Sikong Yanran watched helplessly as Ding Hao rushed towards him with ill intentions, but she couldn't even raise the slightest strength in her body.
Biting her silver teeth, Sikong Yanran finally changed her expression, showing a look of horror, and said: "What are you going to do?"
He just laughed strangely, but Ding Hao didn't answer. Ten black lines of Qi emerged between his hands and wrapped around Sikong Yanran.
By the time Ding Haoxing reached Sikong Yanran's side, Sikong Yanran was already wrapped in a black line of strong air, and he could not free himself from the black line despite his feeble struggle.
Her wet body made her proud and delicate body appear faintly.
The fair skin is as moist as mutton fat, and it emits a faint holy light. The dust on the body has long been washed away due to being immersed in water.
Before he really got close to her, Ding Hao couldn't help but develop masculine characteristics, thinking of the tyranny of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, the miserable experience with his mother, and his own abandonment in the wilderness.
Ding Hao let out an almost beast-like scream and rushed towards Sikong Yanran.
………
Half an hour later, Ding Hao, who had finished venting his anger, looked at Sikong Yanran's dazed and pale face. He said sarcastically: "The goddess of Shenxiao Dao Sect! Hehe..."
At this time, Sikong Yanran seemed to have no idea what Ding Hao was saying. Her beautiful eyes seemed to have suddenly lost their color, and her whole person was stunned, as if she had lost her soul.
"I will not kill you. Not only will I not kill you, but I hope you will live well. I will not move your magic weapon. I hope you can continue to serve the Shenxiao Dao Sect.
But from now on, you have to remember that you, the goddess of Shenxiao Dao Sect, was also wantonly humiliated by a devil like me!" Ding Hao said lightly.
After raping the goddess Sikong Yan, Ding Hao not only experienced extreme physical pleasure, but the heartbreak and pain caused by his mother's capture seemed to have weakened a lot.
And seeing the goddess Sikong Yanran in such a state after being insulted by him, Ding Hao felt that it was more cost-effective to let her live than to let her die.
It was as if after raping her, he had won a victory in the long battle with the Shenxiao Dao Sect. The deep-seated hatred that had been suppressed in his heart seemed to have been vented and compensated.
But now, Sikong Yanran's beautiful eyes still lacked any brightness, and her whole person looked gloomy, like a walking corpse. It seemed that the blow this incident had given her was indeed worse than death.
No longer caring about Sikong Yanran, Ding Hao sneered, took one last look at Sikong Yanran, and suddenly rose into the sky, flying towards the shadow demon suspended in the void.
At this time, the green light surrounding Shadow Demon's body was already faint and vague. However, Shadow Demon, who had a calm and peaceful face, frowned slightly at this time, as if he was about to wake up.
Standing quietly next to the shadow demon, Ding Hao's eyes were like a torch. He stared straight at the shadow demon, uncertain in his heart, and his face was sometimes ferocious, and sometimes calm.
Not long after, a "嘤咛" came out of Shadow Demon's mouth. The voice was so gentle and so audible that it was completely different from her original plain and dull voice, which surprised Ding Hao.
Then, the only outstanding eye on the shadow demon's face slowly opened, and a cold light flashed from the shadow demon's eyes, staring directly at Ding Hao, saying: "Thank you for your help. But now you have nothing."
It’s worth it!”
The "Necromancer's Fork" suddenly appeared from Shadow Demon's hand, with a green glow. An evil and dark aura came from the "Necromancer's Fork" and headed towards Ding Hao's head.
Cursing secretly in his heart, Ding Hao was about to fight to the death when he suddenly felt the "Qingming Cauldron" in his body and escaped from his Tianling Cap.
It was suspended above his head, emitting a cyan light. It was the same as the breath coming from the "Death Fork", but it was countless times more powerful.
The "Death Fork" that was originally heading towards Ding Hao suddenly stopped in the void. It was shaking violently, but did not dare to move forward. It was like a minister paying homage to the emperor, shaking continuously.
And the shadow demon, with his originally cold face, suddenly shouted in horror after the "Qingming Cauldron" appeared: "Qingming Cauldron!"
Then, beyond Ding Hao's expectation, the shadow demon suddenly put away the "Death Fork" and knelt in front of Ding Hao in the void, saying: "Ming Ji, a disciple of the Nether Demon Sect, paid homage to the leader.
I don’t know that the leader has obtained the Qingming Cauldron, and I am very disrespectful to the leader. I ask the leader to punish me!”
As soon as these words came out, Ding Hao was stunned, then looked at Shadow Demon with suspicion, and said unkindly: "What kind of shadow demon are you doing? If you want to kill me, you have to show your skills and say these inexplicable words.
