Xinyuehu looked at Kong Feishuang in surprise. The Landa Temple has stood firm for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is definitely not without support. Why can the Demon Emperor Wutian easily capture it?

Before Xinyuehu could come up with something, Kong Feishuang smiled and said, "Speaking of this, Sister Xiaoyue hasn't talked to your sweetheart yet. What kind of person is he?"

Kong Feishuang's beautiful face was full of teasing expressions, because no matter how Xinyuehu answered, it would be a mistake. Wuya was extremely talented and was defeated by Tang Cheng in Central Earth. The goddess in her heart was wrongly loved Tang Cheng. The woman who originally loved him also fell into Tang Cheng's arms. She never gained the upper hand in several battles.

This situation is very similar to Tang Feifan, but he was too humiliated. Tang Feifan was directly perverted and became a demon, but Wuya regarded it as a tempering. After returning to Beijuluzhou, Wuya worked hard and his accumulation was extremely strong. Finally, he successfully passed the disaster of the soul a year ago and became a new and tender demon saint.

Kong Feishuang believed that no matter how outstanding Xinyuehu's sweetheart was, it would not be better than Wuya. Xinyuehu and Kong Feishuang had been dealing with each other for many years and knew her tricks clearly. She didn't want to pay attention to this topic, but the trace of pride hidden behind Kong Feishuang's pupils hurt Xinyuehu.

She smiled slightly and said, "The person I love is naturally a hundred times better than Wuya. Otherwise, how could I break the heart lock talisman and ask Wuya for success?"

This sentence was like a sharp knife suddenly stabbing into Kong Feishuang's heart. Her face changed slightly and she said, "Is that so? So, what's so amazing about him?"

Xinyuehu's thoughts were flying, and his mind was rumbling. Speaking of which, Xinyuehu was also puzzled by why she fell in love with Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng would not say any continuous love words, nor would he be extremely romantic with her to watch the sun rise and the moon set, and the phoenix and the ape cry. She had followed Tang Cheng with malicious intentions, waiting for an opportunity to destroy the relationship between him and Long Zhuer.

However, although Tang Cheng once suspected, he was also full of heart and unpredictable along the way. Some people would say that this is stupid, and this kind of self-seeking death among the demon clan would be even more despised. But Xinyuehu was moved by this personality, completely fell in love with Tang Cheng.

As for whether Tangcheng has any advantages, what does it matter?

However, in front of Kong Feishuang, Xinyuehu was definitely unwilling to lose his momentum. She thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Wuya broke through the soul and became a demon saint. You are very proud compared to you, right?"

"I'm very proud, which means I chose the right man!" Kong Feishuang smiled happily and said, "Ask a happy one."

Xinyuehu smiled contemptuously and said, "I have been practicing for two hundred years before I became a demon saint. What's so proud of this? If my Tangcheng came to practice for only twenty years, I'm afraid I can become a demon saint and you will be so embarrassed!"

"Twenty years?" Kong Feishuang's face froze and then she burst into laughter. Kong Feishuang smiled and bent her lower back, her towering breasts trembled, like two heavy papayas.

"Sister Xiaoyue is really joking! If someone can make pills within twenty years, it is already an unparalleled qualification in the world. Even if he is a natural cultivation species, the dragon clan cannot become the position of demon saint within twenty years."

Xinyuehu said with a stern face: "I'm not joking!"

Kong Feishuang's face darkened and she said, "Sister Xiaoyue said this and she must go against me. So, your sweetheart, what is the name of Tangcheng, how old is he this year?"

Xinyuehu really knew this very well. She smiled slightly and said, "He is a tiger, and he is nineteen years old this year!"

Kong Feishuang didn't expect Tang Cheng to be so young, so she couldn't help but be stunned. Wuya was humiliated by Tang Cheng, so he naturally wouldn't spread such things everywhere. Therefore, Kong Feishuang still thought that Xinyuehu was just attracted by humans, so she abandoned Wuya.

This is also more in common sense. If you stay in the Beijuluzhou for too long, you will see either monsters or monsters. When you see humans, especially handsome humans, you will naturally be prone to being crazy.

This is what Kong Feishuang defines Tang Cheng - a handsome human.

Kong Feishuang smiled sarcastically and said, "Then has he formed a pill?"

