Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

Especially the wearing method.

In addition, it also explains its other values.

For example, a thing called Tianyun Crystal was added during the production, so that although this thing is an ordinary thing, it can improve people's luck.

It is a treasure that my senior brother has only a few pieces of.

The demon girl took the special black silk product named black silk by her senior brother in her hand, feeling the strange texture, and seemed a little hesitant.

Do you want to try it?

For some reason, her mind was more confused than before.

No, I am the Saint of the Demon Sect, a famous demon girl in the world, how can I be shaken by such a thing?

Then the question is...

As a peerless demon girl, what should I do in this situation?

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 56 Well, more barefoot demon girls

Luo Wusheng was walking on the street to the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

Since yesterday, more people have known him, the Saint of the Demon Sect, and obviously there is more real admiration and awe in their eyes.

In just such a short time, the situation of the Demonic Weapon Pavilion was completely reversed, and even the Dao Weapon Pavilion was dealt a heavy blow beyond imagination...

Especially yesterday, they witnessed with their own eyes the special ordinary weapon made by the Demon Sect Saint.

It can be said that no one can stop it on the martial arts test platform.

No Qi Refining cultivator can react to that terrifying speed, and no Qi Refining cultivator can resist those special effects that are more terrifying than one another.

Didn’t you see that even the peak Qi Refining cultivator holding the legendary [Tian Yan] Dao Hen Ordinary Weapon, the top ordinary weapon, was defeated miserably?

In other words, at least in the field of ordinary weapons, no weapon refining pavilion can compete with the Demonic Weapon Pavilion at this time.

This time, the name of Luo Wusheng, the Demon Sect Saint, is completely known in the King’s City.

But at this moment, he only felt bitterness in his heart.

(This won’t work… If everyone recognizes me, how can I avoid being seen and go to Hongyan Tower? Do I really want my personality to collapse?)

Thinking about how I had settled Bai Xiaoyao last night, I wanted to sneak to Hongyan Tower, but the pedestrians passing by would subconsciously look at me and salute me from a distance when they saw me. I couldn’t go to Hongyan Tower without attracting attention like I did the first time.

This time, he was even almost recognized as the white-clothed swordsman who went to Hongyan Tower in the evening of the first day of the Magic Weapon Pavilion’s closure.

Luo Wusheng felt the malice of the world.

Although his reputation is now so great that these ordinary city residents dare not come up to say hello casually, there are hundreds of pairs of sharp eyes after all.

At this point, even he can’t use stealth to leave in public.

After all, if he makes such a suspicious move in public, who knows what these fearless people will imagine?

That’s hundreds of uncontrollable mouths.

So he had to turn back to the Magic Weapon Pavilion in shame.

Bored, he was walking on the street, thinking about the peerless beauty he saw last night.

(A demon girl is a demon girl... Even a pair of small feet can be so peerless...)

In his previous life, he often heard that feet are a woman's second face, but it was the first time in his two lives that he saw such jade feet as his junior sister's, which were like the highest crafts in the world.

When he took off the demon girl's shoes and socks, he was really stunned.

First of all, he was not a foot control, and he forgot everything later.

Well, more barefoot demon girls.

So the creator has never been fair. After giving Bai Xiaoyao peerless talent, he also gave her a beauty that is hard to find in the world. There is nothing imperfect on her body, even her jade feet have been carefully carved, and Luo Wusheng's already very tolerant XP has been upgraded to a new system.

Maybe this is the protagonist of the world.

(It's a pity that I still care too much about the character setting...)

Luo Wusheng sighed in his heart.

While Bai Xiaoyao was sleeping, he successfully transformed the material properties of some special materials with the magic sect's weapon refining technique and made special black silk.

But when he really picked up the frivolous thing, he realized that he had thought too simply.

Would there really be a decent person who would give such a thing to a girl in person?

Isn't this Sima Zhao's heart, known to passers-by?

He was silent at the time.

Although he had planned to see how tempting the black silk demon girl was from the beginning, and use this to complete the calculation of charging the weapon.

But he overlooked a very important point.

This world is different from the other world in his memory. Normal women dress relatively conservatively, and even demon girls have never been exposed much.

And it is obvious that giving underwear, which was considered a minefield in his previous life, is even more unimaginable in this world.

But he was reluctant to let Luo Wusheng give up.

So he decided to give the choice to his junior sister.

In the letter, he tried to use the tone of a senior brother and emphasized that he just made that thing on a whim. If his junior sister is interested, she can try it.

