Immortal Venerable who cultivates ruthless Tao is pregnant with my cub

Hearing Pei Muzhi calling him, Yin Huang glanced at Pu Huaijin, he almost forgot that he had done something to him, but even if the red marks hadn't faded, it didn't seem to affect him in the slightest, and he was still so dusty that people moved Do not open your eyes.

Yin Huang twisted his sleeves, pretending to be wronged: "Your Honor, you also know that I, Yin Huang, hate beauties the most."

Pei Muzhi raised his eyebrows: "So?"

From the tone of his voice, it seemed that he was going to order an antidote for the red marks today, but Yin Huang was not reconciled, and wanted to argue again, so he said softly: "He is just a plaything for the honorable seat, why should the honorable seat be for a plaything, It hurt people's hearts..."

Before he finished speaking, a cloud of black air flew towards him, and Yin Huang couldn't dodge it in time. As the cloud of black air approached his face, it suddenly turned into a sharp blade, and forcibly drew a smear on his cheek that was similar to Pu Huaijin's face. Wound.

Yin Huang was stunned at first, then his face turned pale with fright, and he looked for the bronze mirror in his sleeve in horror, to see if the wound on his face was serious.

Wei Yan didn't respond to Yin Huang's scream, he seemed to be used to it, the mind of the Demon God was always unpredictable, but what was certain was that he was definitely not a soft-hearted person.

Looking at the ugly scars on his beautiful face in the bronze mirror, Yin Huang couldn't put it on any longer and got up angrily: "Pei Muzhi!"

"Me?" The corner of Pei Muzhi's mouth curled up into a smile: "Tell me, the Demon Emperor, how about me?"

He was still angry at first, but seeing his appearance, Yin Huang was finally timid. After all, let alone himself, even if he was with Wei Yanjia, he couldn't be Pei Mu's opponent, so bear with it if you can.

Yin Huang had no choice but to make a far-fetched smile: "It was someone who made a slip of the tongue just now, please don't take it to heart, isn't it just fragrant muscle cream, I just give it to you."

After finishing speaking, he escaped from his arms with a small porcelain bottle and threw it to the upper seat. Pei Muzhi reached out to catch it, put it in the palm of his hand to play with it, and after examining it, he unplugged it. The strong aroma inside overflowed, which was a bit pungent.

Pei Muzhi turned sideways, wiped some with his fingers, and stretched out his other hand to lift Pu Huaijin's chin, but as expected, he turned his head away with a cold face.

There was never a time when touching him was irresistible.

For this, it should be tough.

Pei Muzhi pinched his chin, forcibly turned his face upright, and stroked the red marks on his cheeks with his fingers that had been smeared with ointment.

"It's not to bully you. I'm always hiding."

The ointment was cool, but the skin on his face was slightly hot. Pu Huaijin wanted to push him away, but now that he had no spiritual power, he was just a mortal child, so how could he push him away.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, Pu Huaijin resisted the flirting that was tantamount to refusal and welcome in the eyes of the outsiders.

Yin Huang gritted his teeth secretly, seeing Pu Huaijin's displeasure, adding another point, it was just a spoil that Pei Muzhi had just obtained, and he was in high spirits, thank you for the maintenance, it's not surprising, as long as "that person" is around, he won't be successful for long.

Wei Yan also saw Yin Huang's suppressed anger, didn't speak, just drank on his own.

After the medicine was applied, Pei Muzhi was finally willing to let go of his hands, and Pu Huaijin turned around with a nonchalant expression on his face, the hand holding the teacup was faintly exerting such force that it almost crushed the teacup.

The atmosphere fell into embarrassment, Wei Yan could only speak to relieve: "After talking for a long time, why not take a sip first, this Lantingzui from Shenzhu Palace is not easy to drink."

After that, he winked at the string beside him.

Yue Xian understood, even though he was timid, he still had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up the jug, lowered his head and walked quickly to Pu Huaijin's side, bowed and said humbly: "Xianzun, Yue Xian will pour wine for you."

