After checking the memory of the strange demon king, Hun Changqing refined his soul. After the dark energy belonging to the strange demon clan was decomposed and refined by weak water, Hun Changqing could feel his own taiyin. His true energy has become a little purer, and this alien demon clan that people can't avoid is a good supplement for him.
"If there were enough, I would probably be a little stronger. Unfortunately, this is the only strange demon left in Dou Qi Continent..."
Feeling the Taiyin Qi in his body, Hun Changqing licked his lips, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, but he shook his head regretfully. The strange demon was out of print in Dou Qi Continent, and he had no place to find it if he wanted to. …
However, thinking of this, Hun Changqing was suddenly stunned. Since there is no Douqi Continent, the Tianxuan Continent on the other side is at sea. He can encounter it almost wherever he goes. If he goes to the Tianxuan Continent, Wouldn’t it be enough to eat enough?
Moreover, in the memory of the strange demon king, the space passage between the two planes has been constructed long ago. It is outside the Eastern Territory. The coordinates are very clear. The distance is not too far. At his speed, he can reach it in less than a few days. .
For a moment, Hun Changqing's mind became active, thinking about whether to go to another continent.
Just as Hun Changqing was thinking about it, Saint Molan, who had been sitting cross-legged and meditating beside him, finally had some reaction. He only heard a sharp sound of "Bang!" and energy aura surged out of Saint Molan's body.
And this energy is not as gentle and peaceful as before, and even contains a bit of sacred water-attribute energy. Instead, it is shrouded in black mist, and its breath is cold and ghostly, which makes people shudder.
At this moment, Saint Molan's delicate face also became ferocious, looking as if he was suffering extremely horrific pain. His red lips opened and he let out an inhuman roar.
This posture made Hun Changqing on the side frown slightly. This must be the side effect of modifying the technique as mentioned by the strange demon king just now.
Even at this moment, the aura belonging to the alien demon clan has risen from the body of Saint Molan. In the eyes of Hun Changqing, this aura is extremely attractive, making him unable to help but want to swallow Saint Molan in one mouthful. , eaten alive.
However, considering that the situation is unclear now, it would not be too late to devour and refine Saint Molan after he is sure that he is not hopeless.
Thinking about the immortality of his soul, he resisted the desire in his heart and walked to the crazy-looking Saint Molan. Ignoring the violent and churning aura around her at the moment, his soul directly went into her body and began to explore.
After a moment, Hun Changqing's soul tightened and his brows furrowed slightly. Saint Mo Lan seemed to have noticed the problem with the technique at this moment. The original pure water attribute energy in his body was intertwined with the new strange demonic energy. Fight.
But the strange demonic energy is a better level of energy after all, and it has already exerted some suppression on Saint Molan. His physique has also begun to transform in the direction of the strange demon. On his white and jade-like skin, signs of... It has some superficial dark lines, which gives it a different kind of enchanting beauty.
In this situation, there is no good way for Soul Evergreen. Although his three-light divine water has the ability to purify and dispel negative states, the strange demonic energy in Saint Molan's body at this moment is the result of her own specialization. It has been cultivated and has taken root deeply, originating from the same source.
How to purify in this way? If this purification continues, won't the entire Saint Molan be purified? In this case, it would be better to just let Hun Changqing eat her, which would be a more worthy death.
Therefore, Hun Changqing was helpless at this moment and could only wait until Saint Molan's transformation was completed before making any plans.
The dark demonic energy was chaotic, accompanied by beast-like roars that resounded endlessly in the empty altar square. It was not until three hours later that the terrifying noise slowly subsided.
As the dark fog slowly subsided, Saint Molan's figure was revealed again. At this moment, she was still wearing the simple white dress from before, but the skirt that originally hung down to her ankles was actually It was shortened to between the hips and crotch, revealing two days of white and slender legs that were like beautiful jade, making people feel thirsty.
The scenery under the skirt is actually looming, and the upper body and back have also become hollow, revealing the smooth and beautiful back. It is now decorated with some dark lines, but it does not look ugly, but adds a bit more Strange beauty.
