Capítulo 96: Chapter 96: Han Jinniang's Secret Garden! Li Xue returns home to see her master!
Chapter 96: Han Jinniang's Secret Garden! Li Xue returns home to see her master!
In the central part of the East, a vassal of the Hehuan Sect, Wugen City.
It was already three o'clock in the morning, and the largest market in the city was still brightly lit and bustling.
In front of the gate, a black dragon chariot slowly landed.
A tall, strong, handsome man in a black robe, holding a petite and lovely girl, walked down from the carriage.
As soon as the man showed up.
The women and girls around were immediately attracted and burst into exclamations of surprise.
"Look! What a handsome man!"
"Ahhh, I can't stand it! Whose man is this? He's so manly!"
"Girls, use the stealth stone to take some photos! We can't let our craftsmanship stop!"
"Hey! You don't want to live anymore! We are your brother's women! How can we be attracted to other men!"
"You're right! Brother Ji Taimei is the most perfect man in the world! This guy in front of me is not even qualified to be a substitute!"
"Protect the best brother in the world! All other men go to hell!"
"Humph, these abominable women, they come with bad intentions!"
Listening to the frivolous words of the women around her, Cen Xing'er clenched her fists, her eyes filled with murderous anger!
"Xing'er, we are the ones who are coming."
Demon Lord Qingling looked at the distance calmly: "Let's go. Don't worry about these lowly people."
"A dragon soaring in the sky will not care about the gaze of an ant in the cracks."
"But, Master"
Cen Xing'er bit her teeth lightly and was so angry that tears were about to come out: "How dare they speak so arrogantly and talk nonsense about the master! This is unforgivable!"
After saying that.
She could no longer suppress her anger, so she summoned her magic power and summoned the Demon Forging Pot:
"Stupid devil! Get out and do some work! Take care of these shameless women!"
It's as if the words come true.
Following a muffled sound coming from the unknown void.
A huge ghost general wearing black scale armor rushed out with great momentum!
He swung the ghost-faced crescent-shaped sword in his hand fiercely!
Instantly, he chopped the noisy women in the front into dust!
As if they had never existed!
The whole street was in complete panic!
"The little girl is not simple!"
"She is a ghost cultivator! Run!"
"Why are you running? Go and ask for help from the City, Lord Tathagata!"
"Oh no! Notifying the city lord is useless. We have to notify the city lord's wife!"
In an instant, all the women scattered like birds and beasts.
The crowded marketplace suddenly became empty.
"Tsk tsk, Xing'er, thanks to my innate formless demon body, your comprehension is improving by leaps and bounds. You have also developed the power of this demon-forging pot to its fullest."
Bai Feng sighed.
He felt very pleased that his young disciple was decisive in killing and gradually followed him into the path of "cultivating by eating people."
But at the same time, there is a bit of regret.
He shook his head and said,
"However, if you devour these Muggles without any cultivation, it will not only be of no help to your cultivation but will also affect the purity of the soul in your Demon Forging Pot."
"That's really wrong."
"If we really want to kill people and collect souls, we will have plenty of opportunities when we get to the headquarters of the Hehuan Sect."
"Woo, woo, woo, woo, Xing'er doesn't care!"
Cen Xing'er's eyes were bloodshot, and she gnashed her teeth and said, "Those women dared to covet the master's body! They deserve to die!"
Hold the grass.
After hearing this, Bai Feng suddenly felt a chill on his back for some reason.
"That"
He asked tentatively, "What did your Senior Sister Lingyin and Senior Sister Hongyi say?"
"this."
Cen Xing'er's face turned red, and she sank into her master's arms, whimpering like a little bird: "Xing'er feels that Sister Lingyin and Sister Hongyi are not outsiders."
"Oh, you have a reason, right?"
Bai Feng rubbed his disciple's little head.
Indeed, it was an unforgettable triple-kill night.
If we say that Bai is the absolute male protagonist.
Then, this harmless little girl in front of him was simply the best director!
It was she who forcibly pushed the half-drunk and half-awake Hongyi and Lingyin onto Huimeng's bed!
Then, she demonstrated in person, and when it came to her senior sister Lingyin, this girl even took the initiative and pushed it outside!
"What a little juicer witch!"
As scenes emerged one after another, Bai Feng felt overwhelmed and couldn't help but sigh out loud.
"Ah? What is the master calling Xing'er? What witch?"
Cen Xing'er seemed to have heard something, and her eyes widened.
"nothing."
Bai Feng shook his head.
"Chuck, chuckle, chuckle."
The master and the disciple were in silence.
There was a strange chirping sound in my ears.
"Eh? Master, why are there so many chicks on the street? Aren't they afraid of being chopped off?"