Seeing Kong Feishuang coming to the door to look for the abuse, Xinyuehu smiled crisply and said, "Of course he is not as talented as Sister Shuang! Tang Cheng started practicing at the age of twelve, and advanced to the Yuan Liquid stage for three years and advanced to the Yuan Dan for three years. In other words, he has been advancing to the Yuan Dan for two years!"

Kong Feishuang's beautiful pupils suddenly contracted. Tang Cheng's advancement speed was too evil. Kong Feishuang also had some understanding of the speed of human cultivation. Most people have been practicing for six years, but most of them are still in the Qi training period, but Tang Cheng has formed a Yuan Dan, which is really incredible.

Based on Kong Feishuang's understanding of Xinyuehu, she would never lie about such easy-to-expose things. However, there is a world of difference between Yuandan and Yuanshen.

Kong Feishuang calmed down, made the expression on her face softer, and then said slowly: "So that's it. There is such a talented person in the world. No wonder Xiaoyue, who is so jealous that we are so impressed by our top-eyed sister."

After complimenting Tang Cheng first, Kong Feishuang said: "But, Sister Xiaoyue has heard a saying that if you don't get into the soul, you are all ants! How many talented monks in history ended up staying in the Yuandan stage, and it is rare to make progress; how many monks died in the soul calamity, I don't need to say more about these!"

Xinyuehu smiled softly and said, "What you are talking about is waste. The person I love is the Lord of Destiny. It is a waste of time to advance to the soul in eight years. If you don't waste time talking about love with me, you might be able to be a year or two in advance!" In order to stimulate Kong Feishuang, Xinyuehu has already started talking nonsense.

"You!" Kong Feishuang nipped her silver teeth lightly, her chest was undulating, and she was so angry that she was really angry. She thought for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Since Sister Xiaoyue is full of confidence in Tang Cheng, why don't we make a bet?"

Looking at the cunning in Kong Feishuang's eyes, Xinyuehu suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart, but she had no way out at this moment and said stubbornly: "What are you betting on?"

"Three more months, Tangcheng will be twenty years old!" Kong Feishuang looked at Xinyue Fox, as if she was watching a fox falling in a trap, full of pride.

"So what?"

"If Tangcheng cannot advance to the soul within three months, you have to be a maid for me and Wuya for the rest of your life, bring tea and water, cook and warm the bed, you have to take care of all these things."

Xinyuehu is the arrogant master. How could he be willing to accept this kind of insult, but at this moment she was helpless. She asked reluctantly: "What if Tang Cheng really advanced to the soul within three months?"

"Impossible!" It will take at least forty years for anyone to warm the Yuan Dan. Kong Feishuang knows this. If there is not enough time, there is no way to warm the Yuan Dan to a pure Yin state. Similarly, forty years are also to polish the mind of the monks. They will remove all the impetuousness bit by bit and completely eliminate the traits of human ordinary people. If there is insufficient time, it is very likely to fall in the catastrophe of the Yuanshen. I think no one is willing to take this risk just to show off his ability for a while.

"What if it succeeds?" Xinyuehu asked stubbornly, just to force Kong Feishuang to retreat and cancel the bet. Unexpectedly, Kong Feishuang bit his silver teeth and said, "If he is really successful, I won't call you a loss, sister, I will be a female slave for him for the rest of his life and serve you for the rest of his life."

Looking at Xinyuehu's dull face, Kong Feishuang smiled proudly and said, "Then we will make up for it! Sister, I won't bully you too much. I won't ask you to do this guy in the warm bed."

Kong Feishuang left a laugh and was about to go upstairs. Halfway through, Xinyuehu suddenly shouted from behind: "But I will, Sister Shuang, you are going to make a bed and quilt for Tang Cheng for the rest of your life!"

"Xiaoyue, you are still so stubborn!" Kong Feishuang stood on the stairs, looking down at Xinyuehu, smiled slowly, dragged his long skirt to the ground, and left with his head raised.

Xinyuehu smiled bitterly, raised his head, and sighed: "Tangcheng, where are you now?"

Tang Cheng, who was muttered by Xinyuehu, is in full swing at this moment. If possible, he really doesn't want to come to this muddy water, but it's too late to regret it now.
Chapter completed!