In the darkness, the footsteps of the saint were getting closer and closer, and the pounding sound of Shen Lang's heart was getting faster and faster.
The two voices seemed to be entangled together, so much so that Shen Lang felt as if the saint's feet were stepping on his heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. He was also very worried that the saint would turn to this person.
Come along.
Fortunately, Leng Yanji was in a really good mood today. She had been thinking about the two important things in her heart, and she didn't even notice Shen Lang in the shadow of the corner not far away.
The first of those two major events is, of course, related to the Ancient Savage Clan. Everything is going smoothly in the development of Absence, and it won’t be long before the Ancient Savage Clan may become members of the Demon Sect.
The second thing is about Xue Linglan.
Xue Linglan took the Magic Heart Pill and even contacted her once. This is undoubtedly a good signal.
Of course, the goddess's bloodline is extremely powerful and cannot be controlled by a single devil's heart pill. The goddess's heart is also extremely arrogant. It is not easy to subjugate such a person, nor can it be accomplished overnight.
But no matter what kind of person he or she is, there will always be desires. And the terrible thing about desires is that desires are so hard to fill that people can never be satisfied. So she believes that as long as Xue Linglan takes the first step, then the next ninety-nine steps will be taken.
It will all be easier.
As long as she is given enough time, it is not impossible to completely tame this goddess with a proud heart and endless potential.
"If I get the inheritance from the Demon Lord in the future, I can tame the goddess as my subordinate. Why should I be afraid of the emperor of heaven and earth, and why should I be afraid of the righteous way!" Thinking of this, Leng Yanji's figure floated up, and she didn't know where she went.
...
After a long time, Shen Lang, who was hiding in the corner, breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Leng Yanji had gone far.
Hu Xiaomei asked in confusion, "Brother, who is she? Why are you so afraid of her?"
"Afraid?" Shen Lang recalled the last time he met the Saint and was almost controlled by her, and couldn't help but broke out in a cold sweat: "That girl's methods are very evil, and she has a way to forcibly control people's thoughts.
, planting a brand deep in the soul of a person, I am afraid that anyone who sees it will be afraid of it."
"Uh..." Hu Xiaomei frowned, as if she didn't understand what Shen Lang said.
"For example, she may use some means to turn you into a puppet, and then control you and enslave you for the rest of your life. You have to kneel in front of her every day, and the height of your head is not allowed to exceed the height of her hips. There is no dignity at all.
, and there is no freedom at all. Moreover, she may also ask you to do many things you don't want to do, or things that are very shameful, and she may even order you to betray your best friends and family and take away everything from you."
Shen Lang breathed a long sigh of relief, and his face was extremely solemn: "What's even more frightening is that you won't really lose your mind just because you are controlled by her. You will clearly understand what kind of bastard thing you are doing, but you don't have a strong will.
Disobeying her orders, and then falling into the dark abyss in pain and torture, would be a torture a hundred times more terrible than death..."
"This..." Hu Xiaomei couldn't help but shrink her neck after hearing Shen Lang's long words.
"You know you're afraid now, right?" Shen Lang said.
"Well... I have the gift of body protection with the clan pattern of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox bloodline. She shouldn't be able to control me, right?" Hu Xiaomei said a little uneasily.
However, Shen Lang suddenly remembered a certain sentence of the unknown old demon, and said with sincerity: "All things are mutually reinforcing each other, how can there be any absolutely invincible physique? Women like the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, just stay away from them, and avoid them if you can."
Avoid it, there will definitely be bad things if you get it."
"Oh. Xiaomei understands then." Hu Xiaomei looked like she was willing to accept the teaching, and kept these words in her heart. Then she asked: "Anyway, the Holy Girl of the Demon Sect has left, so let's follow the original plan
action?"
"Yes." Shen Lang nodded and was about to take Hu Xiaomei to Ye Qiongyuan. However, just as he lifted his steps, he suddenly thought of another question.