Cen Xing'er lowered her head and discovered that a group of bright red chicks were lined up in a row and swaggering past her.
"Because Wugen City is a vassal of the Hehuan Sect."
Bai Feng explained: "The people in the city, especially the women, regard Ji Taimei, the leader of the Hehuan Sect, as an idol. Therefore, they love the chicken and regard it as a sacred animal."
"I see."
Cen Xing'er nodded, not quite understanding, and then remembered something: "Master, Xing'er just noticed that there are almost no men on the street, and those women are all wearing phoenix crowns and bridal robes. It's very strange. Are they planning to attend the wedding on the same day?"
"No."
Bai Feng shook his head and said, "Just as I just said, all the women in this city regard Ji Taimei as their idol. This time, the Hehuan Sect is hosting the Demonic Conference, so they will naturally wear phoenix crowns and robes to meet their idol and support him."
"But."
Cen Xing'er tilted her head, still looking puzzled. "Just now, Xing'er noticed that many women are not young anymore, and some even have children. Aren't they afraid that their husbands will be jealous?"
Bai Feng said:
"Of course, they are not afraid."
"They firmly believe that Ji Taimei will favor them one day, but they don't know that in the eyes of Ji Taimei, who has countless beautiful saints, these ugly people are not worthy of attention at all."
"Well, let's not talk about these stupid people anymore."
"Xing'er, please find an inn to rest first. We will continue our journey early tomorrow morning and will be able to reach the headquarters of the Hehuan Sect by noon."
"Oh, okay!"
Cen Xing'er nodded happily, and then she remembered something, "Wait! Master, you..."
She walked forward with blushing cheeks and held her master's big hand.
After looking around and seeing that there was no one around.
She placed her master's palm on the magic-sealing strip: "Master, don't you want to stay in the inn with your loyal and lovely Xing'er?"
There was a strange feeling at my fingertips.
Bai Feng's body shook slightly as if he had been electrocuted.
This girl's behavior is getting wilder and wilder!
This is happening on the street!
What is this?
Public exposure play?
"No, the upcoming He Huan Sect Demonic Conference is related to my ability to retrieve the other four organs. It also determines whether I can integrate the power of the Demonic Path and fight a decisive battle with the Middle-earth. There is no room for carelessness!"
"We can't let this girl go on doing whatever she wants!"
With this in mind, Bai Feng acted like a master and said coldly, "How dare you! I have told you many times that you must strictly abide by the etiquette between master and disciple during this trip to the Hehuan Sect and must not overstep your bounds! You..."
"Master! Your Xing'er knows his mistake!"
He didn't finish his words.
The girl in front of him had already knelt down.
She raised her head slightly, her eyes moving, and looked at herself with a pitiful expression.
Bai Feng suddenly felt that his momentum was not as strong as before.
"Damn it, KFC has killed strong women like Hong Yi and Yue Rong."
"I was completely controlled by that girl."
Bai Feng shook his head and said, "Well, let me tell you. The reason why I chose to stay in this city for one night is to find someone."
Along the way, she had felt that her master was hiding something from her. Now that she had finally grasped the key point, Cen Xing'er blurted out, "Who is it?"
"A woman."
Bai Feng looked into the distance with a deep gaze: "This rootless city was the headquarters of the Hehuan Sect a hundred years ago. She left too many memories here, so she must be here."
He had just finished speaking.
An angry male voice came from behind:
"Bai Qingling!"
"Where did you hide my wife?"
"This voice is from the Red-robed Sect Master's uncle! Lord Shura!"
Cen Xing'er was shocked and quickly grabbed the Demon Forging Pot to protect her master behind her.
Bai Feng turned around with a leisurely look on his face.
He looked at the Jade-faced Demon Sword Immortal with a playful expression, looking ferocious and green-glowing:
"Hey, isn't this Palace Master Ren? Why is your wife missing?"
"Humph! Bai Qingling! Stop pretending to be confused!"
Ren Qianfan led several of his disciples and came to the side of the younger demon king in a rage, saying angrily:
"Our Shura Palace's flying boat could have reached the main hall of the Hehuan Sect in one go, but halfway through the journey, my wife also asked to rest in this Wugen City for a night!
"Although I felt it was strange, out of respect for my wife, I still agreed. I didn't expect--"
"Not long after we entered the city, the lady disappeared! I notified the city lord, Tathagata, and asked him to help search the entire city, but we still couldn't find her!"
"And now, I meet you here again!"
"This is definitely not a coincidence!"
At this point, Ren Qianfan pressed his hand on the magic sword, his eyes bloodshot as he shouted, "Bai Qingling! Tell the truth! Where did you hide my wife?"
"Well, I am not here either."
