Immortal Venerable who cultivates ruthless Tao is pregnant with my cub

punishment

Pei Muzhi walked straight over, and when passing by Pu Huaijin, he passed him by without the slightest intention of stopping, as if he hadn't seen this person at all.

Wei Yan watched Pei Muzhi walk towards him step by step, his whole body was cold, and his brown eyes were like endless abyss, trying to swallow him up.

He turned around and wanted to run, but before he could move his legs, he suddenly felt a pain in his back, and a long nail as thick as an arm pierced his chest. The inertia drove him forward, and he was nailed to the pillar that tied Pu Huaijin just now.

Weiyan spit out blood, seeing his end in despair.

Pei Muzhi teleported forward, grabbed Weiyan's hair, pulled it back, and said, "Where's the Yunzhu?"

Weiyan spat out blood: "I refined it."

"what?"

There was no emotion in Pei Muzhi's voice, but Weiyan knew that this was a precursor to his rage.

Until now, he knew that he was going to die and fell into Pei Muzhi's hands, so he didn't dare to expect to live in the first place: "I used the hellfire to refine the Yunpo Pearl, and it was completely gone."

Anyway, it is death, the fear in his heart no longer exists, Wei Yan calmly said: "You kill me, I should also go to apologize to my foster father myself."

Speaking of this, he felt relieved for a moment.

Wei Yan closed his eyes, his expression was unprecedentedly relaxed.

Pei Muzhi's brown eyes became deeper and deeper, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "I will help you."

After all, he slapped Weiyan on the back, and slapped his soul out of the body, then raised his hand, and grabbed the soul that flew out of Weiyan into his hand. With a little force, the soul turned into a wisp of green smoke, Scattered from between his fingers.

When Qinglan arrived, she only saw Pei Muzhi crushing Weiyan's soul to pieces.

But he just spit secretly in his heart, he deserved it.

Before, Guijun sent people to sneak into Shenzhu Palace in the Demon Realm, trying to steal Yunpozhu, but he was discovered by the honorable seat, and he was beaten to death. I thought he had restrained himself in recent years, and he didn't dare to move such thoughts again. Yan actually did not change his mind and dared to commit another crime.

It should have been thought earlier that the theft of Yunmozhu might have something to do with the ghost king, but because of a token, all the blame was pointed at Pu Huaijin, no wonder the honorable person ignored this.

The body nailed to the pillar fell weakly, Pei Muzhi squinted and turned around.

One is done, now it's the turn of the next.

Pu Huaijin held the sword with difficulty, hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, as if in an ice cave, the chill invaded his heart and spleen.

Until a pair of black-bottomed gold-embroidered python boots landed firmly in front of him.

A slender and well-knit hand stretched out, and suddenly lifted his chin. Then, Pei Muzhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and wiped it on his pale lips. At first glance, it added a bit of color.

Pei Muzhi looked down at him, with a smile on his face, but terribly cold.

"Caught you."

After the Demon Queen had settled down, Dai Tong hurried to the direction of Cheng Huan Hall.

After listening to Moxiu's report, the lord has returned and brought Huaqing Immortal Venerable back, heading towards Chenghuan Hall.

Dai Tong knew Pei Muzhi's temperament well, this time Pu Huaijin escaped and took the Yunpo Pearl away, which completely angered him, she was afraid that Pei Muzhi would be too impulsive, unable to control herself, and do something to hurt Pu Huaijin.

Before he got close to Cheng Huan Hall, he saw Qing Lan waiting there with arms folded some distance away.

Daitong didn't have time to pay attention to him, and was about to pass by him, but Qinglan stopped her with one hand.

"Get up, I have something important to do!"

As she said that, Daitong frowned and slapped his hand away. The next second, Qinglan stepped forward, spread her arms, and stopped in front of Daitong, preventing her from moving forward.

Daitong carried it away and asked sharply, "What are you stopping me for?"

Qinglan smiled contemptuously: "If I don't stop you, could it be that letting you intrude in spoils the honorable good?"

Needless to say, Daitong also knew what Qing Lan meant by her words, she stood there with anxiety in her eyes, looking at the closed palace door for a long time.

Inside Chenghuan Hall, candlelight flickered, and light and dark alternated.

Pei Muzhi roughly pressed the man on the bed, and waved off the gauze curtain with one hand.

At first Pu Huaijin resisted fiercely, wanting to break free from his restraint, until the other party untied his robe, and the clear eyes that were always calm as water were stained with a touch of panic.

The harder he struggled, the harder Pei Muzhi pressed down until he could completely subdue him.

As the last step approached, Pu Huaijin panicked completely, and blurted out a sentence: "In my belly...you can't..."

Although there were a few words, he still couldn't utter them today, but Pei Muzhi understood it, paused, and a contemptuous smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you finally willing to admit it?" Pei Muzhi's expression was as cold as ever, and he said in a deep voice: "But if you do something wrong, you should be punished."

