The sun was clear and beautiful, and it was another brand new and beautiful day. However, in the most majestic hall of Black Wind Village, an angry roar suddenly came out.
"Someone dares to touch the person that Boss Soul Eater likes! Are you two just losers?"
The angry person is a green-faced weirdo in black robes. As his anger breaks out, his disheveled hair twists and dances wildly, like vicious snakes. The terrifying aura of the Golden Core Realm is even more like a strong wind.
The general swept through the entire hall, overturning the tables and chairs in the hall, as well as the fragrant tea on the table that the slave had just brought for the early morning drinking...
Hong San, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at Brother Scar and looked at each other with fear in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and said: "Elder Qinggui, it's not because of the incompetence of my subordinates. It's because of that kid's special status that we can't
You dare to stop me! He should be someone sent by the Holy Lady."
"A saint's person?" Qing Gui was slightly shocked, but when he thought of the saint's temperament, he sneered disdainfully.
What kind of place is the Demon Sect? What kind of person is the Saint? Naturally, peripheral disciples like Brother Scar and Hong San, who have just been absorbed, don't know these secret things.
But Qinggui is very aware of these secrets. The demon cultivator values bloodline the most. A saint like this means she is born to be one of the best among tens of millions of people! She has an extremely cold and arrogant temperament. And because of the special skills practiced by the saint,
Sex is good at enslaving and controlling others, so in the eyes of the Saint, the so-called subordinates are actually no different from slaves and lackeys.
Therefore, rather than saying that the new messenger was someone sent by the Saint, it would be better to say that it was a dog at the feet of the Saint, not even as good as a dog.
Can a dog be compared with a figure like Lord Soul Eater, whose cultivation is almost at the realm of the void and underworld?
But it happened that such a thing, worse than a dog at the feet of the saint, was so presumptuous that he took the woman Lord Soul Eater liked and brought her to his room to drink the soup?
This is simply courting death!
As Aoki-sama's confidant, how could he not be angry?
"You two are so ignorant that you are reporting the matter to me now!" Qing Gui was furious, but what he was thinking about was that the girl was so young, she should have never been married, and she was a righteous monk who abided by the rules, so she must have been
The virgin body, this virgin body, was originally reserved for Master Soul Eater to enjoy after he came out of seclusion.
But one night has passed, and even if she was a virgin, she might have been ruined by the messenger who came out of nowhere. If Lord Soul Eater is unhappy, how should he explain it?
"We...it was already late at night, and we really didn't dare to disturb the elder's rest." Hong Sanzhan was very nervous. The reason why he delayed for an entire night before coming to report, of course, he had his own little calculation.
The messenger took the female monk into his bedroom late at night, and he naturally knew exactly what he wanted to do. Moreover, the messenger had warned him before that no one was allowed to disturb him at night, otherwise he would have his head chopped off...
If he really reported the matter to Qing Gui late at night and disturbed the envoy's good deeds, he would definitely be dead! Qing Gui has the status of an elder in the Demon Sect, so naturally he is not afraid of the envoy. But Hong San and Brother Scar,
But he had to face the envoy's revenge in the future...
"Don't you dare to disturb? I think you are looking for death!" Qing Gui raised his hand indifferently, breathing out the real energy in his palm.
"Okay! It's so early in the morning, brother Qing, why are you so angry?" At this time, another red-faced weirdo present said calmly: "The matter is now over, it's useless for you to kill them, why don't we go and have a meeting first?
Meet the messenger."
"That's right. Even if he is a dog, he is still a dog at the feet of the saint. Just teach him a lesson and take back the woman that the boss likes." Another blue-faced weirdo said. "As for these two people now, now
When you are employing people, let’s save their lives first.”
"Well, let's let them go first." Qing Gui frowned slightly, slowly put away his palms, looked coldly at Hong San and Brother Scar and said: "Lead the way, I want to see that guy
Little bastard!"
"Yes!" Brother Scar and Hong San breathed a sigh of relief and led the three elders towards Shen Lang's residence...
...
The warm sunshine shines through the small wall window and falls on the soft big bed. Shen Lang holds the girl in his arms and thinks about the madness at night. He has been very alert and diligent for the past twenty years. As long as he opens his eyes
Shen Lang, who must get up within five breaths, rarely wants to stay in bed for a while.
Maybe it's because you've consumed a lot of energy, so you're very tired?
In the second half of the night, Xia Qianjie, a strong girl, finally relaxed her pressure on him and let him turn over on her back, meekly letting him do whatever he wanted... What on earth was going on? Could it be that he was right?
Is he emotional? Or is it just lust?
When it comes to complex love affairs, Shen Lang, who has always seemed a bit idiotic, still doesn't understand it. He never likes to think about too many issues. He just looks at the beautiful face so close to him quietly, feeling a little dazed.
Xia Qianjie closed her eyes slightly. There was no arrogance on her delicate face, nor was there the coldness that would repel people thousands of miles away. She curled up in his arms like a docile kitten.
"It turns out that she is so charming and cute when she sleeps. Not only is she not annoying, but... people can't help but want to cherish her."
Shen Lang stared at Xia Qianjie, but suddenly felt that Xia Qianjie was not bad at all, she was just a little more unruly, willful, and sometimes acted without measure. And at this moment, Xia Qianjie was even more like a woman who had just given up her first love.
The innocent girl who was entrusted to him once leaned in his arms lovingly, enjoying his tenderness.
At such a strange moment, Shen Lang gradually felt an extremely strong impulse in his heart.
He wanted to kiss the girl's forehead, a kiss without any erotic thoughts, but just a kind of love. He wanted to do it, so he did it.
Shen Lang moved his body slowly, his movements were very careful and light, as if he couldn't bear to wake up the woman who was sleeping like a cat. Even when he was peeking at the saint taking a bath and his life was hanging by a thread, he
I've never been so careful...
But at this moment, the girl's long and sparse eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
"Wasn't last night enough?" Xia Qianjie did not avoid it, but at this moment, the arrogance and coldness that were familiar to Shen Lang and made him feel helpless had returned to Xia Qianjie's face.
"Uh..." Shen Lang laughed twice, but was unable to explain some of his true inner thoughts to Xia Qianjie.
Xia Qianjie never thought of asking Shen Lang for an explanation. She just sat up silently, as if she had been getting up alone for more than ten years, and began to put on her own clothes, as if everything last night had never happened and Shen Lang did not exist.
"Hey!" The previous meekness and the current indifference brought a huge psychological gap to Shen Lang. He had heard that it was ruthless to hang someone, but this sentence obviously refers to men. However, this little girl Xia Qianjie actually
More than men...
"What are you doing?" Xia Qianjie finally looked back at Shen Lang.
"Well...it's nothing." Shen Lang hesitated for a moment, but then asked a question he had wanted to ask for a long time, "I know you want to save people, and you are even willing to do anything to save people. Treat this as a dream.
, a deal... But at the same time, I also know that the Soul Eater from Black Wind Village seems to have taken a liking to you."
Shen Lang didn't notice that he used the word 'also', nor did he notice that he actually looked like a jealous little boy at this moment. He stared deeply at Xia Qianjie and asked in a very serious tone: "What if, Old Soul Eater
If the devil is willing to let people go for your sake, what will you do?"