Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 229 Do you think Chu Yu likes men?
Half demon pill?
Chu Yu's pupils suddenly dilated, and he suddenly remembered that in the cabin next to the Hantian Lake in Yuncheng, Zhongzhou, it was Ning Zhao who cut out his own demon pill and used half of it to save him.

Huanhuan said...not right...

When Ning Zhao was fighting Venerable Lingyue, she used another half of the demon core. At this moment, half of the demon core in her body is gone...

Chu Yu seemed to have lost all strength suddenly, her whole body relaxed, her dark eyes fixed on Huanhuan, unable to speak a word.

Huanhuan didn't see his abnormality, it rubbed its swollen belly, and pulled Chu Yu's sleeve to tear him off, "Oh, don't worry too much, um...you are Wuyou's big nephew. , that is my eldest nephew."

"Your wife is my nephew, don't worry, she will never have any problems with me here!"

……

At the same time, Lincheng was thousands of miles away.

In a certain tea room on the top of Qingya Mountain.

"What did you say!"

"Isn't Chonglou the real demon?"

Venerable Lingyue's eyes widened, he flipped his sleeves and knocked over the tea on the table.

The turquoise cups rolled down to the door, and the tea leaves were spilled all over the floor.

The woman in purple who sat across from him only slightly pursed her lips and did not answer, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her smile was very gentle and moving.

Venerable Lingyue snorted softly, transformed a new teacup on his own, and placed it on the table.

He lifted the teapot and poured water into the cup.

He didn't seem to intend to drink, even though the tea had already been filled up, let the tea overflow the cup, let the tea flow down the table and onto the floor.

The purple-clothed woman, the Painted Skin Ghost, chuckled lightly, and tapped the golden nanmu tabletop with her knuckles.

"Honor Lingyue, what's wrong with you?"

"Is it possible that you were frightened?"

She pinched the veil to cover her mouth and nose, and she couldn't straighten up laughing.

"Hahahahaha, he, Chu Yu, is just a demon venerable who just took office. He is just a kid in the Yuanying period. You, the famous No. [-] sword sect in the world, Lingyue Venerable of the Spirit Sword School, are you still afraid of him?"

"Even if Wuyou is here, so what if he has a cultivation level close to the tribulation stage? You and your senior brother can't beat Wuyou?"

When Venerable Lingyue heard this, his face turned from red to white to green, as if he had overturned the palette, it was colorful.

Painted Skin Ghost naturally noticed Venerable Lingyue's face, and her slender willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly, she put down the cup in her hand, and said in a voice full of distaste, suspicion, and disbelief, "Isn't it? You two Together, they can't deal with Wuyou alone?"

Venerable Lingyue: ...

His cloudy eyes gradually turned scarlet, and his cold eyes fell on Painted Skin Ghost, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

"What? See what His Holiness means, could it be... Could it be that we can't cooperate anymore?"

Painted Skin Ghost only thought that he was blaming herself for making a mockery, she brushed the broken hair on her forehead, the words she said were still yin and yang.

She is not afraid of Venerable Lingyue. Firstly, there is not much difference in cultivation between the two, and secondly, Venerable Lingyue will not make a big deal about their cooperation. After all, he is the head of a large sect. You still have to walk upright and sit upright.

Venerable Lingyue obviously thought of these two layers, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually suppressed, "I don't mean that."

"Master Painted Skin Ghost, why do you say that? Our cooperation will benefit both parties."

"I was just thinking, the story of Chu Yu and Wuyou beheading the White King has already spread in the ghost town and the devil world. What method should I use to make them lose the hearts of the people..."

Venerable Lingyue held the teacup in his hand, raised his head and took a big gulp, but his tongue had several big bubbles because the tea was too hot.

While trying to control his tongue, he continued as if nothing had happened: "Speaking of which, Chu Yu, in your Demon Realm, don't any soldiers feel that Chu Yu's blood is impure?"

"I've heard that you demons all depend on your bloodlines. The purer the demons, the stronger the demonic energy in your bloodlines."

When mentioning Chu Yu, his tone became more and more contemptuous, "Chu Yu is just a little bastard of human race and demon race, how can he convince the crowd?"

Hearing Venerable Lingyue's words, Painted Ghost's slender eyebrows frowned indistinctly, a mocking expression flashed across her face, and when she looked at Venerable Lingyue again, that expression had disappeared.

"So, what good strategy does His Holiness have?"

"Whether there is any worry, just because Chu Yu's blood is impure, it is impossible for those demons to fight."

Painted Skin Ghost flicked his nails that were dyed pink, chuckled, and said casually: "Furthermore, His Holiness thinks, in the ghost town and the devil world, who is more convincing than Chu Yu?"

"Although he has half the blood of the human race, the blood in his body is impure, but...his mother is the saint of the demon race. Is it possible that in the ghost town of the demon race, who has more noble blood than him?"

Painted Skin Ghost looked at Venerable Lingyue's frown gradually, she sneered, her voice was extremely charming, "Who else is there besides Wuyou?"

When it comes to the blood of the demon race, only Wuyou is more noble than Chu Yu, and the fact that the blood is not pure obviously cannot be used as a raft.

Venerable Lingyue thought hard for a long time, but he still couldn't think of a suitable reason.

He set his eyes on Painted Skin Ghost's face, which was both enchanting and charming, full of vigor and vitality, completely unable to see the rotten flesh and soul under the skin.

He froze for a moment, then said in a strange way: "Lord Painted Skin Ghost, have you ever thought about...seductive?"

With a crash, the teacups and teapots on the table were overturned by the Painted Skin Ghost and fell to the ground.

Painted Skin Ghost's face suddenly turned livid, she stood up abruptly, lowered her head slightly and looked coldly at Venerable Lingyue, "Hehe, what Venerable said is really funny."

She stuck out her pink tongue and licked her bright red and dry lips, "Do you think Chu Yu likes men?"

After she finished speaking, she turned into a puff of black mist and flew away with the wind, leaving only Venerable Lingyue sitting there alone in a daze.

Painted Skin Ghost is a man? !

How come no one told him? !

……

In the ghost town of Demon Realm, King Bai once occupied the Demon Palace he built.

The room was dark, without any light, as if the sun had never visited this land.

With a bang, a small spark suddenly ignited in the darkness, and the invisible space finally gradually lit up.

Painted Skin Ghost stood in the middle of the room, with mirrors as tall as a human being placed in front of him and behind him.

In the mirror, he was still dressed as a girl in purple in the daytime.His expressions in each mirror are different, some have ferocious faces, some are smiling, some are gentle and peaceful, and some have cold and terrifying eyes.

"Mirror demon, you said..."

"What is the meaning of the death of King Bai?"

Painted Skin Ghost stretched out his hand and touched the mirror in front of him, his voice was no longer charming and enchanting as before, but deep and hoarse.

"I lied to that old man Lingyue, the blood flowing in Chu Yu's body...is not the blood of that human race..."

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