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Chapter 561: Rose With Thorn

The door opened slightly and looking at the broken wine glasses and flasks on the floor, Taoist Cang Jie was slightly startled and said with a smile: "It seems that Messenger Mo is not in a good mood."

"Why are you here?" Mo Yingyou frowned and was about to wave Taoist Cang Jie away without thinking. But just when he was about to do so, he suddenly thought that Taoist Cang Jie was a saint who had been placed in the Zhengdao Sect. The chess piece seems to be very familiar with a certain hateful boy.

"Oh, you came just in time. I heard before that that guy named Shen is your apprentice?" Mo Ying said quietly.

"His name is Shen Lang, and he was indeed my disciple before." Taoist Cang Jie gritted his teeth and said, "That guy is despicable, shameless, and very shameless. But I don't know what's going on, such a shameless guy, he just became a I became the junior uncle of the Qingyun Sect."

"Uncle Qingyun?" Mo Yingyou was slightly startled, feeling very surprised.

"Yes, I came here just to remind the special envoy not to underestimate that guy, let alone let him slip away from the ancient clan. Otherwise, if he returns to the sect to bring reinforcements, I am afraid that a strong man like Yu Yangzi in the Cave Void Realm will , can be invited by him, and then..." Taoist Cang Jie was very worried.

"Hmph! You don't need to teach me this." Mo Yingyou sneered: "We have reached the most critical period. Not to mention that he can't leave. No one in the ancient tribe of the wilderness can even think of leaving, not even one of his own."

"That's very good." Taoist Cang Jie nodded and asked curiously: "I just don't know when that big thing will be accomplished?"

Mo Yingyou looked at the sky outside the window and said: "Six days later, when we sacrifice to the sky, it will be the day when the ancient tribes of the wilderness will lose everything and surrender to the Demon Sect!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Taoist Cang Jie said three good words in a row, and said flatteringly: "Recovering the ancient tribes of the wilderness is an unparalleled feat. By then, the status of the special envoy in the demonic path will skyrocket. , the status is more noble."

After hearing this, Mo Yingyou couldn't help but laugh, and the original depressed mood was swept away, "At that time, I will cut that kid into pieces, and the two women around him... No !It’s three! I want him to watch his own woman surrender to my crotch.”

The smile on Mo Yingyou's fair face became more sinister, and he couldn't help but look forward to what would happen in six days.

"It's natural. If those three women can serve Messenger Mo, it will be their blessing." Taoist Cang Jie saw him smiling happily and continued to flatter him while the iron was hot: "Speaking of which, I still have something to ask for. ."

"What's the matter?" Mo Yingyou asked.

"To be honest, I took the Devil's Heart Pill given by the Holy Lady a long time ago." Taoist Cang Jie said: "That pill can greatly stimulate the potential in the monk's body, but once you stop taking the medicine, you will have to endure the pain from time to time. The pain of the demonic fire that burns the heart.”

"Well, of course I know the properties of the Devil's Heart Pill. What's the matter? Didn't the Saint leave enough pills for you?" Mo Yingyou asked in confusion.

"The virtuous saint will not harm me. In fact, I still have a devil's heart pill in my body." Taoist Cang Jie said helplessly: "But in the battle in the coniferous forest a few days ago, I wanted to kill Shen in one fell swoop. Lang, in order to improve my strength in a short time, I took that pill in advance. So I want to ask Messenger Mo to help refine one."

"Ask me to refine the Demon Heart Pill? Then you are asking the wrong person. I can't refine such a special pill." Mo Ying said quietly.

"Can't refine it?" Taoist Cang Jie didn't believe it at all.

In fact, he did not ask for this randomly, because he had already found out clearly that the Mo Messenger in front of him looked young, but he was already a fourth-grade alchemist!

And having taken the Demonic Heart Pill several times, he can roughly judge that the Demonic Heart Pill is not very powerful and should only be a third-grade elixir. How could a fourth-grade alchemist not be able to refine a third-grade elixir?

There is no doubt that Mo Yingyou doesn't want to help him!

"Don't think blindly." Mo Ying said with a smile: "To be honest, the refining of the Demonic Heart Pill is not difficult, and the spiritual materials are not precious. However, there is a special ingredient in the pill.

You can never find a trace of it in the mainland, but it is inexhaustible only in the saint."

"I've searched all over the continent and can't find any trace of it? Is it inexhaustible for the saint?" Taoist Cang Jie was shocked, but he couldn't guess what kind of ingredient it was. He just thought in his heart, could it be the saint?

Can flowers bloom on the body and then turn into spiritual materials?

Where in the world can such evil things happen?

Mo Yingyou didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly showed a weird smile, spit on the ground and said, "It may be an honor for you to be able to eat that kind of food."

Taoist Cang Jie didn't understand what that kind of thing actually meant, and echoed: "Of course, it is an honor to receive the elixir given by the Holy Lady."

"Oh, by the way! You don't have to worry about the Devil's Heart Pill." Mo Yingyou said, "Because the Holy Lady is already here."

"The Holy Lady is here too?" Taoist Cang Jie's expression changed drastically. He not only had a desire for the Devil's Heart Pill, but also had endless fear of that superior woman.

After a long time, he swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty: "Where is the Holy Lady at this time?"

Mo Yingyou turned to look south, "She's right there..."

...

Three miles away to the south, there is a small garden called Ye Qiong Garden.

Hu Xiaomei took Shen Lang's hand and hid in a dark corner. She pointed to the courtyard in front and said, "Mother lives over there for the time being, but there are many guards inside and no one is allowed to get close. How can we

Go in?"

"Not allowed to get close? Others can't get close, so why can't I, the dignified envoy Cang Ming, get close too?" Shen Lang chuckled and turned into Mo Yingyou.

"Uh..." Hu Xiaomei then realized that no matter whether it was a dragon's pond or a tiger's den or a heavily guarded place, it was undoubtedly bullshit in the face of Shen Lang's magical skills.

However, just when Shen Lang succeeded in his transformation and was about to walk out with Hu Xiaomei in a swagger, he suddenly saw a large number of cat guards in front of the courtyard kneeling on the ground. A man in black robe came from inside the courtyard.

Get out.

When he saw the black robe at first, Shen Lang only thought it was the black robe messenger of Cang Ming Sect. However, when he saw that beautiful face that he would never forget for just one glance, his whole body was moved by it.

Stay for a while.

Because that person is none other than Leng Yanji, the saint of the Demon Sect.

The Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect is very beautiful, but that kind of beauty is completely different from the fairies' beauty that seems to be filled with fairy spirit.

If fairies are as noble as daffodils and as pure and flawless as gardenias, then the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect is like a thorny rose!

It was a kind of bright beauty, an astonishing beauty. Even though everyone knew that she had thorns on her body, they still couldn't help but want to get closer, even if the thorns on her body were covered with bruises and blood flowed out, and the rose was covered with blood.

The color is dyed more blood red and bright, and I am willing to do so.

At the same time, it is also the beauty that represents desire. Just one look at her seems to evoke endless desires in the heart, and then due to various desires, she falls into the trap set by her own hands, and her destiny is firmly controlled by her.

.

She seems to be born to be a controller, born to be the queen of darkness, controlling the deepest desires in people's hearts.

"Brother..." Hu Xiaomei seemed to want to whisper something, but Shen Lang suddenly woke up and quickly covered Hu Xiaomei's mouth and eyes, then closed his own eyes and huddled in the corner, unwilling to continue

He glanced at that woman, because he felt that as long as he had any interaction with that woman, it would be very dangerous...


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