Dijun's black moonlight is back

Ling Yu has always been worried about the fact that Xuan Ji called her a widow.

In the past few days, she wandered around in Xuanji's Desolate Soul Palace, and she could only use four words to describe her demeanor: bullying men and women.

She didn't like Xuan Ji, and she didn't even have a good look at all the people under his command.

It's not easy for these people to turn against her, because her Demon Lord is very conniving to her.

Ao Zhuhai is full of nights all year round, Ling Yu only sleeps and eats, she doesn't know how many days she has stayed here.

When she was watching under the pillar made of white bones, Xuanji, who had disappeared for a long time, came to bother her again.

"Fairy is interested in this?" Xuan Ji asked her.

Ling Yu glanced at him sideways, and noticed the tiredness on his eyebrows that was deliberately concealed.

During this period of time, he didn't come to look for Ling Yu, and he seemed to be entangled in some troubles.

Xuan Ji found that she was watching him, and felt a little happy: "Do you care about me?"

Ling Yu didn't say a word, and even deliberately took a few steps to distance himself from him, and continued to observe the pillar.

The pillars are made of bones, not only people, but also the original bodies of many spirits.

She was wondering if the coccyx that Wraith took was found from here.

"I'm talking to you," Yan Ji flashed in front of her eyes, blocking between her and the pillar, "Are you deaf?"

This demon is probably extremely narcissistic. He is quite satisfied with his figure, and all the tops are intentionally or unintentionally exposed.

I almost shouted at everyone, come and see my muscular body.

It's the same with him today, the clothes on his upper body barely cover the relevant places, revealing his muscles in large areas.

The necklaces around his neck were many and miscellaneous, and the longest one even hung down to his belly button.

That gem was so bright that it seemed to have light in the slightly dim palace.

Seeing that she still ignored him, Xuan Ji tried to pinch her chin again.

But Ling Yu opened his hand ahead of time: "Stay away from me."

She hates physical contact so much.

"Definitely." Xuanji said.

Ling Yu's body froze instantly, only a pair of eyes could move.

Xuan Ji pinched her earlobe, leaned closer and lowered his head to talk to her: "Little widow has so many things to do."

Ling Yu: ...

His name had long been added to her death list, and today she decided to put him at the top of the list.

"Solution." Xuan Ji snapped his fingers, and Ling Yu regained his freedom in an instant.

The first thing she did was sweep her legs and kick towards Xuanji.

The surrounding guards aimed their weapons at her, threatening to attack her, but Xuan Ji waved his hand to signal them to retreat.

He was more than happy to play with her.

Xuan Ji retreated sideways and easily dodged Ling Yu's blow.

This was her expected way of hiding, and it could even be said to be in her favor.

Ling Yu took advantage of the situation and tapped one foot on the ground, exerting strength in his waist and abdomen, he rolled over with his whole body in the air.

She and Xuan Ji retreated in the same direction, but slightly faster than him.

Ling Yu bent her legs in mid-air, pinning Xuan Ji's shoulders with the sockets of her knees.

She grabbed his ear with one hand, while the other hugged his chin.

Before Xuan Ji realized what was going on, Ling Yu's other leg hooked his waist from behind again.

Her hands and feet exerted force at the same time, twisting Xuan Ji's entire body to the left.

In an instant, the leg on his shoulder was retracted again, and it hit his lower back heavily.

Ling Yu pushed him to the ground with one hand pinching the back of Xuan Ji's neck.

Just as he wanted to get up, Ling Yu pressed his elbow: "Be sure."

She is a quick learner, if the sea of ​​consciousness can be used, Xuan Ji's whole body will be fixed by her, not just one arm.

He was lying on the ground at this time, Ling Yu was still kneeling on his back, he couldn't get up because he couldn't use his hands.

"It's hurt," Ling Yu saw through it at a glance, "it's not serious."

The guards in the temple were all dismissed by him, only the maidservant who knelt on the ground dared not lift her head remained.

These are all little demon cultivators who are relatively young and have very shallow cultivation. They dare not see the demon king make a fool of himself.

In fact, Ling Yu seldom fights like this with others, it's not that he can't, but he prefers more elegant fighting techniques, or fighting with swords.

It was this lifeless Xuan Ji who insisted on sealing her sea of ​​consciousness, and she had no choice but to do so.

"It's Tianzhu, right?" Ling Yu pressed her knee hard, "When is Mozun going to get the sword?"

"You want to go back to Mingjing Mountain?" Xuan Ji looked at her sideways.

Among other things, Mozun's face is not bad, turning his neck to look up at her in this posture is not particularly ugly.

There is even a hint of stubborn beauty.

However, Ling Yu is not a person who pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so he grabs Xuan Ji's hair, forcing him to look up even more.

"I want scales." Ling Yu said.

Where she couldn't see, Xuanji's Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, like a thirsty wolf greedy for the flowing blood.

After hearing Ling Yu's answer, a whip flew out from behind her, wrapped her arms around her and bound her backwards.

Xuan Ji only narrowed his eyes, the whip dragged Ling Yu back a few steps, and then hung her in the air.

"Are you asking for more from others?" Xuan Ji stood up, and tidied up his clothes by the way.

Ling Yu's hands were tied behind her back, and she couldn't see what it was that bound her.

"Don't struggle," Xuan Ji introduced generously, "My natal magic weapon is Lihuo."

"Play with you for a while, you really think you are so good."

Xuan Ji hooked his fingers, and Li Huo pushed Ling Yu directly in front of him.

"You also saw it," Xuan Ji said, "I have injuries on my body, so I can't go to Mingjing Mountain today."

He stretched out a finger and drew on Ling Yu's face, outlining her outline.

Seeing the anger welling up in her eyes, Xuan Ji felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

He pinched her face with two fingers, tried hard to suppress the predatory desire in his heart, and pretended to smile innocently at her.

"But if you can make me happy," Xuan Ji said, "maybe this injury will heal tonight."

He clearly saw Ling Yu take a few deep breaths, and in the blink of an eye, the back molars loosened and clenched, clenched and then loosened.

"How to coax?" Ling Yu held back her anger. Sooner or later, she would kill this Demon Lord.

Xuan Ji blinked at her, Li Huo understood and immediately let go of Ling Yu.

He took Ling Yu's hand and pulled her to the side hall.

Ling Yu resisted the thought of chopping off his hand, and walked over with him.

There is a table in the middle of the side hall, on which are the things she and Wen Jingchan ate at Dumu Winery.

Even the positions of the wine glasses and chopsticks are not the same.