Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Yun Wei is not a fool.

On the contrary, she is sober and intelligent.

Fang Lin's simple sentence revealed too many possibilities.

But will this kind of thing really happen?

Just because she has skin?

In front of a truly strong man, this so-called peerless appearance is nothing more than pink withered bones.

She, why?

Although confused, Yunwei still answered, "No."

Be concise and to the point.

Fang Lin remained calm, still showing no emotion at all.

"Tonight, Yun Wei is dead."

Yun Wei's beautiful eyes widened a little.

"From now on, only...Yue Yi will take orders from Fang Lin. Are you willing?"

Fang Lin hesitated and thought of a name casually.

Yunwei fell silent.

"Why?"

"That's not the question you should ask."

Yunwei was silent again.

It wasn't until a long time passed that Yun Wei raised her head again, "Yueyi takes orders, Master!"

Fang Lin trembled slightly in his heart.

Owner……

really not bad!

Fang Lin took out a pill from the space ring.

The elixir was green, and there was nothing surprising about it.

Except for this eye-catching green.

Yue Yi took the pill and swallowed it without any hesitation.

Fang Lin's eyes flickered slightly but he didn't say anything more.

The Soul-Destroying Pill is a chronic poison pill that will automatically become poisonous after taking it for thirty-three days.

This elixir comes from those messy space rings that Fang Lin seized.

More and more space rings were taken away, and the things in Fang Lin's hands became more and more complicated.

Along with the poisonous elixir, there is also an antidote.

However, the quantity of both the poison elixir and the antidote was very small.

Three in total.

In the sky, the gathering auspicious clouds gradually dissipated.

Disappearing together were those behind Fang Lin.

wings, and the light golden color in his eyes.

Fang Lin casually took out a black cloak.

"Is it possible to lurk in the imperial capital?"

Yue paused for a moment before taking the cloak.

"Yes, but it will take time."

Fang Lin raised his eyebrows.

It seems that the third prince's methods are very unusual.

In this case, the seventh prince should be the same!

After what happened tonight, that person should be unable to sit still!

By then, a Song family member will be easily captured, right?

Fang Lin nodded, "You only have one month."

After the words fell, Fang Lin squinted his eyes and landed on her.

"It's a pity that we met in this way."

After the words fell, Fang Lin moved his feet and slowly flew towards the distance.

Yue Yi stopped in place, listening to the last words, ripples appeared in his mind.

What a pity... what a pity...

…

When Fang Lin returned to the imperial capital, he did not hide anything.

To the monks, Fang Lin's flight was like a swagger.

After all, even if you act cautiously, it's hard to avoid everyone's attention, so you might as well stop trying to avoid it.

What's more, there is no need to avoid taboos.

Back in the room, Song Qingge had woken up and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fang Lin suddenly coming back.

"Master!"

Fang Lin glanced at her.

"There's nothing happening here!"

Song Qingge nodded, "Nothing happened. Again."

Fang Lin sat on the sofa next to him, his posture very lazy.

"Someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and resorted to both soft and hard tactics."

Song Qingge raised her eyebrows, got up and got out of bed.

"A combination of soft and hard tactics? I don't know, yes.

How to use both soft and hard tactics? "

Fang Lin smiled faintly, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"They feel like they can find someone to replace you."

Song Qingge paused in his steps, half-smiling but not smiling, "What do you think, young master?"

"you guess?"

Song Qingge came closer step by step, and then boldly raised his legs and sat directly on Fang Lin's legs!

"Does she look good if she can be pushed to the stage to replace me?"

"nice."

"What about your figure?"

“Impeccable.” ??

Song Qingge raised his hand and lightly traced Fang Lin's chest with his fingertips, moving up bit by bit.

"But she didn't make it."

"Because she's not you."

The fingertips reached the collarbone and suddenly stopped.

Song Qingge's beautiful eyes were slightly frozen, with obvious ripples.

The air seemed to freeze. After a moment, the paused hands suddenly became hurried, stretched out along the shoulders and hugged Fang Lin's neck.

The lips are warm and slightly astringent.

Tonight, the moonlight is beautiful.

…

When he woke up, Fang Lin was filled with surprise and looked down at Song Qingge below.

"Can your body bear it?"

Song Qingge raised his head, his beautiful eyes were dim, and the crystal silk was still connected to the corner of his mouth. He changed his hands and continued to hold it.

"I can drain you dry by myself, let's see how you cater to others!"

Fang Lin couldn't help but smile, naturally he would not refuse the beauty of this morning, and continued to lie quietly and enjoy it.

In the afternoon, the wind is sunny and sunny.

Fang Lin and Song Qingge stayed on the second floor.

A table of side dishes and a few pots of soju. Close to the window, the view is wide.

Everything looks familiar.

Fang Lin has been sitting here for a long time.

The noise in the tavern was not serious. It was just afternoon and there were not many drinkers.

However, Fang Lin still heard what he wanted to hear.

"I heard that there is a large amount of violent spiritual energy fluctuations outside the city. I heard that it was left by at least a strong person at the Dongxu level!"

"I've also heard that it's not just spiritual energy fluctuations, but also a strange fluctuation, which seems to be some kind of sacred breath. Last night I saw auspicious clouds covering the sky. It turns out that there are strong men fighting!"

"I don't know who it is, but it can cause such an uproar even if a person has disappeared. It would be great if I could also achieve Dongxu!"

"Kiss here, I suggest you take a look in the mirror!"

…

There have been such discussions among the people, which shows that the disturbance caused by this matter will not be small.

Song Qingge was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at Fang Lin.

"how many people?"

Fang Lin was stunned for a moment before realizing that Song Qingge was also eavesdropping.

"Five."

A strange look appeared in Song Qingge's eyes, "Are they all the same as you?"

Fang Lin knew that she was talking about cultivation and nodded, "There is another one higher than me."

Song Qingge took a breath, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"evildoer."

Fang Lin: "..."

Yueyi has disappeared.

Like several others.

The four people were burned to the ground by the sacred flames. Only the space ring was left at the scene, which was taken away by Fang Lindu.

Yue Yi disappears alone without arousing anyone's suspicion.

Yun Wei died last night, and these words were not just words.

Fang Lin believed that when Yue Yi appeared in the imperial capital, no one would be able to recognize her identity.

As long as she doesn't expose herself.

However, it seems that Yue Yi alone is not enough.

However, this helper is not so easy to find.

Fang Lin was drinking soju when he suddenly felt a slight commotion down there.

Fang Lin turned around and saw a very luxurious carriage parked at the door.