression changed drastically, he tried his best to get closer to Su Xian, and would rather die than tear a piece of flesh from him.But it was too late.

The sword light engulfed his figure.

The sword light was fleeting, and in the next moment, the devilish energy in Mu Nanfeng's hand came first and then came, accurately crushing the essence of devilish energy that escaped from Zhu Yu's corpse.

Su Xian breathed a sigh of relief, still leaning on the sedan chair, with a soft tone.

"I'm an immortal after all. If I show a flaw, I dare to pounce like this, and don't take me seriously."