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Chapter 381

Sikong Yanran watched Ding Hao rushing towards him with malicious intentions, but she couldn't even lift a trace of force on her body.

After nibbling with silver teeth, Sikong Yanran finally changed her expression of fear and said, "What are you going to do?"

He just laughed strangely, but Ding Hao did not answer. Ten black lines of energy emerged between his hands and entangled Sikong Yanran.

When Ding Hao arrived beside Sikong Yanran, Sikong Yanran was already wrapped in a black line-like qi, and she struggled weakly and could not be freed from the black line.

Her wet body set off her proud body and made her look faintly.

The fair skin is as warm as mutton fat, and it emits a faint holy light. The dust on itself has long been washed clean and untainted because it is immersed in water.

Before she could really get close to her, Ding Hao couldn't help but become male, thinking of the domineering nature of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, the miserable experience with his mother, and his abandoned wilderness.

Ding Hao let out a nearly beastly scream and pounced towards Sikong Yanran.

………

Half an hour later, Ding Hao, who had finished venting, looked at Sikong Yanran's pale face and spoke sarcastically: "The goddess of Shenxiao Dao Sect! Hehe..."

At this time, Sikong Yanran seemed to have no idea what Ding Hao said. Her beautiful eyes suddenly lost their color, and she was stunned, as if she was lost.

"I won't kill you. Not only will I not kill you, but I hope you will live well. I will not move your magic weapon, and I hope you can continue to serve the Shenxiao Dao Sect.

But from now on, you must remember that you, the goddess of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, have been abused by a demon like me, but you will still be humiliated by you!" Ding Hao said lightly.

After raped the goddess Sikong Yan, Ding Hao not only received extreme physical pleasure. The heartbreak and pain of his mother's capture seemed to have weakened a lot.

Looking at the current goddess Sikong Yanran, who was humiliated by herself and became like this, Ding Hao felt that it was more cost-effective to let her live than to let her die.

It seemed as if after raped her, she had already won a victory in the long battle with the Shenxiao Dao Sect. The deep hatred that had been suppressing in her heart seemed to have been vented and compensated.

But now Sikong Yanran is still beautiful without any light, and her whole body looks dark, like a walking corpse. It seems that the blow to her this incident is indeed even more uncomfortable than death.

No longer caring about Sikong Yanran, Ding Hao sneered, and finally glanced at Sikong Yanran, suddenly soared into the sky and flew towards the shadow demon floating and in the void.

At this time, the green light surrounding the shadow demon was already faintly present and vague. The shadow demon, whose face was originally quiet and peaceful, frowned slightly at this moment, as if he was about to wake up.

Standing quietly beside the Shadow Demon, Ding Hao's eyes were as sharp as a torch. He stared straight at the Shadow Demon, unable to control it, and his face suddenly became ferocious and calm.

Not long after, a "moan" sounded from the Shadow Demon's mouth, and the sound was so gentle that it was extremely gentle and pleasant, completely different from her original dull and dull voice, which surprised Ding Hao.

Then, on the face of the Shadow Demon, the only brilliant eye slowly opened, and a cold light flashed through the Shadow Demon's eyes, staring at Ding Hao, and said, "Thank you for your kindness of saving you. But now you have no value!"

The "Dead Fork" suddenly appeared from the hands of the Shadow Demon, and a green light shining brightly appeared. An evil and dark aura emanated from the "Dead Fork" and was facing Ding Hao's head.

He cursed in his heart, Ding Hao was about to fight to the death, but suddenly he felt the "Qingming Cauldron" in his body escape from his heavenly spirit cap.

It floated above his own head and emitted a blue light, just like the breath emitted from the "necrotic fork". But it was many times stronger.

The "necrotic fork" that was originally attacking Ding Hao suddenly stopped in the void. It trembled violently, but it did not dare to approach it, as if a minister was paying homage to the emperor, trembling continuously.

And the shadow demon, whose originally cold face suddenly shouted in horror after the appearance of the "Qingming Cauldron": "Qingming Cauldron!"

Then, beyond Ding Hao's surprise, the shadow demon suddenly put away the "necrotic fork", and knelt in front of Ding Hao in the void, and said, "Ming Ji, a disciple of the Netherworld Demon Sect, paid homage to the leader. His subordinates didn't know that the leader had obtained the Qingming Cauldron, so they were very disrespectful to the leader, so they asked the leader to punish him!"