On the front, the delicate face was the same as before, but her temperament changed drastically, as if she had changed from the nun who was full of holy aura to a fairy who charmed all living beings.
Saint Molan slowly opened his slightly blackened eyes, and saw the man dressed in black robes, holding his chin and looking at his soul, Evergreen.
However, Saint Molan did not feel any shyness or discomfort because of this. He even stretched his figure and allowed his soul to appreciate it. As a result, the already extremely short skirt could no longer cover the spring sunshine under it. Faintly visible, ready to come out.
Seeing this extremely tempting scene, Hun Changqing subconsciously licked his lips, but it was not because of the perfect body that Saint Mo Lan showed at this moment.
No matter how beautiful his body is, he has seen it before, so how can he be disturbed by Saint Molan just because of this little benefit? He is just because of the strong aura of strange demons on Saint Molan at this moment, causing the source of Taiyin to Just ready to make a move.
"Saint Molan?"
Hun Changqing's face remained calm as he made a tentative sound.
"Gee, why have I just practiced for a while, and the adults don't recognize me anymore? It really hurts my heart~"
Faced with Hun Changqing's questioning, Saint Mo Lan first pretended to be on the verge of tears. He was extremely fragile. If there were an outsider with a weak mind present, he would feel pity for him.
But then she covered her mouth and smiled softly, and her movements were all natural and charming, and every move she made could touch people's hearts.
Looking at Saint Molan, who was so different from before, Hun Changqing's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. He directly took action and pressed his palm on his head. His soul surged and submerged into his soul sea.
But after a moment, Hun Changqing's senses withdrew from it, and his eyes were filled with a hint of surprise, because after exploration, it was found that the soul origin of Saint Molan was the same as before. The new consciousness born in the strange demonic energy is like a dove occupying a magpie's nest.
And there is no sign of erosion and pollution in the soul. It is natural. It has not been taken away, and there is no problem with the soul. It is as if she has completed some kind of transformation in an instant, from the previous holy image to the incarnation of desire. , which made Dehun Changqing somewhat confused for a while.
"Sir, you didn't say anything in advance. You are so rude and it hurts others~"
Saint Mo Lan also recovered at this moment. He was not angry, but complained a little, but his beautiful eyes were staring at Hun Changqing, winking playfully, and looking very seductive.
Hun Changqing ignored this and looked at Saint Molan with a headache. He was debating whether to take Saint Molan back to Yafei.
If she is brought back to Yafei, will Yafei be able to withstand the earth-shaking changes that Saint Molan has undergone now?
Would it be better to directly refine and devour it?
Hun Changqing thought in his mind, and his eyes towards Saint Molan became a little incomprehensible.
However, Saint Molan seemed not to notice the sudden change in Hun Changqing's eyes. He suddenly stood up, twisted his proud and delicate body, and moved towards Hun Changqing, making him unable to react for a moment. Changqing's soul was slightly stunned.
At this moment, Saint Molan's delicate body was close to Hun Changqing, her slender jade hands slid on Hun Changqing's chest, her head was close to his neck, her red lips opened lightly, and her mouth breathed the fragrance of orchid.
"Sir, when I look back on my life, I find that I am so stupid. I have tasted the taste of sex between men and women for many years. I am really a failed woman. I just don't know if I can help my family fulfill this little wish?"
When Hun Changqing heard this, his expression suddenly became weird. He was actually using a beauty trap on him. Does he seem to be someone who knows how to fall into beauty traps?
Just kidding, he is really, I have to say that Saint Molan is indeed a peerless beauty, and now he has a splitting headache thinking about how to deal with her, so he just doesn't think about it anymore, fall into the trap first and relax a little before going Consider others.
Immediately, desire surged into Hun Changqing's eyes. He smiled strangely and put his big hands directly on Saint Molan's slender and soft waist.
