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"But Sister Yue Lian, now this son is not in the Galaxy Sword Sect, but in the mortal town, and there are no other human Nascent Souls around him. He is doing that evil thing. It is a great opportunity!"
Obviously, Feng Xuanzi mistakenly thought that the Nascent Soul aura she sensed before was this human demon.
After all, in her opinion, this devil must have some strength if he was able to bully sister Yue Lian before.
Although it is not ruled out that the other party has played some tricks, at least the demon's strength should not be weaker than Nascent Soul.
"You are absolutely right, madam. Let's head to Linhe Town quickly. I can't wait to take revenge with my own hands!"
Long Zhantian below also suggested the same thing.
"Her Majesty the Queen, give the order, we will definitely kill that devil!"
"Yes, Hand Blade Demon, I will avenge you!"
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, all the demons also echoed their words.
However, in the face of the suggestions from his subordinates and friends, Tushan Yuelian, who had just felt relieved... and had just recovered from the comfort, pondered for a while, but quickly shook his head:
"There's no rush, we'll talk about it later."
As soon as she finished speaking, the faces of the demons who had been so angry just now suddenly froze, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to continue to echo her words.
This is also the absolute majesty of Tushan Yuelian among this group of people and the embodiment of her authority as the Queen. They must unconditionally obey whatever Her Majesty the Queen decides.
However, Feng Xuanzi is obviously not among them.
"Sister, what are you waiting for? This is a fleeting opportunity!"
She couldn't understand why Tu Shan Yuelian let go of this great opportunity at this moment.
If they rush here right now, the devil might still be doing his evil deeds, and they can take advantage of him and kill him with one blow!
But if they wait for the devil to return to the Galaxy Sword Sect, then they may have to face the three Nascent Souls of the Sword Sect.
Although it is not too difficult to deal with Sister Yue Lian's strength, it will inevitably take a lot of effort.
Moreover, this is Tianhai Prefecture, not Fenghua Prefecture. If things get serious, it will be troublesome if the Yi Fenghou is alerted.
Sister, do you still want to take revenge?
However, her doubts did not last long, and Tushan Yuelian soon gave her answer:
"I have always acted openly and aboveboard. Although this son bullied me too much before, I have no intention of taking advantage of others' danger!
So this time, I plan to personally commit suicide at the gate of Jianzong Mountain and bring you and others here, just to eliminate the interference from the human race of Jianzong.
This time, I want to defeat this son one on one, and then cut him to pieces with a thousand knives. Only in this way can I relieve the hatred in my heart. "
As soon as the words fell, Feng Xuanzi was stunned, and the demons below also showed expressions of admiration.
This is their Queen!
I remember that when Her Majesty the Queen was so famous in Feng Huazhou, she never bothered to use their clan's specialty - charm. Instead, she relied on her absolute strength to crush the human Nascent Souls of Feng Huazhou majestically.
"Her Majesty the Queen is so righteous!"
"Madam, you are really... I cry to death..."
While the demons were amazed, Long Zhantian was also full of admiration.
Although in his previous life, he would definitely not agree with this approach, but would implement the way of thinking of "taking advantage of your illness to kill you".
However, as the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Now, the woman he recognized as his wife had advantages no matter what she did.
So, as the most notorious Banshee King in the Yunming Mountains, would Tu Shan Yuelian not even understand the simplest principle of "killing you while you are sick"?
Of course not.
This is just her excuse. Naturally, the demons present would not have thought of what Her Majesty the Queen was really thinking at this moment:
蒽~
The devil is now bullying the wife. Although his behavior has not disappointed me, I am afraid that after it is over, he will be a little helpless.
In other words, he has consumed a lot of energy today. If he rushes to take revenge now, he will probably...
I can’t have enough fun!
She didn't know what she was thinking of, but Tu Shan Yuelian's face turned slightly red, but she soon realized it, her face became furious, and she snorted coldly in her heart:
"Hmph, damn devil, just wait for me. In two days, after you regain your spirit...strength, I will definitely let you know what a tragic end will be for those who dare to offend me!"
"Pass this king's order to stay where you are. You will go down and wait for orders. Sister Xuanzi, could you please go to the Galaxy Sword Sect to find out the truth..."
Having said that, after sending the demons away, especially after Feng Xuanzi left, Tu Shan Yuelian took Long Zhantian with her and quietly left the flying boat.
Although now is not the best time for revenge, she still plans to go to Linhe Town to take a look.
Anthracene, she didn't mean anything else, she just wanted to meet this wife who was bullied by the devil.
The feeling of... humiliation at that time is still vivid in my mind now. Tushan Yuelian has been looking for someone to talk to recently, and now she finally met someone who had the same experience as her.
