Li Lieyue put his hands behind his back, his face expressionless.
Beside him, Si Hongmiaoli was kneeling on one knee, looking obedient.
"No courtesy." After a moment, Li Lieyue wrote lightly.
That 'Si Hong' Miao Li stood up, but still lowered his head and saluted.
Then I heard Li Lieyue say: "This matter must be settled as soon as possible!"
"After three days, if you still can't serve Senior Brother Zhan, I will kill you even with him protecting you!"
"I obey my orders!"
Being the cauldron of the Holy Son of War is not too much of a stretch.
You know, isn't the current leader of the Holy Sect, Si Hong Qingyan, the 'cauldron' of the Holy Son of War?
Moreover, she had a grudge against Li Lieyue, Li Lieyue, the Taoist companion of the Son of War. Now instead of getting rid of her, she had become the cauldron of the Son of War. Why on earth was this?
As soon as she thought of this, she immediately understood what was going on and said quickly, "I wonder what the lady's orders are? I must obey my orders!"
Li Lieyue said with a sullen face: "Don't tell anyone about the Yongye Wilderness!"
Li Lieyue should also know about the Evernight Desert!
Nowadays, Li Lieyue doesn't seem to care whether he will be killed!
He came here this time just for the matter of Eternal Night Desert!
But no matter what, she had a relationship with Li Lieyue. How could she be the kind of person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong?
Now that she has become the sect of Saint Son of War, of course she wants to make him stronger, otherwise Zhan Wuji will have some shortcomings and she won't get any good results.
"I swear by my inner demons, if I say even a single word, I will be cut into pieces with a thousand knives, my soul will be swallowed up by hell, and I will never be able to move forward!"
Li Lieyue nodded gently, and her voice became much calmer, "Go and see Senior Brother Zhan."
"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.
Cuilei Mountain, a huge mountain.
Underground secret room.
Suddenly, the spiritual power in the entire room rippled gently like water waves.
Then, a thin crack appeared in the void, and a figure in black clothes with a long sword on his back stepped out of the crack.
Zhan Wuji returned to the cave, checked with his consciousness, and found nothing wrong, so he nodded lightly.
He had just finished reporting the news about the Land of Eternal Night. Ancestor "Fu Qiong" and "Ancestor Fu Qiong" told him to rest assured about cultivating on the path to immortality, and there was no need to worry about anything else.
Very good!
Zhan Wuji had originally prepared a draft to explain the source of his information, as well as matters unrelated to the loosening of the Fallen Immortal's seal.
But now, everything is silent!
Ancestor "Fu Qiong" doesn't care about this. What he cares about is his own way to live forever!
"I have reported the matter of the Eternal Night Desert to Ancestor Fuxi. Now that I cannot practice immortal magic, there is no point in staying in the sect..."
"From now on, we will challenge the Tiansheng Sect, the Reincarnation Tower, and Wushi Villa."
"What you follow is the way of all races, and what you follow is your will!"
"However, I won five games in a row and my reputation is not inferior to that of other sect leaders."
"But, I no longer need to rely on other people's power!"
"What's more, I have already reached the peak of Hedao."
"Even if the Tiansheng Sect, Reincarnation Tower and Wushi Villa join forces, they are not something I can compete with now!"
"This time, no one can be taken away, lest the devil ignores the rules and attacks my subordinates..."
At this moment, Zhan Wuji suddenly felt that there was an extra person outside his training room. The aura that looked very familiar to him was - Si Hong, Miao Li!
Zhan Wuji's mind was spinning, and before Si Hong and Miao Li knocked on the door, the layers of formations were lifted, and the door opened silently.
Her hair was tied up high, and she wore a pearl hairpin on her head, revealing a section of her snow-white neck, shining brightly in the darkness.
There was still some moisture on the neck, it was obvious that he had just taken a shower and changed clothes.
At this time, she had put on a new robe, a pine green robe, a pine green robe, a pine green robe, a pine green robe, with wide cuffs, like the mist on the pine trees in winter, which made her skin look like pearls. As crystal clear.
That crepe skirt was like the morning glow shrouded in mist, winding and winding like a gurgling stream. Following her footsteps, it flowed quietly through the practice room, like a gentle stream with a little bit of blue. The leaves are floating in the dark night.
As soon as she walked in, the door closed on its own.
"What's the matter?" Zhan Wuji sat down on his knees and said expressionlessly.
Si Hongmiao Liuli lowered her head, her neck bent very low, like a white crane. The bead chain in her hair was swaying, shining with bright light. She said lightly: "I am entrusted by my wife to serve you. Be your maid."
Zhan Wuji was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, coughed immediately, stood up, and walked towards Si Hong and Miao Li.
"This matter still needs to be done willingly by both parties. I don't like to force it."
As he spoke, he hugged the goddess's waist. The goddess did not resist at all, and her voice was as soft as a feather, "I, I am willing..."
So, the next scene.
boom!
Early the next morning.
A slim figure appeared in the passage outside the practice room.
The black robe was flying on the ground like a dark cloud, and Li Lieyue landed in front of the door of the practice room, his footsteps silent.
Before she could speak, the door quietly opened a crack, and then there was a sound of intimacy.
Li Lieyue calmly entered quickly.
The door closed quietly.
In the training room, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is like a dark cloud, constantly condensing and surging, as if it will never stop.
Three days later.
Zhan Wuji said lightly, then casually put on a robe, and then closed the door.
The ancestor "Fuqiong" is still waiting for him to embark on the path of immortality. He can't waste much time, otherwise, he can continue to practice.
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji stepped forward and appeared outside the cave.
Just as Ning Fan was about to cast a spell and head towards the teleportation formation, a tall female monk from the outside world wearing a light gauze walked out of a nearby forest.
This female cultivator looks like a human girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She has blond hair, double pupils, and a few red-gold feathers behind her, like burning flames. She has fair skin, a slender waist, and a sense of facial features. The strange charm can be said to be captivating.
She quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Zhan Wuji. Her gentle movements made her skirt fly in the air.
Zhan Wuji recognized them at a glance. These people were all under Si Hong's command.
"Holy Son of War, the leader, the leader wants you, you, you want, I want you, I want you, I want you to come to Tiangen Hall, please, please, please, please forgive me, please forgive me..."
Zhan Wuji was confused. Before he could react, he heard the enchanting woman continue to tremble and say, "Master, the master said that she invited her husband Zhang Li to come out personally to protect us. This time, She will definitely kill our Holy Son on the spot!"