However, just when Hun Changqing made a move, Saint Molan's reaction became even more violent. Even though she was tearing Hun Changqing's robe, she pulled off Hun Changqing's hood. At this time, the eyes full of desire were temporarily absent-minded, and the face was slightly dull.
But soon, Saint Molan, who had recovered from the confusion, suddenly smiled sweetly, and at the same time touched Hun Changqing's cheek with one hand. In his beautiful eyes, the expression became more obsessed, and the shape of his pupils seemed to be because of the previous Such a transformation, now turned into a pink love, and the voice also became sticky and dense.
"Sir, the slave family is so lucky to meet you..."
…
Time flies like an arrow, and countless days have flown by.
"ah!"
Suddenly, in the empty altar square, a sharp shout tore through the original silence of the place.
At this moment, under the stone wall, Saint Molan's face was extremely pale. Looking at his physical condition and the helpless Hun Changqing beside him, his whole body was shaking violently as if he had been struck by lightning.
The original Saint Molan only felt that she had had a long dream, and the dream was very blurry. In the dream, she could only vaguely feel that she was suffering from some inhuman torture, and it was extremely painful.
But the pain lasted very briefly. After that, she experienced an unprecedented feeling. This wonderful feeling made her sink into it inadvertently...
And when she woke up from her dream, she turned around and discovered her current state. She was unconsciously... It was the first time she encountered such a thing. She suddenly felt as if the sky was falling. This was also true. The scene before.
"Why did you do this to me!...You villain! You are so powerful! You beast!"
At this moment, Saint Molan looked extremely broken, with tears streaming down his face, his delicate body trembling continuously, and his mouth kept roaring.
Hun Changqing, on the other hand, looked at the collapsed Saint Molan with a speechless expression. Didn't he agree to fall? Why did you bring the transformation back? He also slandered him. Although he had indeed done many beastly things before, this time he was really innocent.
I have done something wrong and I can deny it, but if you slander me, it is your fault.
Suddenly, Hun Changqing felt a little angry in his heart, his expression became mocking, he looked at Saint Molan and said jokingly.
"Beast? I didn't know who came up to me before. If I pushed you away at that time, it would be worse than a beast..."
When she heard this, Saint Molan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then she felt a group of memories squeezed into her mind in an extremely rough way, causing her to feel a splitting headache. Holding his head, he kept roaring.
After waiting for a while, the pain in Saint Molan's brain gradually subsided, and she successfully received the memory. This was the memory of her previous temperament change, and it contained what she had done before.
"How could it be possible...how could I be like this...how could I become like this..."
At this moment, Saint Molan seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were lifeless, his body was shaking violently, and he seemed to be unable to accept the reality.
"After so many years of practice, you have cultivated it like a dog. You even dare to practice techniques of unknown origin. After problems arise during practice, you still blame others for your own negligence?"
Hun Changqing knew that the best way to deal with people like Saint Molan was moral kidnapping, so he directly pushed all the problems onto Saint Molan, transforming himself into a victim.
"me…"
Hearing these words, Saint Molan's head went blank, and he looked very helpless and confused. He bit his lip, feeling a little unwilling, but he didn't know what to say or what to do to save it. The matter was a foregone conclusion. , what has been lost is destined to be difficult to restore to its original state...
Fortunately, Saint Mo Lan has the memory of his evergreen appearance in his mind. He didn't take a closer look when he was emotionally broken just now, but after calming down and looking at it for a while...
How should I put it, although the evergreen soul was somewhat beyond the expectations of Saint Molan, Saint Molan suddenly felt that it was not so unacceptable that such a thing happened, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and he also From time to time, he glanced at Hun Changqing's face, which was now covered by a hood, with his peripheral vision.
"Your situation is different now. Let's wait to talk about other things until we get back..."
After seeing that Saint Molan's mood had stabilized, Hun Changqing also breathed a sigh of relief. Then he didn't want to get too entangled here. After making a sound, he directly grabbed the man who was still slumped on the ground. Saint Molan's figure flashed and flew towards the outside world.
(End of chapter)
