Murong Yan glanced at him contemptuously and said with a sneer: "If a man has gold at his knees, how can he bow down to the enemy?"
Zhao Wuliang got up in embarrassment and said with a smile: "What grandma taught you is..."
"Grandma?" Murong Yan raised the whip and was about to hit her again: "When we were in bed, we called you Xiao Tiantian, but now you call me grandma?"
"No, no, I was wrong." Zhao Wuliang quickly changed his words.
"Then what am I?" Murong Yan asked.
"elder sister?"
"Can you say that again."
"younger sister!"
"Um?."
"Little... Tiantian..."
Zhao Wuliang was depressed for a while, so he had to change his story, hoping to please Murong Yan and gain her forgiveness.
Murong Yan was finally satisfied. She put down the whip, walked to a flat stone and sat down, and said leisurely: "Let you live for a few more days. After I recover my skills, I will let you experience what it means to live without asking for anything." You can’t die.”
"Cough cough cough..."
Zhao Wuliang coughed violently. He held his stomach and frowned: "Xiao Tiantian, we are in the same boat after all. Why don't we find a place to chat?"
Murong Yan didn't even look at him, and said indifferently: "I'm not familiar with you, so don't try to get too close."
"Well, of course I'm familiar with you..." Zhao Wuliang suddenly froze. The image of being with Murong Yan just now flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little sick.
Murong Yan's appearance was really unforgettable for him, and he cursed in his heart, it was so disgusting that he actually wanted to do something like that with this old witch.
Thinking of this, he felt a chill all over his body and goosebumps appeared on his skin.
Murong Yan seemed to be aware of it, stared at him coldly, and shouted in a cold voice: "What are you looking at? If you look at him again, I'll dig out your dog eyes."
"Oh...I didn't see anything." Zhao Wuliang simply pretended to be stupid.
"Are you feeling disgusting? I just like your disgusting look, haha..." Murong Yan smiled sinisterly.
"You evil bitch, you...you..." Zhao Wuliang was so angry that he vomited a large pool of blood.
Murong Yan giggled and said: "What's wrong with me? I just like to see you in such pain. The more painful you are, the happier I am, hehe..."
"I curse you. You will be repaid soon. You will go to hell." Zhao Wuliang gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Hahaha..." Murong Yan laughed wildly, smiling, and tears rolled down her eyes.
"Alas -" Zhao Wuliang sighed.
"Do you think I'm pathetic and pitiful?"
"yes……"
"I also think you are quite sad." Murong Yan sighed sadly and said quietly.
"In this case, why are you still stubborn? Even if you drain my essence, so what? You still can't escape the fate of being disfigured."
"Who said I want to drain your essence? I just need to drain your yang energy. The yang energy in your body is very strong and can withstand it for a period of time. This period of time is enough for me to absorb all your essence. When I become stunningly beautiful, you won't have to worry about me anymore." Murong Yan's words were bone-chilling, making people's hair stand on end.
After hearing this, Zhao Wuliang couldn't help but shudder and thought to himself: "This old witch is so vicious. She actually wants to drain herself. It's terrible. This time I really met the devil."
"You...you...really want to suck me dry?"
"What do you think?"
Zhao Wuliang immediately fell to his knees and cried: "Xiao Tiantian, please let me go. I am willing to serve you as my master and serve you for the rest of my life."
"It's too late!" Murong Yan said sternly: "I will suck all your yang energy today."
She jumped forward and hugged Zhao Wuliang's neck.
"Ugh...Help...Help...Ugh..."
Zhao Wuliang struggled desperately and pushed Murong Yan hard.
Unfortunately, he was no match for Murong Yan. The more he struggled to resist, the tighter Murong Yan's grip became.
"Didn't you say you were very powerful? Kill me quickly." Murong Yan said viciously.
"I..." Zhao Wuliang was frightened, trembling, and stammered: "You... let me go, let me go... vomit..." He vomited suddenly.
"You..." Murong Yan was furious. She stood up angrily, raised her whip and was about to hit him, but then stopped.
Zhao Wuliang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she stopped moving.
"Xiao Tiantian... ugh... you won't let me go, right... ugh..." he asked tremblingly.
Murong Yan said: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Her figure suddenly changed back to her original appearance.
"Ah You……"
Zhao Wuliang was stunned. He looked at Murong Yan's beautiful face in astonishment, and he was completely stunned.
He couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva and said: "It looks much more pleasing to the eye now..."
"You..." Murong Yan felt uncomfortable because of his stare, but she was not angry because Zhao Wuliang was in a sluggish state at this time.
Zhao Wuliang said in a daze: "It's such a pity that such a beautiful face has turned ugly."
"You dare to despise me? Believe it or not, I will cut your throat." Murong Yan glared at him and said viciously.
Zhao Wuliang said: "There is no such thing as beauty or ugliness in the world. The key is to look at your mentality. If you have beauty in your heart, no matter how full of holes it is on the outside, it will still be beautiful. If you are ugly in your heart, no matter how white it is, it will still be ugly. "If you don't have great love in your heart, even if your face is covered with scars, it will still be ugly..."
"You are a prodigal son." Murong Yan scolded angrily.
Zhao Wuliang said: "You, the Tianlong Sect, are evil and cruel, and harm the common people for your own selfish desires. You are the real devil. Even if you have a beautiful face, you cannot hide your sinful deeds and scorpion-hearted nature.
"You...you..." Murong Yan was so angry that she couldn't speak. She raised her whip and threw it to the ground: "Shut up, or I will kill you."
"If I don't shut up, kill me now if you can. I've had enough of you." Zhao Wuliang broke the jar.
"Okay, okay, since you want to die, I will help you." Murong Yan said angrily.
"Come on!" Zhao Wuliang held his head high and acted generously, making it clear that he wanted to fight Murong Yan to the death.
Murong Yan suddenly laughed, and her branches trembled with laughter: "Huh! How can it be so easy to want to die? How could it be so easy for me to let you die? Auntie, I want to keep you here forever. You can't survive, and you can't die. , Hahahahaha..." Murong Yan left.
"You...you...you...you are a devil...you will be punished..." Zhao Wuliang was trembling with fear.
Zhao Wuliang was laughed at by her so much that his scalp was numb, his body was sweating profusely, and his whole body was trembling. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he was completely frightened.