As soon as the voice fell, the last line of defense was broken through.

Pu Huaijin felt his qi and blood rush straight to the top of his head, his whole body felt like an electric shock, and his mind went blank.

When they first tried Yunyu, they had different thoughts, but now they really experienced it again.

Seeing that the corners of Pu Huaijin's eyes were red with rouge and moist, but still clenched his lower lip tightly and kept silent, this stubborn and forbearing appearance made Pei Muzhi's heart ache for no reason, and he couldn't help but lower his head, wanting to To kiss his lips, as soon as he got closer, the other side turned his head away.

This torrential rain seemed to be endless, and the raindrops slapped the young leaves that had just sprouted, but they had no intention of moistening things. It was so overwhelming that it seemed to break the young leaves and branches.

The splash of water from the rainstorm also wet Pu Huaijin's thoughts. He was about to collapse, and he couldn't help but refuse, with a cry in his voice: "Enough, it's okay..."

The answer was the sudden intensification of raindrops.

Pei Muzhi's beautiful brown eyes were also covered with a layer of confusion, and there was clearly an uncontrollable turbulence hidden in the ups and downs of his voice, but he tried to pretend to be clear: "If you have the ability to escape, let me take it well."

The raindrops suddenly turned into hailstones, and the people who were hit were hurt.

Pu Huaijin finally broke free with one hand, stretched out and pushed it, with a hoarse voice: "No more..."

The other party seemed to have never heard of it.

He only felt that the patience he had accumulated in the past few days had reached the limit. He touched Pei Muzhi's neck with his fingers and touched a piece of crescent-shaped scales.

Pu Huaijin exerted a lot of force on his hands, and the scales were actually peeled off in one piece.

When the scales landed on his palm, he also froze, as if he didn't expect such a move, followed by heart palpitations.

The dragon's inverse scales, you will die if you touch it.

What's more, he was still picked up alive.

Pei Muzhi didn't pay any attention to the pain on the side of his neck, but frowned slightly, his gaze towards Pu Huaijin quickly turned cold, and his confused mind gradually became clear.

Pu Huaijin also realized what she had done.

The bright light in the eyes quickly dimmed, and the messy heart was like still water for a while, and there were no more waves.

Pei Muzhi's anger, which was about to explode, subsided suddenly when he saw Pu Huaijin's eyes.

So indifferent and without business.

For some reason, he who had always been fearless felt a bit of irretrievable timidity and fear in his heart.

Pei Muzhi turned him over, not daring to look into those moist eyes again.

The violent storm eased a little, and gradually turned into a gentle wind and drizzle, like a horseshoe submerged in spring grass, deep and shallow.

Pu Huaijin's slender fingertips were whitish inch by inch, and the knuckles were still bright red.

Seeing that his shoulders were trembling slightly, he didn't know whether it was the joy that he endured like himself, or the turbulent resentment that he desperately restrained.

It doesn't matter anyway.

Pei Muzhi slowly moved closer to his ear, and whispered, "Pu Huaijin, do you hate me very much?"

The other party did not answer.

If he didn't answer, it was assumed that he acquiesced, Pei Muzhi said: "I also hate you very much, so let's torture each other, it's best not to let anyone go."

Everything was as usual outside, and it rained all night inside the gauze tent.

Pei Muzhi got up, and before tidying up his clothes, he pulled off the quilt and covered the people on the bed.

It was a mess, a mess.

Pu Huaijin was lying on her side facing inside, her long hair was scattered all around, her back looked very thin, there were still red marks on her white wrists, which fell to her side weakly, and the scales lying on her palms were transparent, even though they were stained with blood Does not mask fluorescence.

He closed his eyes, not sure if he was asleep or awake.

After finishing tidying up, Pei Muzhi walked away.

As soon as he pushed open the door of Cheng Huan Hall, he met two people walking up quickly facing each other.

Daitong's eyes were sharp, and she saw the bleeding wound on the side of Pei Muzhi's neck. Although he deliberately raised his collar to cover it up, Daitong still spotted him.

He hastily voiced his concern: "My lord, your injury..."

"No problem."

The violent look on Pei Muzhi's brows disappeared a lot, and the gloom that had shrouded him for many days seemed to be gradually fading away.

He only whispered: "Order someone to prepare water for Chenghuan Palace."

Only then did Dai Tong realize what was wrong with the master. He heard from his subordinates that he came back in a rage, but looking at it now, the anger has subsided a lot, and the person inside may have suffered as well.

Thinking about it, she asked aloud: "Master, do you need subordinates..."

"No need," Pei Muzhi retorted, "It's not convenient for you to go."

Dai Tong was startled, a little unaccustomed to his sudden and careful consideration.

Pei Muzhi continued: "When the water is ready, I will come in person."