As soon as these words came out, Ding Hao was stunned, then looked at the Shadow Demon with suspicion and said unkindly: "What are you doing with the Shadow Demon? If you want to kill me, you can use some skills and say these inexplicable words, what do you mean?"

"Forgive the master, but Ming Ji is not a joke. Since ancient times, the Nether Demon Cult has made it clear. As long as the person recognized by the "Qingming Cauldron", no matter who he is or what kind of cultivation, he is the leader of the Nether Demon Cult!

So when my subordinates saw the sacred object "Qingming Cauldron" in the mainland sect, they said this, and they did not dare to hide or have any other intentions from the sect leader!" The shadow demon said seriously.

Ding Hao was still half-believing and half-doubting about what the Shadow Demon said, but Ding Hao was sure that the "Qingming Cauldron" he obtained was actually a holy object of the Netherworld Demon Sect, and it seemed that it was quite a bit of a small background.

The surrender that the "Neiling Fork" showed when facing the "Qingming Cauldron" also made Ding Hao confirm that the "Qingming Cauldron" must be a treasure that is better than the "Neiling Fork", and it seems to have a slight effect on the "Neiling Fork".

After waved his hand, Ding Hao signaled the shadow demon to get up, then looked at the shadow demon, Ding Hao said, "No matter whether what you said is true or false, should we leave here first and find a place where we can speak?"

After hearing what Ding Hao said, the Shadow Demon, who had just stood up, actually knelt in front of Ding Hao again in fear and said in even more horror: "Everything Ming Ji said is true, and he will definitely not dare to deceive the leader, and I hope the leader will observe clearly."

Seeing this shadow demon performing like this, Ding Hao couldn't help but believe the words of the shadow demon, and thought in his heart that the Netherworld Demon Sect is a disciplined sect, and the distinction between superiority and inferiority is so obvious.

"Okay, okay! Do you know where this place is and how to leave here?" Ding Hao asked impatiently.

Then he slowly stood up, and the Shadow Demon said, "Report to the leader, Ming Ji doesn't know where this place is. Only by returning to the entrance of the cave above can Ming Ji find a way out."

Nodding, Ding Hao said calmly: "Since that's the case, then let's go back to the entrance of the cave first."

Looking at the head that was unknown height, Ding Hao was about to fly up and found that the Shadow Demon had a strange face. Following the Shadow Demon's direction, Ding Hao saw Sikong Yanran sitting there insanely.

Ding Hao immediately understood the thoughts of Shadow Demon, and his face sank. Ding Hao said, "This Sikong Yanran will stay here and let her die for herself. Don't worry too much."

"I understand, I understand, the leader forgives my sins!" Shadow Demon knelt down again and said in a hurry.

With a stern face, Ding Hao snorted lightly, then finally glanced at the goddess Sikong Yanran and flew towards the sky. When Shadow Demon Ming Ji saw Ding Hao flying up, he hurriedly followed Ding Hao behind him, without looking at the goddess Sikong Yanran again.

After a while, Ding Hao and Ming Ji returned to the fallen cave entrance, looked around and found that it was still pitch black. It was not until the Ming Ji came up that it brought a faint green light, which came from the "dead fork" in the hands of Ming Ji.

The faint green light shone on Ming Ji's ordinary silent face, looking like a female ghost, and it looked even more gloomy and terrifying in this dark and invisible Netherworld Cave.

Ming Ji saw Ding Hao staring at him straight, as if he had thought of something, and said in a gentle and beautiful voice, "God of the Sect Master," then emitted a faint green light from his hands and gently rubbed his cheeks.

A moment later, a clear and pale face appeared in front of Ding Hao. Compared with the original plain face, it was countless times more beautiful. Under the same faint green light, if it was a ghost just now, it would be a ghost now.

"The face of my subordinate after disguise was scared to the leader. I hope the leader will forgive him. This is the true face of Ming Ji!" Shadow Demon Ming Ji said in that warm and water-like voice.

Nodding, Ding Hao said lightly: "It's okay!"

Then he pondered for a moment, and Ding Hao said, "I put my magic sword on your neck. Are you true or false?"

"The leader forgives his sins, and the leader forgives his sins!" Ming Ji said hurriedly.

As soon as she saw her now, Ding Hao knew that what she said just now must be untrue.

Ding Hao felt a little bored with the strict rules of the Netherworld Demon Cult, so he said impatiently: "Don't make a fuss about it at any time. How did you talk to me at the beginning? Now it's the same as before. Don't mix so many etiquettes in it!"
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