He also explained the special effect of the black silk to make his junior sister less resistant.

Well, black silk adds critical hits... ugh, it adds luck.

Finally, in order to make the message look very serious, Luo Wusheng even modified it several times.

(The demon girl should not be able to see my intention...)

After all, Luo Wusheng's character of not being interested in women is still standing, and Bai Xiaoyao was still sleeping at that time and did not see the loss of composure of a certain demon sect saint.

But in this case, I don't know if I will have the chance to see my junior sister wearing that thing.

(The best case scenario is that the enchantress comes again tonight wearing black stockings to check her bed in the middle of the night...ha, how is that possible?)

Forget it, let’s consider charging it later, at least there’s still a month left.

Shaking his head, Luo Wusheng quickened his steps and soon arrived at the Magic Weapon Pavilion.

Today's four young officers still went to the martial arts trial stage, but instead of competing in martial arts, they took a batch of bullets and firecrackers with relatively average effects and went there to provide a trial opportunity for monks who wanted to try.

Ten lucky viewers will be drawn every day.

Here, the five weapon refiners are still enthusiastic on the fourth floor.

"Brother! This bullet is so powerful!"

"What did you say?!"

"Huh?! Senior brother, why are you just moving your mouth and not speaking!"

Luo Wusheng looked at the people on the fourth floor who were shouting at their highest volume, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Needless to say, these people probably just finished testing new bullets.

(What is this? A deaf bomb?)

The Holy Son of Demon Sect guessed in his heart.

Song Zhong, the weapon refiner who kept scratching his ears, was the first to notice the arrival of his Holy Son. His eyes lit up and he immediately stood up and pulled the other four people to Luo Wusheng.

"I've met the Holy Son!"

The volume is huge.

Luo Wusheng subconsciously took half a step back.

"What are you..." he asked subconsciously.

"Lord Holy Son, what are you talking about?!" Song Zhong scratched his ears, seeming to realize something, and immediately said: "Lord Holy Son! We just tried a new batch of special bullets! At present, the effect seems to be like It’s deafness! Please don’t blame me, Lord Holy Son!”

Luo Wusheng took another half step back.

(Well... in addition to being deaf, it should also be quite draining on my voice.)

But how to communicate like this?

He quickly came up with a solution.

Wouldn’t it be enough to directly transmit the message to their sea of ​​consciousness?

Just do it.

But these weapon refiners looked at him with puzzled faces.

"Well! Lord Holy Son! What do you mean by passing a bunch of [beep beep beep beep beep]!"

Hearing Song Zhong's loud voice at this time, Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows.

Good guy, he actually has his own internal silencer?

But this difficulty cannot trouble the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.

He casually took out a wooden board, used his finger as a pen, and wrote the words on the wooden board while his spiritual power surged.

However, the expressions of several weapon refiners were still strange, and some of them suddenly widened their eyes.

"It's bad! Senior brother! I can't read anymore!"

"Lord Holy Son! Why did you write down a bunch of asterisks?!"

"This! Is this the legendary ancient rune?"

Well, even text can be blocked, and there are so many ways to block it.

Luo Wusheng clicked his tongue in surprise.

It seems that the side effects this time are indeed not as simple as he thought, and the possibility of communication has been completely cut off.

It is worthy of the power of heaven and earth. This all involves the scope of the rules.

At this point, Luo Wusheng really couldn't think of anything else to do, so he had no choice but to pat the storage bag.

A cage containing ugly mice fell to the ground.

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 57 It’s urgent, it’s urgent!

The gray-haired mouse looked a little tired at this moment.

When Luo Wusheng put it into the storage bag, he was a little bit happy.

After all, with its innate magical power, it only takes a certain amount of time to prepare, and it is easy to leave the storage bag without anyone noticing.

So, in the storage bag, it was very happy to awaken its true power in this body.

This is a process that takes time and must not be interrupted or discovered.

Fortunately, if it is in the storage bag, I will have enough time and privacy.

As long as the Holy Son of the Demon Sect doesn't have anything to do, he keeps looking through the storage bag.

Clearly, its plans failed.

When it was finally ready to start casting spells, Luo Wusheng's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the storage bag.

It had no choice but to stop and watched Luo Wusheng take away a few weapon refining materials.

When it thought it was over and cast the spell again, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect came again.

This time, some of the artifact refining materials that were taken away were put back.

Then he took it away and put it back again...

Repeatedly.

(You, the rat girl, are deliberately looking for trouble, right? Are you going to take it or not?!)

It roared in my heart.