Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

"Ningyan, is that you? It's really you!"

The man in white couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, he stepped forward and grabbed Bi Luo's arm, his expression completely lost the cold feeling just now.

He tentatively opened his mouth uncertainly at first, but at the moment he saw Bi Luo's eyes, he appraised and opened his mouth: "It's really you!"

Bi Luo tried her best to break free from the restraint on the man's wrist, and with the other hand, she was busy putting on the veil to cover her face.

He said in a rather disgusted tone: "Let go, I'm not some Ningyan, the young master has admitted the wrong person!"

"No! You are her!"

Bi Luo turned her head to look at him with a disgusted look on her face.

Seeing this with Bi Luo's eyes, the man in white immediately let go of his hands, with a bit of shock and disbelief on his face.

Also, if it was Shui Ningyan, how could she have resisted the palm of the Demon Sect leader just now?It seems that she is really not her...

Weakly let go of his hand and let Bi Luo go.

She finally glanced at the three people behind her with disgust, and deeply felt that their brains seemed to be a little abnormal.

What Master said is correct, all men in the world are lustful things, fortunately Master let him wear a veil, otherwise many things might happen along the way.

Gradually moving away from the people behind her, Bi Luo finally relaxed.It is better not to be in the mountains in the mortal world. She misses the days on the mountains and Master so much...

After walking for a while, they arrived at the official road, and along the way, they never met those three strange people again, and Bi Luo's mood gradually improved.

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"Was that person just now her?" The man in white sat down on the ground with his head bowed, his expression a bit slumped.

Covered by tree shadows, layers are extravagant.

The leader of the demon sect also looked at the direction where Biluo had just disappeared, and his voice was half a smile: "Didn't you see her? Do you say yes or no?"

The man in white gradually clenched his hands into fists, his voice was low but mixed with faint anger: "Isn't she dead?"

"Death is death, life is life, it really is a destiny..." the leader of the Demon Cult raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, and said unpredictablely.

Turning around, he saw the man in white still had an angry expression on his face, and the smile on his lips deepened: "It seems that I haven't seen her for a few days, and Shui Ningyan is no longer the same girl she used to be."

"What do you mean?" It was probably the first time that the white-clothed man uttered such a rude question, causing the guards in black and plain clothes beside him to look up at his master.

"Baili Yuxi, she will never be yours, let it go." The leader of the Demon Cult sighed, as if to comfort him, and said.

Hearing this, the man in white went uncharacteristically and didn't reply, just sat there quietly with his head bowed as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that Baili Yuxi seemed to be thinking about something, the leader of the Demon Cult quietly put his hand on his chest to input internal force to relieve the pain.

The palm with Shui Ningyan just now made him almost unable to bear the injury. Fortunately, Shui Ningyan didn't continue to pursue it, I'm afraid...

The leader of the Demon Cult didn't think about it anymore, but he was determined to speed up the training of the nine-layer gun. Once the gun is practiced, he will be invulnerable by then, and he will be incompatible with fire and water!

There was a sneer under the cold mask: Shui Ningyan, no matter who you become, you will one day die at the hands of this deity!

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Cough cough cough, recently the code word has been various ups and downs, I finally wrote an extra chapter today, encountered a computer blue screen, and the manuscript was not saved, I cried, that’s all for today, and there will be more tomorrow.