"Cherry Fan Su's mouth, Yangliu's small waist."
The young man transformed from the blood demon was naturally handsome. He picked up the shy face of the woman with one hand and smiled frivolously.
The words that came out of my mouth seemed to be sprinkled with honey, "After my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill them. These two girls are really beauties who will captivate the country."
To put it bluntly, Qu Mudan and Qu Yuzhu softened the unspeakable unwillingness in their hearts.
She originally thought that her father, Mr. Qu, was going to give the two of them to a charlatan and an old man, but she didn't expect that the person she fell in love with at first sight turned out to be a handsome husband.
I also saw that this husband was not only well-born, but also had a sweet mouth, and he was even more willing to do so.
Qu Mudan is very charming, and her words are a bit more charming, "Young Master is as bright as a jade tree, and I am so heartbroken just now."
With one word, her eyes are as charming as silk.
Qu Yuzhu raised his jade-white neck slightly, with a shy look on his face, but whispered softly, "Young Master is so complimentary."
Both have different styles, both are beautiful jade that Master Qu has carefully trained for more than ten years, and every move is filled with the word "moving".
But he saw Blood Demon Mo Han smiling affectionately, reaching out to rub their chins, lowering his head and getting closer, looking very ambiguous.
Before Qu Mudan and Qu Mudan could stop talking, the next moment, the passionate and handsome young master pushed the two of them away, frowning and throwing away his hand as if they were stained with something dirty.
There was no emotion in those narrow phoenix eyes, only a cold look.
Just as Mo Han expected, Lingchu and Si Bai's spiritual consciousness swept over this place, only to find it unsightly, but they brushed it off.
They really didn't know what Blood Demon and others looked like, but Lingchu and the others knew what Han Wuwang's younger brother looked like!
The young man, who is thirteen or fourteen years old, is just handsome but has a pair of clear amber eyes.
The second time his consciousness scanned it, Lingchu discovered the young man nestled in the prison car, with his hands on his knees and only a pair of amber eyes exposed.
Now that it is known that Han Wuwang's younger brother was kidnapped by the Blood Demon and others, the people in the caravan will naturally become suspicious.
After the third sweep of their spiritual consciousness, Lingchu and Si Bai had noticed the carriage.
What Si Bai saw was that he couldn't see through the reality of this young man.
What Lingchu saw was that there was no tea, snacks or fruits on the carriage.
The two suddenly felt something was different.
But as Mo Han expected, both of them were afraid of these hundreds of mortal lives, and pretended not to know how to put away their consciousness.
As soon as his consciousness disappeared, Mo Han only felt that he had successfully deceived him. Naturally, he was too lazy to act coy with two mortals, so the scene just happened.
Although Qu Mudan and Qu Yuzhu were taught to please people since childhood, they were also raised by nobles. It was the first time they were treated like this. How could they endure such a tone.
"you!"
Qu Mudan's hands were so delicate that when she fell on the carriage, her skin was immediately scratched and blood oozed out. She glared at Mo Han with red eyes.
At this moment, there was no such thing as a sweetheart or a handsome young man in her eyes, only a stinky man who didn't understand the charm, was rude and overbearing.
A mere mortal dared to glare at him.
Mo Han's cold eyes swept over the two of them, and several demon cultivators who were bowing their heads looked up, murderous intent revealed.
Qu Yuzhu was much calmer. After taking a closer look, his heart trembled. He quickly grabbed Qu Mudan and said softly, "There must be something wrong with our sisters. Please don't get mad at yourself because of our sisters' lack of care." body."
Mo Han smiled faintly and glanced at Qu Yuzhu with interest.
He likes smart people.
As soon as his anger dissipated, Qu Mudan also noticed that something was wrong, his face turned pale, and he followed Qu Yuzhu's strength and leaned against Qu Yuzhu, not daring to raise his head and speak again.
Master Qu gave them away, and they were all left to their own devices.
Qu Mudan suddenly realized a deep sense of powerlessness and powerlessness over her own destiny.
The night breeze blew through the car curtain, slightly lifting the car curtain to a corner, sending a faint fragrance of peach blossoms.
Worrying about the Sanqing Dao Sect monks who might not be far away, Mo Han suppressed his killing intention and was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed.
wrong!
Where are the peach blossoms here? Where does the fragrance of peach blossoms come from?
There is also the aura of plants and trees in the fragrance of peach blossoms.
Mo Han lived for who knows how many years, and he immediately took action and grabbed the two girls from the Qu family who fell to the ground.
As soon as he took it, the warm pulse on his neck calmed Mo Han slightly.
"who?"
Mo Han said coldly, ready to break out and run away at any time. He was afraid that it was the monks of Sanqing Dao Sect who took action, and he was lucky that he might have encountered a passing monster.
"Hehe, have you been discovered?"
A delicate and tender voice sounded. She sounded not very old, but also had a bit of childishness in her annoyance.
"Fortunately, what the master ordered has been done!"
These words brought a bit of happiness and pride, as if they had done something great.
Mo Han's expression changed, and he suddenly looked at the two mortal women with frightened faces in his hands. His hands were ruthless, and their dazzling faces exploded like fireworks, but there was no trace of blood.
It just dissipates like a bubble.
Fake!
Looking at the subordinates next to him, Mo Han felt a chill in his heart. He threw away the fake Qu Yuzhu in his hand without hesitation, and with half a step, Yuan Ying's aura was no longer concealed, and he rushed away from the illusion.
Everything around him disappeared like a mirror, and the carriage that was resting on the roadside was instantly shattered.
Several of his subordinates had fallen to the ground and fell asleep, completely unaware of what was going on. Only the golden elixir demon cultivator with strange hands was still a little awake.
Looking around, there is smoke on the ground all around, and the light pink smoke is like a dream, but the place where it is located is silent, and all mortals are quietly falling into a dream.
Even the few demon cultivators in the foundation-building realm were soundly asleep, unaware of what was going on.
The two sisters of the Qu family have also disappeared.
Mo Han glanced at his sleeping subordinates, his eyes flashed red, "Go kill those mortals!"
He wanted to use the lives of these mortals to hold back the monks of the Sanqing Dao Sect.
As for the life or death of the subordinates responsible for the end of the war, what does it have to do with him?
Mo Han is a demon, ruthless in nature, and the contract he made with his subordinates is also a blood contract between master and servant.
With an order, even if they were no longer willing to die, a group of demon cultivators, whether they were golden elixirs or foundation builders, awake or comatose, with bloody marks appearing between their eyebrows, stood up like puppets, and rushed towards the sleeping mortals like crazy.
The blood demon Mo Han, on the other hand, flew up without hesitation and tried to escape far away.
However, after flying for a few breaths, Mo Han stopped with a dark face. He turned around and saw that there was still a caravan at his feet!
He was still spinning in circles!
Look at the puppet-like subordinates who are also spinning around in circles, unable to move away from the same place no matter what.
With a sweep of his consciousness, Mo Han's heart sank, and the space was sealed!
How can it be? Even if the Nascent Soul cultivator can travel through space, he cannot draw the ground as a prison!
Did he make a mistake in judgment? Or did you meet the god-transformation monk?
Could it be that thousands of years have passed and the world has changed so much that gods can be seen everywhere.
Or to catch a demon cultivator who is less than Yuan Ying, he actually has to transform into a spirit.
Was he isolated from the world and sealed away for too long? Or is the Sanqing Dao Sect already so powerful and terrifying now?
Mo Han fell into deep uneasiness and despair.
