Chapter 132: The Secret Art of Demon Spirit (Part 2)

"I have a husband." Gu Ying said firmly.

"Hahaha, so what! Do you know? I have so many women, even so many that I can't count them. Among them, you dare to speak to me like this!"

Bao Jian changed his tone and said, "Since that's the case, don't blame me! Demon Spirit, control this woman for me!"

The sound on the side of the vagina sounded from a corner of the room, and then a black shadow rushed into Gu Ying's body instantly. Gu Ying's body struggled violently for a few times, then stopped, his eyes were dim and lost their spirit.

"You forced me."

Bao Jian shook his head and sighed: "Don't worry, I just let the spirit demon control your body temporarily and did not destroy your consciousness. Tomorrow will be our wedding day. After the wedding night, you will be truly mine. At that time, your prohibition will be lifted!"

"Now you can repair your rest early, so as not to overwork tomorrow night and cannot stand my favorites!"

Bao Jian waved his hand and put Gu Yingtuo on the bed, then laughed and left the room.

With his current status, he has long disdained to rape him quickly. Beauties are as beautiful as jade. Only when they should be appreciated and warmed up carefully can they be elegant and moist.

Then, the invitation letters with exquisite workmanship were distributed to the hands of major nearby forces, and the sect was also busy preparing for the decorations.

With the operational ability of the Blood Fang Sect, it became well-known to everyone in Titan City after just one hour.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into Titan City, disciples from all levels of Xuelang Gate walked out of the sect and knocked on the doors of shops on the streets. In the name of the sect leader's greetings, they began to make money wantonly. For a moment, people on the streets were panicked, and even some shops with background forces dared not offend the bad luck.

The chaos lasted for two hours before it gradually stopped. The disciples of the Blood Lan Sect who had plundered a large amount of money came back with a load of money. Some well-known figures also began to come out of the mansion, bringing servants and valuable gifts, and heading towards the manor where the Blood Lan Sect was located.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Blood Gate Manor was fresh, with colorful lights hanging high, and disciples wearing festive clothes were walking back and forth, setting up a variety of ceremonies and a lively scene.

At the back mountain of the manor, a gorgeous high platform was built, and green bamboo steps extended downwards, covering a long red carpet. Pairs of chubby boys and girls stood on both sides with flower baskets loaded with flowers. Those who came to congratulate, led by their maids, entered the seats on both sides of the platform.

The fragrant tea and snacks were served, and the guests were chatting casually. After a while, Bao Jian came here. After a while of greetings with some distinguished guests, he slowly walked to the high platform.

Looking around, all the people from all forces who came to congratulate him were allowed to be held on the stage. Bao Jian was proud of himself, as if he had seen the Shengjing who surrendered to the future. After a long time, he came to his senses and made a gesture below. Suddenly, a pair of handsome golden boys and jade girls brought Gu Ying up.

Today, Gu Ying wore a white long dress, swaying in the wind while walking, looking simple and holy. Coupled with her outstanding appearance, Putian was astonishing as soon as she appeared in the venue, which caused the guests on both sides to exclaim. They all stopped discussing topics, and their eyes moved with Gu Ying's figure.

Bao Jian is so lucky that he actually found such a rare and super beauty. It’s really enviable!

However, these guests did not notice that Gu Ying's expression on her face was a little dull, her pupils were dull, and her movements were slightly stiff while walking.

Under the marvelous gaze of all the guests, Gu Ying was led to the high platform mechanically, with her pupils staring empty in front of her.

At this time, an old man wearing gorgeous clothes and a gloomy appearance flashed onto the platform and bowed to the ground and said, "Thank you all for your face. Today I will attend the wedding of our sect leader, Lord Bao Jian. I am lucky to host this wedding ceremony. If there is any inappropriate reception, I hope I will be able to do it!"

The guests on both sides stood up one after another, and smiled and applauded unwillingly. Most of Bao Jian’s wives and concubines were not counted. They held several weddings every year to take the opportunity to collect money from them. If they were not afraid of the strength of the Blood Gate, they would not have come here on their own initiative.

"Mr. Bao Jian, are you willing to take Miss Gu Ying as your concubine?" Yu Zhe said loudly.

"Haha, I'm willing! I'm willing!" Bao Jian laughed.

Everyone curled their lips in their hearts. It would be strange if they didn’t want to!

Yu Zhe smiled and nodded, then looked at Gu Ying: "Miss Gu Ying, are you willing to marry Lord Bao Jian as your concubine!"

Gu Ying opened his small mouth mechanically and was about to answer under the control of the demon spirit. However, his heart was surging, and a strange color suddenly flashed in his eyes. His body shook slightly, and he stopped the words he spoke to his mouth.

Silence, the stands entered a surprising silence, and everyone looked at Gu Ying strangely, wondering, what's going on?

