The ugly girl wants to be promoted to immortal

Chapter 128
The main hall of Anle Temple was heavily guarded, and the Demon Emperor Sword must be inside.

"How do we get in?" Konjac said while hiding in an empty corner.

A small man the size of a palm came out of Konjac's cuff, looked around, and said, "I'll go in and see the situation first."

Seeing the palm-sized villain disappear in an instant, Konjac had to admire his ability.

Konjac has been waiting outside, not knowing what's going on inside. Her heart is both nervous and restless, mainly because of her good character that makes her restless.

"No, I must find a way to get in." Konjac grinned, as if he had some bad idea.

After a few minutes, a group of bugs flew past the gate of the Golden Palace, and danced in front of the guards for a while before gradually flying away.

"Itchy, why is it so itchy..."

Everyone stood restlessly and began to scratch at their bodies, as if scratching more and more itchy, and in the end some guards just lay down on the ground and rolled over.

"Hey." Konjac smiled badly, and sneaked into the gate of the Golden Palace while no one was paying attention.

"Master, how should we deal with so many people coming?"

Konjac just turned over and entered the door, but he heard the sound of the master and apprentice talking from inside the door.

"This Demon Emperor Sword cannot be destroyed, and it cannot be destroyed. We can only turn it into a sword of justice. If someone really refuses to accept it, then he can only go to hell."

"Bah, hypocrisy." Hearing this familiar voice, Konjac said something ugly.

"Disciple understands."

One teacher and one apprentice said in a gloomy tone.

Konjac hid behind a pillar, watched the two leave before carefully walking towards the hall.

"Giant, where are you?" Konjac shouted in a low voice as he was afraid of being discovered.

Konjac felt his mouth clenched, and his whole body was quickly dragged away, and he was dragged behind a golden curtain.

"Woooo..."

"Keep quiet, it's me."

Konjac struggled fiercely and made a whining sound. When the familiar voice echoed in his ears, Konjac suddenly became quiet.

"Cold cloud."

"It's me." Leng Yun made a silent gesture, and then the two kept quiet at the same time.

The gate of the Golden Palace was opened again, and two people walked in quickly from outside the palace. One was the monk Puzhen whom Konjac had met, and the other didn't know the origin.

"There's no one there?" Monk Pu Zhen looked around sullenly, as if he found something, he walked slowly towards a corner.

Leng Yun held Konjac tightly in his arms, his body trembling constantly, looking extremely painful, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but he still held back and did not make any sound.

"Shua..." A small bug crawled out from behind the curtain, and then quickly got into the corner.

"It's just a bug, see what you make a fuss about."

"Brother, this is the Demon Emperor Sword, we'd better be careful." Monk Pu Zhen said seriously.

"Okay, listen to you."

The two gradually walked out of the golden palace while talking.

"Leng Yun, what's wrong with you?"

Konjac looked over worriedly, his mouth was already gagged as soon as he finished speaking.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Konjac was struggling, but didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of being discovered.

"I miss you to death." Leng Yun felt that he was kissing a little hard, and it was difficult for Konjac to catch his breath, so he slightly loosened his skin and pressed his lips against it.

Suddenly, Leng Yun became weak, and a large amount of sweat had already oozed from his forehead. Because the two of them pressed tightly together, part of it rubbed against Konjac's face.

"What's the matter with you?" Konjac asked anxiously again seeing Leng Yun gritting his teeth.

"What do you think, it's not thanks to you, but I was almost poisoned to death by you." Leng Yun had a painful expression, and his voice was very weak.

"I'm sorry, my brain was controlled by Tiemu, I didn't mean it..." Konjac heard the fortune teller talk about the severity of the will-o'-the-wisp, although the pain was not on him, but looking at Leng Yun's expression, he knew the pain that burned his soul How much does it hurt.

"Hold me, I'll feel better." Leng Yun softened his tone when he saw that Konjac was really blaming himself.

Konjac hugged Leng Yun tightly, a kind of warm current slowly rushed through the bodies of the two of them, Leng Yun only felt a fire of desire suppressed in his body, this fire was more uncomfortable than will-o'-the-wisps.

"Little taro, I really want to put you..."

Halfway through Leng Yun's words, he blocked Konjac's mouth again, and began to tear it hard. Maybe it was because of the pain that Konjac groaned.

"You are seducing me." Leng Yun panted and said, then picked up Konjac and walked towards the Buddha statue.

"What are you doing, put me down quickly."

Konjac didn't know where Leng Yun was going to carry her, but the temperature on his body made her understand that it would not be a good thing.

"Shut up." Leng Yun snapped, as if he couldn't hold on for a second.

Leng Yun lightly touched the left eye of the Buddha statue with his hand, but saw a secret passage opened on the wall, and Leng Yun walked in without any hesitation or delay.

Inside the secret passage is a secret room, in which there are many scriptures and some golden treasures, but how can the two of them bother to go up and look at these, Konjac's body has been softened by Leng Yun's kiss, luckily in this secret room There is a small bed, it seems that someone will live here from time to time.

Leng Yun pounced on Konjac like a monster, and then sprayed her hot breath on her body, leaving patches of bruises on Konjac's body.

"Take it easy..." Konjac clasped her hands tightly on Leng Yun's back, she closed her eyes as if she was in pain but also enjoyment, her voice was slightly gentle.

"Easy?" Leng Yun chuckled, but it was full of bad taste.

"Ah..." Konjac screamed out as if she was being tortured terribly, but Leng Yun quickly blocked her lips.

"Do you want to be seen by others?" Leng Yun glared at Konjac, but still did not intend to let her go.

The whole secret room kept making lingering noises. Fortunately, the two of them tried their best not to make too much noise, but Xiao Chongchong, who quietly followed the secret room, was still shy and hiding everywhere.

"I'll take care of you when I get back." I don't know how long it took for Leng Yun to stop as if he was satisfied, but he had an extremely uncomfortable and unfinished expression.

"Are you feeling better?" Konjac asked in surprise, looking at Leng Yun's calm look.

"Why, haven't you enjoyed enough?" Leng Yunming knew what Konjac was talking about, but deliberately leaned forward.

"Leng Yun, if you dare to touch me, I won't be polite to you." Konjac glared at Leng Yun unceremoniously when he saw Leng Yun raised his hand again.

"Why are you impolite? Put me under you?" Leng Yun said relentlessly.

"Suppress it, whoever is afraid of whom." Konjac just said it, but saw Leng Yun lying under Konjac's body by surprise.

"No, little taro, it's okay if I'm wrong." Leng Yun saw that the movement outside was getting louder and louder. Although the fire in his body was aroused by the konjac again, he could only bear it temporarily.

"Then you promise, don't touch me if I don't agree." Konyu stretched his hand under Leng Yun and looked at him funny.

"Okay, let go first, I will listen to you in everything from now on." Leng Yun had a painful expression.

"It's not too bad." Konjac slowly let go of his hand, but saw that Leng Yun's face became more and more difficult to look.

"What's the matter, is your body hurting again?" Konjac hugged Leng Yun, feeling that his clothes were soaked all over his body.

"This will-o'-the-wisp is really powerful. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist one day." Leng Yun said painfully.

"Bang bang..." There was a loud noise outside the secret room, like the sound of someone fighting.

(End of this chapter)