If possible, he might be able to win over this wife's "comrade" and become her secret agent buried among the human race.
After all, everyone has a common "enemy"!
……
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Two hours later, in Linhe Town, Zui asked Ju.
The performance was coming to an end, but it took a lot longer than expected. It was obvious that the two of them had played the role more than once.
This was far beyond En Hanmo's expectations. After all, after so long, who knew if Yun Tianhe would suddenly wake up?
Of course, the main reason was that he wanted to end it early and talk to Aunt Yun about the simulated world.
however……
"Anthracene~Mo'er, the medicine will still be effective for a long time, let's continue!"
Although Han Mo reminded himself countless times that this was the last time, really the last time.
But Yun Glaze would say these words every time, as if he had not fully vented his grievances and regrets from his previous life.
In the end, the helpless Han Mo could only half-joke:
"Amitabha, the female benefactor, is no more beautiful than a pink skull. Please don't use your beauty to test this poor monk."
"Holy monk, I seem to be entangled in karma recently, and I have signs of becoming a demon. Could you please ask the master to go deep into my transformation?"
Han Mo once again entered the state of meditative concentration of the old monk, but Yun Glaze's smile did not diminish, his delicate snowy face clung to the base of his Mo'er's ears, and he breathed out like blue.
"..."
Han Mo fell silent immediately. He was just joking. Unexpectedly, Yun Glaze actually took advantage of the situation and played the role again.
"Hey, Holy Monk, why don't you speak?"
Yun You used a coquettish tone to start disturbing Han Shengseng's originally strong state of mind.
As she spoke, the pair of restless, delicate black silk long legs were still gently pressing against the present.
"Female donor, there is no evil barrier in you!"
Han Mo's body suddenly trembled slightly. After a lot of effort, he finally suppressed the restlessness rising in his heart again and said slowly.
"How is this possible? I have been troubled by this evil barrier recently."
"If you don't believe me, look at what's going on with the two magic cherry blossoms in my heart?"
Saying that, Yun Glaze smiled charmingly, and her mature and enchanting body sat squarely on Han Mo's lap, and held his hands.
"Holy monk, do you feel it?"
For a moment, Han Mo's body shook, as if he had grasped the future.
He suddenly coughed lightly and could only say helplessly:
"According to what the female donor said, how should we deal with this poor monk?"
Yun Glaze's moist beautiful eyes stared at him. Her pretty face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her charming crimson lips were dotted with them. A plum blossom-like breath came out from her lips:
"Holy Monk, you are compassionate. Can you use the supreme Buddhist Dharma to condense and bless it on your hands, and then use Buddhist magic to dispel the demonic obstacles?"
Han Mo took a deep breath and finally lost to the charming female goblin:
"That's okay, but this is really the last time. Female donor, I have many things I want to talk to you about..."
Han Mo took a deep breath, quickly concentrated the Dharma on his hands, and began to dispel the demonic obstacles.
Under his hands full of Buddha nature, the demonic barriers were turbulent and crumbling, with nowhere to escape.
Yun Glaze, who was haunted by demonic obstacles, hooked Han Mo's neck with his lotus arms.
Try not to make any noise so as not to disturb the eminent monk.
After a while, after finally successfully exorcising the demon, Yun Glaze suddenly pressed the person in his arms to his chest, and opened his red lips slightly:
"Holy Monk, it seems that the demonic barrier that is entangled has been transferred!
"It seems to have moved to my mouth. Can the holy monk condense the supreme Dharma in his mouth and help me draw it out?"
Han Mo, who was struggling to survive, was a little confused.
Good guy, Aunt Yun, even if you have the memory of the simulated world in your previous life, you only played it once in your previous life.
Why are there so many tricks nowadays?
Or is this actually a talent?
After sighing for a moment, Han Mo had no choice but to continue.
"Well--!"
Soon, Yun Mo's delicate red lips were kissed, her long arms tightened around her Mo'er's neck, and she took the initiative to show him what it meant to be a lady on the tip of the tongue.
Within those thin black silk stockings, ten delicate toes smeared with red cinnamon could not help but rise, showing the owner's mood at this moment.
This was a deep exorcism, until the feeling of suffocation came. Yun Glaze, whose jade face was covered with red clouds, leaned charmingly in Han Mo's arms, half-squinting her beautiful eyes full of water.
There was a charming and unusually blurred moisture in those eyes, as well as the moistness on the fragrant lips, which seemed to be silently telling what had just happened.
At this moment, Yun Glaze's weak and boneless jade hand took the initiative to hold Han Mo's palm, and his slender white fingertips passed through the gap and clasped tightly with his fingers.
She was very greedy for this feeling. As long as she was with her Mo'er, she couldn't suppress the almost paranoid emotion. Of course, she didn't need to suppress it at the moment.