What means?"
"The leader forgives me, but Ming Ji is not joking. The Netherworld Demon Sect has made it clear since ancient times. As long as the person recognized as the master of the 'Qingming Cauldron', no matter who he is or what his cultivation level is, he will be the leader of the Netherworld Demon Sect!
That’s why my subordinates said this when they saw the sect’s sacred object ‘Qing Ming Cauldron’ inside the sect leader’s body, and they didn’t dare to hide anything from the sect leader!” Shadow Demon said sternly.
Ding Hao was still dubious about what Shadow Demon said, but one thing Ding Hao was sure of was that the "Qingming Cauldron" he obtained turned out to be a sacred object of the Netherworld Demon Cult, and it seemed to have a lot of background.
And the surrender shown by the "Dead Soul Fork" when facing the "Qingming Cauldron" also made Ding Hao certain that the "Qingming Cauldron" must be a better treasure than the "Dead Soul Fork", and it seemed
It also has a subtle restraining effect on the "Death Fork".
Waving his hand, Ding Hao signaled the shadow demon to stand up, and then looked at the shadow demon, Ding Hao said: "Whether what you say is true or false, should we leave here first and find a place where we can talk?"
After hearing what Ding Hao said, Shadow Demon, who had just stood up, knelt down in front of Ding Hao again in fear and fear, and even said in horror: "Everything Ming Ji said is true, I definitely don't dare to deceive the leader, and I hope the leader will be aware of it.
"
Seeing the Shadow Demon's performance, Ding Hao couldn't help but believe the Shadow Demon's words. He secretly thought that the Netherworld Demon Cult was a highly disciplined sect, and the distinction between superiority and inferiority was so obvious.
"Okay, okay! Do you know where this place is and how to leave from here?" Ding Hao asked impatiently.
Then he slowly stood up and Shadow Demon said: "Report to the leader, Ming Ji doesn't know where this place is. Only by returning to the cave entrance above can Ming Ji find a way out."
Ding Hao nodded and said calmly: "In that case, let's return to the cave entrance first."
Looking at the top of his head at an unknown height, Ding Hao was about to fly up when he noticed that the shadow demon had a strange face. Following the direction of the shadow demon, Ding Hao saw Sikong Yanran sitting there in a daze.
Ding Hao immediately understood what Shadow Demon was thinking. His face sank and he said, "This Sikong Yanran will stay here and let her fend for herself. Don't worry too much."
"I understand, I understand, leader, forgive me!" Shadow Demon knelt down again and said hurriedly.
With a straight face, Ding Hao let out a light "hum", then glanced at the goddess Sikong Yanran one last time, and flew upwards fiercely. As soon as Shadow Demon Mingji saw Ding Hao flying up, she hurriedly followed Ding Hao and flew out without a trace.
Take another look at the goddess Sikong Yanran.
After a while, Ding Hao and Ming Ji returned to the entrance of the cave where they had fallen. They looked around and found that it was still pitch black. It was not until Ming Ji came up that a faint green light came. The light came from the "death" in Ming Ji's hand.
"Lingcha".
The green light reflected on Ming Ji's plain and silent face, making her look like a female ghost. In this dark and invisible Nether Cave, she looked even more eerie and terrifying.
Ming Ji saw Ding Hao staring straight at her, as if she had thought of something, and said "Master, forgive me" in a warm and clear voice, then her hands glowed with a faint green light, and she gently rubbed her cheeks.
After a moment, a clear and slightly pale face appeared in front of Ding Hao. Compared with the original plain face, it was countless times more beautiful. Under the same green light, if it was a ghost just now, then now
It's a lustful ghost.
"My subordinate's disguised face scared the leader. I hope the leader will forgive me. This is Ming Ji's original face!" Shadow Demon Ming Ji said in a voice as gentle as water.
Ding Hao nodded and said lightly: "It doesn't matter!"
Then after pondering for a moment, Ding Hao said: "When I put my magic sword on your neck, were what you said true or false?"
"Master, forgive me, Master, forgive me!" Ming Ji said hurriedly.
As soon as he saw her current appearance, Ding Hao knew that what she just said was definitely untrue.
Ding Hao felt a little bored with the strict rules of the Netherworld Demon Sect, so he said impatiently: "Don't make a fuss at every turn. How you talked to me back then is the same as before now, don't mix in so many etiquette!
"
When Ding Hao said this, Ming Ji was slightly startled. Looking at Ding Hao's extremely impatient expression, she nodded after a moment and said: "I obey!"