"Well! Miss Gu Ying, are you willing to marry Lord Bao Jian as your concubine!"

Yu Zhe did not expect this to happen. He coughed to relieve the embarrassment and immediately raised the sound several decibels.

Gu Ying's fingers shook a few times, the divine light appeared in his eyes, his little mouth opened, and then closed it again. He repeated this several times, but still did not answer.

"Haha! What? You want to!"

Yu Zhe is also an old-fashioned person. When his eyes rolled, he had a solution. He took out his ears and pretended that he was too low to hear clearly. Then he laughed and said, "Miss Gu Ying is too shy and embarrassed to speak loudly! Haha, it's still my sect leader who is too charming!"

Hearing Yu Zhe's words, Bao Jian's initial ugly face had just gotten a little better, but just when he wanted to hug Gu Ying's waist and kiss Fenxiang, the glitter in Gu Ying's eyes suddenly recovered. He quickly took a few steps back, dodged Bao Jian's big hand, and shouted: "Get out! I don't want to!"

Bao Jian's face stopped and his big hand suddenly condensed in the air.

Gu Ying's crisp voice echoed above the manor. The guests on the seats on both sides looked at each other, and then a gloating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Bao Jian was considered a shame this time in full view of everyone!

"Gu Ying, you still dare to talk nonsense at this time. If you don't know what you are like, don't be rude to you!"

Bao Jian's face turned ashen, his eyes were fierce, and his voice threatened with a sinister voice.

All the guests looked at Gu Ying with sympathy. Those who could sit here to congratulate him were also considered the number one figure in this Titan City. Naturally, their heads quickly understood the tricks. It was just that the situation was so urgent that no one would stand up and meddle in other people's business. The power of the Blood Gate was so powerful that it could be provoked by anyone present.

But at this moment, a powerful voice suddenly sounded from the entrance of the manor, with a loud voice with a hint of anger, "Do you Bloody Gate? Are you brave enough to threaten me?"

I saw a thin young man strode towards this place from a distance. Every step he stepped on would ripples in the air. In just two or three breaths, he had already arrived at the field.

"Husband!"

Gu Ying showed joy on her face and shouted intimately.

Then, behind her, a pair of spiritual weapon wings flashed with silver-white metallic luster suddenly appeared. Before the thin young man could approach the platform, he flew up to meet him.

This scene happened too suddenly. Bao Jian was stunned for a while before he came to his senses. Looking at the young figure who was disturbing his concubine's wedding, his eyes instantly became extremely cold, "Boy, who are you? You dare to ruin my good deeds!"

"Tang Yi, Gu Ying's husband, dare to attack my woman. Today, the Blood Gang Sect will be destroyed."

Tang Yi's speed was neither too fast nor too slow, and he smiled indifferently at Bao Jian, but the words he said were extremely harsh and astonishing.

"Hahaha, I want to destroy my Bloody Gate? Just you! All the young men are here to me, kill this kid, and you will be rewarded!"

Bao Jian sneered disdainfully, and waved his hand and shouted at the elite guards guarding both sides of the platform.

"Kill! The sect leader will be rewarded!"

Hearing Bao Jian's order, the elite guards of the Blood Fang Sect seemed to smell the bloody beasts, waving their weapons and rushing towards Tang Yi.

Tang Yi's mouth curled up a curve, and there was no intention of dodging the attacks of these **-level monks. As his mind moved slightly, the fighting spirit suddenly erupted, forming a transparent ring-shaped ripple that spread out to the surroundings.

The seemingly inconspicuous ripples of fighting spirit were unexpectedly powerful. The elite guards who rushed up from the top level were all regressing involuntarily, leaving more than twenty meters before they staggered and stopped.

At this moment, all the people in the field opened their mouths in surprise, and the screams from their ears made them clearly realize that the scene they just saw was not a dazzling relationship.

"Hmph! You can release this kind of pressure from the fighting spirit without relying on spiritual weapons. It's quite a bit of skill, but with this little strength, you dare to come to my Xueyao Sect to cause trouble. Boy, you are here in the wrong place! Today, let me take your life on behalf of the Sect Master!"

Yu Zhe's face was ferocious, and before he could finish his words, his figure had turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards Tang Yi from the high platform.

The rich blue fighting spirit surged out and rotated at high speed around Yu Zhe. The ground was lifted up wherever he passed.

Tang Yi slanted slightly to the side, and hugged Gu Ying's waist, still maintaining the posture of moving forward in an instant, but his speed slowed down a lot. He just took a slight look at Yu Zhe's fierce fighting skills, and the red fighting spirit lingered out from his palm. Before Yu Zhe could rush in front of him, a red fighting spirit was trained to swing over.

Chapter 132: The Secret Art of Demon Spirit (Part 2)

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