Facing the angry lion-like Lord Shura, Bai Feng had a leisurely look on his face. "Lord Ren, what you said is strange. Your wife is missing, but you don't go looking for her. Instead, you come to question me. What kind of logic is this? Is Jinniang the wife of Shura Palace or my wife, Bai Qingling? Hmm?"
"you"
Ren Qianfan was speechless for a moment; his cheeks flushed red.
After a moment, his whole body burst out with vigor, and his voice was like thunder: "Bai Qingling! When I, alone and with one sword, created the Samsara Tower and became the Demon Lord, you were still wearing open-crotch pants!"
"You don't really think that a veteran demon king who has participated in two great wars between good and evil and survived Mu Xinlan's hands unscathed is really afraid of a yellow-haired servant like you!"
"Do you want to test the sharpness of my sword today? "
At the end of his speech, there was a "choking" sound.
The Blood Demon Sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a bang!
The terrifying blood-red sword energy filled the void of a hundred feet, connecting heaven and earth and dyeing the starry sky with a layer of blood!
Without his wife to suppress
him, the Jade-faced Demon Sword Immortal had to regain his masculinity today!
"Oh my god, I didn't expect that Hongyi's cowardly uncle has such strength."
Cen Xing'er was shocked and quickly said to the Shura Hall's senior disciple, "Brother Nie Zheng! Why don't you persuade your master to stop? He doesn't really think that he can challenge the Cangming Master who killed the Tiger Taoist with a flick of his finger!"
Nie Zheng weighed the pros and cons for a second, then stepped forward and hugged his master!
"Evil disciple! Are you thinking the opposite?"
Ren Qianfan roared.
"Master! Master's wife said! We are here to represent the reputation of the Cangming Sect, so we should work hand in hand with Youluo Palace! We shouldn't start an internal conflict!"
Nie Zheng tried to persuade him.
"Humph! Get lost! Stop using your master's wife to pressure me!"
With a wave of his arm, he sent his eldest disciple flying. Then, Ren Qianfan walked towards the burly demonic figure that was half a head taller than him with murderous intent, "Bai Qingling! Ultimatum! Tell me the whereabouts of my wife immediately! Otherwise--"
"How about otherwise? Hmm?"
A sneer appeared on Bai Feng's lips.
The next moment, his expression suddenly turned cold; his pair of handsome eyes shot out a thunderous aura, and his whole aura was like that of the god of death:
"Ren Qianfan! If you dare to take another step forward, you will be killed in the bloody kitchen with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!"
Hearing this loud shout.
Ren Qianfan's eyes froze for a moment, and then the anger on his face subsided a little.
He instinctively took two steps back.
"Bai Qingling, I... Humph, this Palace Master has nothing to do with you! Just tell me the whereabouts of my wife! And this matter will be over!"
He puffed out his chest, trying his best to look imposing.
"I still have those three words - I don't know."
"Palace Master Ren, if you want to die today, please do as you please!"
Bai Feng said this expressionlessly, took his disciple's hand and turned away.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
Ten steps!
After making sure that the Green Sword Immortal behind him did not chase him.
Bai Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief!
He quickened his pace and walked to another corner.
He held Xing'er in his arms and flew away!
Yes.
He just had a strong feeling!
Without Han Jinniang to suppress him!
This self-deprecating Lord of Shura Palace will probably unleash all the strength of a powerful God Transformation Realm tonight and fight to the death with Old Demon Bai!
Although with his current Nascent Soul Stage magic power and several Life-Transforming Immortal Gu that he carries with him, he can ensure that he can escape unscathed!
but--
He also has Xiao Xing'er by his side!
He will never tolerate this girl getting hurt in the slightest!
"Let's settle Xing'er first and then go find Madam Ren."
"Jinniang's secret garden."
"I think she and I are the only two people in this world who know this."
"Woo woo woo woo."
He looked at the master and disciple of Youluo Palace, who left without any hesitation under his threat.
The Jade-faced Demon Sword Immortal actually sat on the ground and cried loudly!
The frustration in his heart reached the extreme of his life!
"It turns out that I am such a waste, not because of Madam's suppression!"
"I, Ren Qianfan, was born to be a waste! Wuwuwuwu!"
"Bai Qingling! You must have hidden my wife! Well, now that things have come to this, you...you must be gentler to my wife! Otherwise, I will not forgive you!"
Middle-earth, Zhenwu Sword Sect, Tiandang Peak.
In front of a huge waterfall, exuding a rich spiritual energy.
A cold-looking woman wearing black tights and a high ponytail with a curvy figure stood with her hands behind her back.
Behind her stood a slightly shorter, handsome young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old.
"Tell me, Third Prince, what is the matter that brings you to see me so early in the morning?"
