Qing Demon looked at Zhang Xiaohan with slightly charming eyes, and even his eyebrows were smiling: "Why is it not so long, it's dark this day, the branches on the moon, and Zhang Daoyou is waiting in the empty room, I feel guilty in my heart." ” As he spoke, he stepped forward and moved, his steps were light, with a soft figure, a feminine face, and an indescribable charm.
But he only took a step forward, then hesitated, looking into Zhang Xiaohan's eyes.
Zhang Xiaohan's eyes were cold and cold, neither annoyed nor shy because of the ridicule in his words, she just looked at him coldly, sitting upright, motionless.
Qing Demon stopped, he had heard of Zhang Xiaohan, and knew that Zhang Xiaohan's methods were extraordinary, she was only in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods among the human monks, but there were two monks in the cultivation period under her who were desperate, and even when she was in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, she had killed the demon cultivators, this time he spoke like this, behaved like this, Zhang Xiaohan was able to remain silent, so that he hesitated.
"Qing Demon, you went to the Terran with me, and what you promised was to assist me, and you won't provoke the Terran during the period, isn't it" Zhang Xiaohan was faint, as if he hadn't heard the Qing Demon's ridicule.
Qing Demon smiled, and didn't care at all: "Isn't it just an ant in the Qi refining period, I haven't tasted the taste of human cultivation yet, Zhang Daoyou, why bother hurting the harmony for an ant." ” Zhang Xiaohan's eyebrows slowly raised, her eyes became even colder, and she nodded slowly: "It turns out that Qingdao friends treat my people as ants." ” Qing Demon was vigilant, he was not afraid of Zhang Xiaohan, but he knew Zhang Xiaohan's role in the demon clan, in the past few years, it was because Zhang Xiaohan continued to provide spiritual plants and elixirs that their demon clan did not have to frequently contact and fight with human cultivators, and got time to breathe and recuperate, although the human race's thoughts were similar to them.
Before coming, Feng Lingzi said again and again, don't provoke Zhang Xiaohan, if you help Zhang Xiaohan achieve her wishes this time, it will be of great benefit to the demon clan.
Therefore, he smiled conciliatorily and put away the disrespect in his tone, but there was still undisguised and habitual demagogy in his eyes: "Zhang Daoyou is such a monk, the Qing Demon is extremely respectful, the Qing Demon has admired it in his heart for a long time, and it is an honor for the Qing Demon to serve Zhang Daoyou." ” As he spoke, the tip of his bright red tongue couldn't help but lick his bright red lips again: "If the Qing Demon does something wrong, the Qing Demon is willing to make amends to Zhang Daoyou." ” The tail note of the last reparation was slightly longer, with some different charm, even the air seemed to tremble in this tail note, and the Qing Demon also followed this tail note to move the lotus step, this step looked slow, but in a moment, the Qing Demon seemed to be close at hand.
No matter how big the room is, it will not be so big, in the eyes of the monks of the Transformation Period, the people in this room are relative, face to face, as long as they raise their legs, the bodies of the two people can be contacted.
Qing Demon didn't have any good ideas in his heart from entering Zhang Xiaohan's reception room, he knew his charm, but Zhang Xiaohan didn't know that the charm he was good at was not his eyes, nor his voice, but the smell emanating from his body.
Closed room, small space, he doesn't even have to release anything, as long as he stays here for a moment, a short moment, with his eyes, tone, and body movements, no one can resist the temptation of lust.
He bullied Zhang Xiaohan and stared at Zhang Xiaohan tightly, his open right hand seemed to be dancing, his expression was just the right affectionate gaze, his lips were slightly tempting and half-open, but the depths of his pupils were still inherently indifferent and fierce.
Zhang Xiaohan is his, and the Qingliu Courtyard will also be his, as well as those Lingtian medicine fields, whether to make Zhang Xiaohan a puppet or a soul slave.
Zhang Xiaohan sat motionless on the chair, as if she didn't notice that the Qing Demon was approaching, and her cold eyes didn't change at all.
Qing Demon smiled, his right hand was stroking Zhang Xiaohan's neck, his eyes couldn't help but want to look away, the tip of the tongue in his lips involuntarily split into two petals, how delicious the blood in this snow-white neck would be.
But suddenly, he only felt a pain in his mind, something followed his line of sight into the sea of consciousness, and struck hard at his divine sense.
It was dark in front of him, and a snowy light seemed to explode in the sea of knowledge, and with the light was the pain that acted on the soul, and when he came to his senses, he found that he had fallen to the ground, half-kneeling, with a splitting headache.
"Qing Demon, next time, I will shatter your sea of knowledge."
Zhang Xiaohan's eyes were still so cold, and his tone was still so indifferent, but his words were not all threats.
"You" The flattery on the face of the demon was completely gone, the femininity was full of ruthlessness, sweat seeped out from the side of his bun, and he stared at Zhang Xiaohan fiercely.
Suddenly, a blood-red tongue core shot out from the Qing Demon's bright red lips, the front end of the tongue core, the split tongue core carried the aura of death and terror, you could see the ruthlessness in the Qing Demon's eyes, and the cruel smile on the lips.
Zhang Xiaohan actually damaged his divine sense, she was wrong, she should have killed him, he wanted her to know the fate of hurting him.
The blood-red tongue core is fast, but another purple thing is faster, just when the tongue core is half a distance between the two, the thunder and lightning purple spirit vine stands abruptly in the middle, and the golden arc on the curved vine jumps on the blood-red tongue core quickly.
The screams and the scorching smell of blood came out at the same time, the blood-red tongue retracted suddenly, and the thunder and lightning purple spirit vines followed and climbed along, and vines grew out in mid-air, through the gaps in the vines, it was the frightened eyes of the Qing Demon.
The slender vine was in front of the demon's eyelashes, and he even saw the golden arc on the vine leaping with joy, only this vine was so close to him, declaring the precise control of the vine owner.
Just now he was still rejoicing at the crampedness of this room, but now he can't wait for a few hundred meters more space behind him to come out, and he has not seen that he is threatened by this vine that can release the arc, but he underestimated the enemy, he didn't expect Zhang Xiaohan to be so ruthless.
"For the sake of the wind friends."
Zhang Xiaohan said coldly, the thunder and lightning purple spirit vines retracted, and the vines that grew out of them retracted towards the main vine one after another, as if they had gone back in time.
But the pain on the Qing Demon's tongue was still there, and the pain in the divine consciousness had not decreased much.
Qing Demon stood up in embarrassment, his face sweaty, and a strange smell on his body was released with sweat, as if he had just done something that made him sweat profusely.
"Remember what I said."
Zhang Xiaohan's hand flicked slightly, and a little purple light popped out from between his fingers, and the prohibition of the room swept away silently. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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