Every world I die young

Chapter 134 Does Master Hate the Demon Race?

The system asked blankly [Huh? 】

Mo Yinglan smiled softly, eyes rolling, I said, I clearly don't feel any pain, the strength of the soul that has been forcibly increased without real training, will the foundation be unstable, will there be side effects?

[I, this, shouldn't have any side effects, after all, I mentioned it to you directly using luck points, not anything else. 】

Oh, that's it, it's okay, I'll just ask a random question.

System: I don't think you are asking nonsense, I think you have a conspiracy, although I have no evidence.

……

Cracks in the devil world, nether abysses.

Yu Zhuochen came here after leaving the Demon Palace. Before he could change out of his bright red wedding dress, he just stood above the abyss.

The blood demon sword in his hand was trembling and struggling, Yu Zhuochen looked down at the blood demon sword, his eyes were full of playful light, but it was an evil sword that gave birth to spiritual wisdom, I really thought he had no choice but to let it go Does it slaughter?

Yu Zhuochen's complexion was pale, the bloody sword energy of the blood demon sword collided with the devil energy in his body constantly, and the power in his body was also ready to move, not only did not help, but kept making troubles, Yu Zhuochen was a little exhausted physically and mentally. .

Yu Zhuochen has already felt the abnormality of the Blood Demon Sword since the time when he forcibly broke the protective barrier of the Sword Extreme Sect. Sword Extreme Sect.

Later, he was full of joy preparing for the wedding, but unfortunately, he encountered Mo Yinglan's resolute suicide. Under his anger, he thought of this question again, so he came to the mouth of the Nether Abyss as if to vent his anger.

call--

The violent wind accompanied by the sound of the collision of devil energy and sword energy complement each other, killing intent everywhere.

……

Mo Yinglan lay on the bed for a long time, and he sat up slowly after his body stopped convulsing. The wedding dress on his body had been torn to pieces by the demonic energy, and his whole body was covered with fine wounds. His veins popped out, and he looked very scary.

Mo Yinglan's scalp was a little numb. There were too many injuries on her body, and she couldn't stand it any longer. He hurriedly pulled up a coat and was about to put it on, when he heard a sneer. He walked in with a pure white robe in his hand.

As if she didn't see the scars all over his body, she said sarcastically: "The servant greets the empress, I don't know how satisfied the empress is serving you?"

Mo Yinglan lowered her head, "Get out!"

"Heh, Your Majesty's body is weak, why don't you let the servants share some of the burden for you, after all, it's us... the duty of servants and concubines in the harem to serve His Majesty."

She bit the word "maid and concubine" very hard, her eyes were full of snobbish eyes that wanted to rely on climbing the bed to feel proud.

Mo Yinglan lowered her head firmly, and repeated coldly: "Get out!"

The maid put down her robe, spat fiercely in disdain, and stepped back with enchanting steps. Behind her, Mo Yinglan could vaguely hear her mocking whispers.

Mo Yinglan lazily took care of the maid who looked down on people and didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and redressed her clothes stiffly. After tossing for a long time, she was sweating profusely before she managed to put on her underwear.

Mo Yinglan breathed a sigh of relief. Really, he felt that he was now like a critically ill patient in his original world. He was really afraid that he would be so weak that he would be gasping for breath in the end.

After recovering, he picked up his outer robe and was about to put it on, when there was a crisp sound of fists hitting the pillar behind the screen.

Mo Yinglan: Why is it again...Someone is here, can I change my clothes first? !

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