Feng Lixue said coldly: "But before you speak, Third Prince, I have to remind you that this is the last time I will speak to you in such a polite manner. From now on, if there is nothing else, please stay away from me!"
"Sister Lixue."
Lin Mo's handsome face flushed, and he whispered, "Your Highness, I am here to say goodbye to you."
"Um?"
Feng Lixue was slightly stunned and asked curiously: "Are you going back to the palace?"
"No."
Lin Mo said: "I shouldn't tell anyone about this, but in my heart, Sister Lixue is not an outsider!"
He searched around and found no one, so he said, "To be honest with you, Sister Lixue, I am leaving Middle-earth."
"Leave Middle-earth? Where to?" Feng Lixue became even more curious.
"Let's go to Sister Lixue's hometown, the East." Lin Mo said.
"Nonsense!"
A trace of panic flashed across Feng Lixue's pretty face, and she gritted her teeth and scolded, "Who told you that I'm from the East?"
Lin Mo was also panicked. His face turned pale, and he didn't dare look directly into the eyes of this goddess sister. He lowered his head and said, "Sister Lixue, calm down! It's just that everyone spread it privately!"
"Humph! Just because people say something, does that mean it's true?"
Feng Lixue snorted coldly and then said: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. What are you going to the East for?"
"Go kill someone." Lin Mo said with a firm face.
"Oh? Kill who?"
"Bai Qingling!"
"this"
Feng Lixue's body trembled; she turned around, looked at the determined young man in front of her with a look of surprise, and said coldly: "You are courting death! You saw the Jiuyi Burning Heaven Art that caused the sky and the earth to change color that day. What right do you have to fight against Bai Qingling?"
"No, Sister Lixue underestimated me."
Lin Mo shook his head and said, "Before, I also felt that the gap between Bai Qingling and I was as huge as the sky, but now——"
"Tell the truth to Sister Lixue. Three days ago, Mu Sheng personally met with me."
"She told me."
"With the death of a certain "fake son of luck," the destiny of heaven has shifted, and I, Lin Mo."
"He is the son of destiny that everyone has been waiting for!"
At the end of his speech, the young man's eyes were bright, and his handsome and quiet face revealed the domineering aura of a peerless emperor!
"Did Mu Sheng really tell you that?"
Feng Lixue suddenly became interested.
"Yes."
Lin Mo said without reservation: "And I can also tell Sister Li Xue that Mu Sheng and the four leaders of the righteous path have already started to act."
"And the Demon Alliance Conference that will take place in the East will be the best opportunity to launch the Third Demon Slaying Holy War!"
"For this glorious and sacred millennium plan, my ninth sister Xianxian has already gone to the East, and I, her elder brother, will soon fight alongside her!"
"so."
"Sister Lixue, are you willing to go to the East with me?"
When he said the last sentence, the domineering aura on the face of the Third Prince of Da Chu disappeared and was replaced by a blush of embarrassment.
"I"
Feng Lixue was about to refuse but suddenly thought of something, "Is this an order from my clan leader?"
"No."
Lin Mo said: "This is a joint decision made by the leader of the Zhenwu Sword Sect, "Taiwu Zhenjun," and Sister Lixue's master, "Shuyue Sword Immortal."
"I see."
Feng Lixue looked at the young man in front of him coldly, staring at him for several seconds, and asked, "It was you who asked the sect master and my master for orders, right?"
"this."
Lin Mo lowered his head and didn't dare to answer.
"explain!"
"That's right! I was the one who asked the two elders for help! With Mu Sheng's face, they will naturally not refuse!"
Lin Mo also gritted his teeth and said, "So, Sister Lixue, are you willing to fight alongside me, chop off the head of the old demon Bai, and make the first contribution to the righteous path of the Middle-earth?"
Feng Lixue didn't reply.
Instead, she turned around and slowly closed her beautiful eyes.
This moment.
The details of her childhood life in Youluo Palace reappeared in her mind.
Lingyin, Xing'er, the magnificent Youluo Palace, that man, and his terrifying blood chef.
Everything.
It seems like yesterday, clear and tangible.
"Well, it's fate."
"It is time for the eldest disciple of Youluo Palace to return to her true master's sect and imitate her master to do something earth-shattering."
"Lingyin, Xing'er."
"Senior Sister loves you very much, but..."
"You betrayed the vows we made as sisters and threw yourself into the arms of that man without hesitation."
"Just don't worry about Senior Sister's ruthlessness."
"After all, that man once said that I, Senior Sister, am the disciple who is most like him."
Muttering in my heart.
The most talented young man in the East, the eldest disciple of Youluo Palace, bit his lip tightly and made the final decision in his heart!
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