Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 92 Master, I am not a casual person
In the dark room, red curtains are hung on the spacious stone bed, and the one-foot-wide gauze red silk is fixed around the rock wall, and finally gathers towards the top of the stone bed.

The gauze is swaying, the skull lamp is burning, and the beauty is lying on her side, creating a charming atmosphere unique to the demons.

"Xiao Langjun, do you think I am beautiful?"

The thin fingers painted with Danko brushed across the bright red lips, and finally landed on the face of the duanfang boy with his brows tightly furrowed and his face sinking like water.

Song Weiran's eyes were like sharp knives, cutting out a sliver of light in the filthy space.

With him here, even though the demonic aura surges here, like hell, the evil spirits of the righteous way are still clearly distinguished!

Meiniang was stabbed by that gaze, and she withdrew her hand in a guilty conscience, as if deep in her memory, there was once a gentleman like him.

It is undeniable that she is tempted by Song Weiran's skin, and she values ​​his talent even more, but at the moment she does not want to accept him as a furnace anymore, and her guilt for no reason makes her angry.

"Get off me!"

She grabbed Song Weiran by the neck, dragged him back to the cell, and threw him to the ground like a dead dog.

The magic energy drawn out from the fingertips turned into a rope, wrapping the already incapacitated boy into a cocoon.

Until he could no longer see his appearance clearly, and couldn't see the missing white clothes, he was barely relieved.

Why is she so weird?
Without a doubt, that kid should be the most convincing furnace!
The coquettish beauty stood at the door of the cell, with her fingertips pressed against her chest, her gaze shifted from the black cocoon to Qu Yi who was beside her.

The young man is considered heroic, but he has pure and charming eyes.

That's not to mention, there are two lying silkworms under his eyes, which are a bit cute, coupled with the fierce eyes without any lethality, it only makes people feel stupid.

"Bitch Chirp!"

Meiniang spat, turned around and went to the next door, raised her sleeves and took Kou Mingyu away.

Qu Yi: "..." You are a bitch!
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
He slowly crawled towards Song Weiran, lowered his voice and called urgently:

"Nephew Song, Song Weiran, Song Lenglian, Song Idiot!"

Song Weiran: With such a broken mouth, she really is chirping!

On the other side, after the two demons left from Xiao Hanyu, they saw Kou Mingyu who was carried away by Mei Niang. They wanted to have a look at Fengyue, but they remembered something important and went straight to the secret room.

When passing by, I saw the little tangerine huddled against the wall, grabbed its tail viciously, and picked it up.

"This thing is ugly!"

The demon with all red horns on his head pursed his lips, and when he was disgusted, his forehead was wrinkled like a wall, which made people get goosebumps.

"Xiaohong, what are you doing, why don't you throw it away!"

The half-red and half-black demon with a small horn on his head slapped Little Tangerine's puffy buttocks with a dark slap, embedding it directly into the wall.

The Mozu man named Xiaohong realized that his hands were empty, and after a pause, he wiped two handfuls on his stomach, then called "Xiao Hei" plaintively and left.

After the two walked away, a black figure slowly appeared beside the little orange in the wall, and quietly picked it out.

The chubby and fluffy face plate, the hair is messy, covered with dirt, looks very pitiful.

After smelling the familiar smell from the black shadow, the little orange burst into tears like a torrent.

Woohoo, I will never be with those four bastards who will kill me again!

Xuanyuan Qingshuang had an undisguised dislike on her face.

The little thing was so bright and beautiful before it left, but now, it's like falling into the asphalt pool and then down the sewer, which not only makes her stomach queasy, but also makes her want to throw it away.

This place is similar to her ancient book, and it can also be said to be similar to a secret realm, like a different space.

Now that she is in the invisible stage, before she can find out the specific situation, she can use her spiritual power one more time, which will be more dangerous.

After thinking about it, he temporarily gave up using the dust cleaning technique on the little orange, and tore off a piece of muddy black cloth from the side, wrapping the little orange until only one head remained.

Then she put on a hair tie, carried it, and walked in the direction Xiao Hei Xiao Hong left.

Little Orange: Huh huh, senior doesn't love me anymore.

Followed all the way, passing through the corridors, the surrounding environment is sometimes cramped and oppressive, and sometimes open and bright.

In a place surrounded by thick blood pools on all sides, I saw a platform half a person's height, on which a blood-colored spirit bead was floating in the air, slowly turning.

Like the hub of a certain formation, the blood flowed retrogradely towards the beads from bottom to top, and under the rotation of the beads, layers of black mist were produced.

The mist was wrapped in beads and swirled into the air, filling the surrounding space of nearly thirty cubic meters.

The mist then crawled along the upper cave wall, silently, in all directions like a spider ant.

Surrounded by the black mist, the red light on the Lingzhu flickered on and off, making it extremely eye-catching in this dim place.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang did not act rashly, after paying attention to Zhuzhu a few more times, she continued to dive up.

The two stopped in front of a crack in the ground, raised their hands and summoned the magic energy to turn into a cable bridge, stepping across it step by step.

Then something appeared, and a door opened on the opposite stone wall.

After entering, the cable bridge disappeared, and there was no trace of the gate on the stone wall.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang walked to the ground and stopped, feeling a deep suction coming from underneath.

Little Orange was being dangled and wanted to sleep, when suddenly she felt the hairs on her back, and when she turned her head, she saw that there was a bottomless abyss beneath her.

Its only guarantee of safety is the thin hair tie.

It's about to be pulled into the abyss!

Senior help!

The movement at the end of the hairband had already been transmitted to Xuanyuan Qingshuang's hand, she looked around, and the little orange was like a hydrogen balloon planted diagonally.

It flies to the sky normally, but it is going to drill underground!
I stretched out my hand and pulled it, and loosened it again, and it went further to the middle of the seam.

Seeing that the big round eyes were filled with tears, Xuanyuan Qingshuang was finally willing to raise her noble hand, and completely grasped the little thing in her hand.

Little Orange: Huh, senior has no heart!

However, Xuanyuan Qingshuang was not afraid of the suction under the cracks in the ground. Now she had to wait for the two demons to come out of the secret room, and then she went in to study their secrets.

So she hid in a hollow a foot and a half below the place opposite.

A barrier was placed to isolate the breath, and a blindfold was used to blend in with the surrounding environment.

Next, wait for the two to come out.

……

Master.

Master.

Xiao Hanyu can only compete with himself if he calls this title in his heart.

The two said that they could not cure the medicine for three days, and their blood flowed backwards and died.

But he, who once only knew that he was dying, felt the importance of dignity again.

He suddenly didn't want to be just a revenge machine, he also wanted to continue to stay by Shizun's side innocently and become her proud apprentice.

What day is this?

In this place where day and night do not distinguish, he completely lost his senses.

His brain was already chaotic, and the beast that was fed in his heart was about to break through its restraints and completely occupy him.

At the wide open cell door, the young man panted heavily and rolled on the ground like crazy.

The back spine and head hit the railing or the stone wall fiercely, and the smell of blood added to the ambiguity.

He felt that he was about to lose control, and his heart was ruthless, so he pulled out the short hairpin on his head, one after another, and stabbed it desperately on his thigh.

There was blood all over the place.

The huge pain barely suppressed that desire.

He was lying on the ground, looking at the uneven cave wall blankly through the gap between his eyelids.

The thin, tattered lips raised up with difficulty, silently wriggling:
"Master... I am not... a casual person!"

(End of this chapter)