According to the original plan, he was to become an envoy of Cang Ming Sect and go to Ye Qiongyuan. Looking at this plan, there was indeed nothing wrong with it.
But if you think about it seriously, since the Holy Girl of the Demon Sect appears here, it means that the envoy of the Cangming Sect is definitely not the person in charge. Moreover, in addition to the Saint, there is also a certain possibility that there are other big figures of the Demon Sect here.
.
What if after becoming the Nether Messenger, I bump into some big shot from the Demon Sect in Ye Qiongyuan? Wouldn’t it be very passive if I was interrogated?
Therefore, as long as you don't transform, you will definitely become a person that others will never dare to question, or even look at. For example, if you become...
Thinking that he was going to become someone, Shen Lang couldn't help but feel a little weird in his heart, but as he was always very shameless in doing things, he quickly overcame that strange emotion and thought, isn't it just to become a woman? It's not like he hasn't changed before. So.
He suddenly transformed and really looked like the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect. He took Hu Xiaomei's hand and said, "Xiao Mei, what do you think about turning into this?"
When she first heard the woman's cold voice, Hu Xiaomei was startled, and when she saw that the scary woman who had just been discussed appeared in front of her, she was even more frightened and quickly ran away from Shen Lang.
hand.
"Don't be afraid, it's me." Shen Lang said.
Hu Xiaomei came back to her senses and knew that the saint in front of her was Shen Lang. Naturally, she no longer felt fear in her heart. Instead, she looked at her beautiful face and said with a smile, "Big brother has become a big sister."
Shen Lang's head was full of black lines, and he glared at Hu Xiaomei and said, "I have made such a big sacrifice for the sake of business, and you still laugh at me. Otherwise, will you pretend to be a saint?"
"No, no, no! I think the eldest brother is better at this." Hu Xiaomei shook her head and said.
This sentence seems to be praising Shen Lang for his strong adaptability and his ability to deal with unexpected situations. But when Shen Lang listened, he always felt something strange.
What do you mean he is better at it? Does it mean that he is more like a woman and more suitable for pretending to be a saint?
"Don't make trouble first, let's see if it looks like it." Shen Lang said.
"Well...the appearance is the same, the aura on the body is the same, but the temperament is different." Hu Xiaomei said seriously.
"It's difficult to draw a tiger's bones. Things like temperament are the most elusive and cannot be changed." Shen Lang said: "However, it shouldn't be a problem to scare most people."
"Well..." Hu Xiaomei held her chin and said, "There is something different."
"What's different?" Shen Lang asked doubtfully.
Hu Xiaomei puffed out her chest and suddenly scratched the bulge on Shen Lang's chest, saying angrily: "How can she be so big? Brother, you must have made a mistake."
Shen Lang also scratched his chest, weighed it and said, "It's definitely right, it's just that big."
"Are you so sure? I clearly remember it wasn't this old." Hu Xiaomei insisted.
Shen Lang snorted and said proudly: "That's because you couldn't see clearly because of the black robe. Moreover, in this world, I am afraid that besides herself, I am the only one who knows how big it is."
"Um..." Hu Xiaomei's forehead was full of question marks, and she said in confusion: "Why is this?"
"Because..." Shen Lang originally wanted to say that he had secretly watched the saint bathing in the lake. Of course he knew how big it was, but he thought for a while and did not say anything out loud. "Sweat! Why are you discussing this? I still have
I really can’t believe that someone dares to ask why the saint’s breasts have become bigger or smaller.”
"Oh. That's right." Hu Xiaomei nodded, stopped arguing with Shen Lang, and followed the fake Her Majesty the Saint towards Ye Qiongyuan.
What Shen Lang said just now is indeed very reasonable. No one dares to ask why the saint's breasts have become bigger or smaller.
But if the real saint Leng Yanji knew that that night, someone commented on her breasts, even scratched and pinched her, and finally pretended to be her and went to Ye Qiongyuan openly, she would not know about this saint.