The jug tilted slightly, and the fine wine poured out.

Under his half-covered cuffs, a horrific scar flashed.

Pu Huaijin's eyes darkened, and when she grasped the hand that Le Xian was about to withdraw, either with a little strength, or perhaps because she touched the newly scabbed wound, Le Xian gasped in pain.

Although he only glanced at it, Pu Huaijin already understood the general idea.

The scars were black and red, which was caused by burning with a raging fire. When I grabbed his wrist, I couldn't detect half of the spiritual power, and the spiritual veins had already been cut off.

It seems that after being captured, Yue Xian did not suffer less in the ghost world. Otherwise, how could a person as lonely and arrogant as him swallow his humiliation and obedience to Wei Yan's whimpering and obedience.

Pu Huaijin raised his head, but Le Xian looked flustered, avoiding his eyes and daring not to look at him.

This scene made Pei Muzhi very uncomfortable.

Pu Huaijin's face was pale, and she couldn't see any emotion. Her eyes, which were as clear as glass, seemed to be able to see through the panic hidden by the strings.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out in front of his eyes, covering his eyes.

"Who allows you to look at others like this."

Saying that, Yue Xian's wrist was also pulled out from the palm he held, and another warm palm interlocked with his fingers.

Fingers intersected, fingertips entangled, inexplicably ambiguous.

Pu Huaijin couldn't stand him like this, and always teased him from time to time, and I don't know if it was intentional teasing, he forcefully broke his hand out of his palm, and mercilessly slapped away the hand that was blocking his eyes.

Wei Yan also had a tacit look on his face.

The flowers of Gaoling are hard to tame, and they are really exciting to play with. No wonder Pei Muzhi has devoted all his attention to Pu Huaijin since he brought people back to the Demon Realm.

Looking at the submissive strings standing next to him, in comparison, the difference between superiority and inferiority suddenly became dull.

That being the case, it's better to use him as a favor: "I want to come to Xianjun to stay in Shenzhu Palace all day, but I can't find anyone to talk to. Why don't I leave the strings and accompany Xianjun to relieve fatigue?"

After saying this, Yin Huang was secretly happy.

I heard a saying in the fairy world.

"North Pu South Music".

They were talking about the two flowers of Gaoling in the Six Sects of Immortal Gate, Pu Huaijin, the Immortal Venerable of Huaqing in One Thirteen Continents, and the main music string of Luoyin Peak.

Although I don't know where it came from, or it may be self-proclaimed by the strings, this name is indeed resounding all over the country, even he, who is far away in the demon world, has heard of it from time to time.

And Pei Muzhi seems to like this, isn't it just right?

Yin Huang gritted his teeth, he was humiliated because of Pu Huaijin today, so don't think about it too!

"Hey, is Gui Jun willing to give up his love?" Yin Huang said softly.

Wei Yan said: "What do you mean if you don't cut love, it's his blessing to stay in Shenzhu Palace."

After the two finished singing and reconciling, they both looked at Pei Muzhi, waiting for him to speak.

Pei Muzhi just turned his head and looked at the person beside him with an indifferent expression as if he had nothing to do with him: "Do you want him to stay?"

Pu Huaijin didn't reply, but her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly.

"In that case, let's leave the person behind."

Pei Muzhi agreed very readily, and Yin Huang and Wei Yan were also very happy, raising their glasses to toast in turn, although everyone had their own thoughts.

If you really follow the ghost king back to the ghost world, you don't know how many cruel tortures are waiting for the strings.

It doesn't matter if he stays in Shen Zhu Palace, although Pei Muzhi is violent and moody, at least he won't take pleasure in torturing others like Wei Yan did.

After drinking for three rounds, Dai Tong suddenly stepped forward and whispered something into Pei Muzhi's ear.

Pei Muzhi responded lightly and told her to step down, then waved his hands to the Demon Emperor and Ghost Lord: "The two of you have contributed a lot to defeating the Immortal World this time, so that's the end of today's celebration banquet."

It turned out that this was the real reason for him to hold this banquet in Shenzhu Palace, to show off and humiliate.

Pu Huaijin's expression was indifferent, if it was just like this, then Pei Muzhi would have underestimated him too much.

He will never sit still.

After the banquet was over, Pei Muzhi grabbed Pu Huaijin's waist and went back to Chenghuan Hall, watched him drink today's soup before leaving in peace.

After Pei Muzhi left, Pu Huaijin leaned on the bed and started to feel sleepy after turning a few pages of the book.

The demon world is always shrouded in darkness, without distinction between day and night. Ever since he had a lump in his belly and lost all his spiritual power, he began to become lethargic for no reason.

Pu Huaijin couldn't hold his eyelids anymore, so he closed the book and put it next to the pillow. He likes to live alone and doesn't like to be served by others, so he is the only one in Chenghuan Hall at the moment.

He half stood up and extinguished the candle beside the bed, just lying down, in the darkness, he heard someone calling him.

"Immortal Venerable, Immortal Venerable?"

At first I thought it was an auditory hallucination, but after a while, the calling continued.

Pu Huaijin had no choice but to support the edge of the bed, slowly got up, followed the sound to find a window, stopped, and slightly opened the window.

Outside are the strings.

After carefully looking around, he asked in a low voice if he could be let in.

Pu Huaijin pondered for a moment, then pushed the window open.

As soon as Yue Xian came in, before Pu Huaijin could react, he suddenly knelt down in front of him, and began to tell what kind of catastrophe happened to the six sects of immortal sect after Pu Huaijin was taken away by Pei Muzhi that day.

The shady gap is wide open, and demons and ghosts run rampant.

Xuanyu Immortal Venerable consumed most of his spiritual power to close the Yin gap, and was seriously injured. Fortunately, the chief disciple Mu Lingzhou and the second disciple Feng Yu covered him and retreated back to the Thirteen Continents. Many of the disciples were injured, although Chen Xuan It is missing, but it can be regarded as the least loss among the six immortal sects.

Other immortal sects suffered heavy casualties, among them Sitian Pavilion and Fuguang Palace.

The young master of the Sitian Pavilion was abolished by the ghost king and his spiritual veins were severed. From a young man of the fairy sect, he became a useless person who could no longer cultivate the Tao.

Most of the disciples of Fuguang Palace lost more than half, and one third of the disciples died in this battle, and many of those who survived were also shaved. It was obvious at a glance that it was Yin Huang's handwriting.

Luoyinfeng also suffers losses. Originally, Lexian was able to retreat completely, but at the last moment, in order to show off his courage, he left behind and was captured by the ghost king Weiyan to the ghost world.

"Xianzun, now the survival of the Xianmen depends on the Xianzun alone, and I hope that the Xianzun will return to the Thirteen Continents and lead the various sects of the Xianmen to revive!"

Pu Huaijin's eyes darkened, she didn't expect such a heavy loss in this battle, even her senior brother was seriously injured.

The fists hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched, so he didn't want to leave, but now he has no spiritual power and is pregnant, not to mention that the huge Shenzhu Palace is heavily guarded, it is still a problem whether he can get out, even if he goes out No, he has no spiritual power, and with this mortal body alone, he will not be Pei Muzhi's opponent.

Seeming to see Pu Huaijin's difficulty, Le Xian was already prepared.

"I know that the Immortal Venerable suffers from the devil's womb in his belly. If the devil's womb is removed, the Immortal Venerable's spiritual power will recover, and he will be able to leave the devil world unimpeded."

Pu Huaijin looked up at him, wishing to hear more about it.

Le Xian said in a low voice: "Does the Immortal Venerable know that this is the Meteor Demon Pool in the Demon Realm?"