The Harem Rescue Project

"What are you doing."

Lin Qianshuang stepped back, looking at the disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect with horror inexplicably, the sword in his hand was like a toy sword, she just grabbed it and slapped it off.

Kanchanqin lay quietly on her feet, she bent down and was about to take it up, the hand outstretched under her sleeves turned into furry beast claws somehow, and the protruding plum blossom-like powdery flesh stuck to the surface of the piano smoothly , She took a lot of effort to balance the body with seven hands and grab the piano in her hand.

In such a critical and critical moment, how could she suddenly uncontrollably transform into the original body, still in front of the disciples of the Zhengdao Sect.

Lin Qianshuang spread out his claws in surprise and closed his eyes to activate the demon energy transformation, but unexpectedly, the demon energy in the dantian could activate, but the transformation failed.

The disciple of the Spirit Cloud Sword Sect almost stared at her with eyeballs. It is estimated that he had never seen a beast as spiritual as Lin Qianshuang in his entire life.

With such a human-like behavior, this monster is by no means an ordinary beast, but a magic repair that has been transformed into a human form.

"You... you terrible monster in human skin, how can you speak so fluently."

The disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect was shocked, but he was not too stupid. He wanted to single-handedly challenge this invisible demon repair, he raised his palm warily toward Lin Qianshuang and stepped carefully to pick up the ground. Seeing that she ignored him, he turned around and ran to the disciple of the same sect and shouted: "Here is a demonic cultivator who has mixed in! It's there!"

"..."

Lin Qianshuang looked at the disciple of the Lingxiaozong who frightened himself and screamed desperately, scrambled to flee for his life, and gave a rather speechless look.

This is how many years I haven't seen the demon cultivator, so scared that this is too shameful for the monk's face.

She wanted to leave here quickly to prevent her identity from being exposed, but a thought suddenly came to her amidst the ear-piercing screams of the disciples of Ling Xiaozong.

She had already severed her righteousness with Junior Sister Xiao, and she was leaving Penglai Immortal Gate again. Why did she still keep this identity? It would be better to abandon it, and the relationship between them was also considered clean and neat.

Lin Qianshuang took out the jade slip of the Penglai Immortal Gate, took a deep look, and dropped it on the ground without hesitation. He shook the dust on his body again, stretched his limbs and traversed a curve in mid-air. Screaming and panic leaped across tents to overthrow it.

The monk wearing the righteous Taoist robes embarrassedly got out of the collapsed tent, and at a glance saw the messy silver-white behemoth sitting on the ground and laughing strangely at them.

Before Lin Qianshuang played around for long, a group of righteous cultivators chased her with magic weapons, shouting and screaming for killing.

She carefully teased the group of monks around the street and set up a blindfold to trap them in the alley.

Lin Qianshuang watched the group of people panting around in the alley. She felt a little funny and couldn't help laughing.

She patted her cheek and smiled. If her cultivation base was lower, the group of people's spells would be enough for her to die a hundred times.

Lin Qianshuang was too lazy to deal with the monks again, and turned into a ray of demonic energy to sneak into the vacant room of an inn.

She shrunk her posture and laid her furry limbs on the table comfortably, lazily flicking her tail, while her head flew around quickly, leaving behind the jade slip of the Penglai fairy gate. Her identity as a magic repair will be exposed. As long as the group of people pursued it a little further, they could always find suspicious signs of the death of Xiao Shen, the former head of the Penglai Immortal Gate.

She is now the subordinate of City Lord Tianshu, and this murder master's pot was indirectly pushed to Mu Weiyin.

Lin Qianshuang was worried that Xiao Lanle would be detrimental to Mu Weiyin. This is all right now. Xiao Shen's death is frank and honest. Unless Mu Weiyin tells the world the truth about the destruction of the Xiao family at the time, the union of the two should also be disturbed by her. .

"I vaguely saw the monster running in this direction."

"There is an inn there, go, let's go in and have a look."

A few kilometers away, Lin Qianshuang had already heard the pursuit of her monk. She was about to jump off the table to change a place. One hand grabbed her shaggy hind legs and lifted her heavy.

A graceful and luxurious purple-clothed woman wearing a precious ferret cape, a purple dragon jade crown lightly buckled her hair, meticulous hands with a black gauze silk cover, quietly sat at the table, she put the little fluffy monster on the table Holding it in his hand, the voice said without emotion: "The city lord has followed you all the way, and the city lord is watching all the things you do. You deliberately exposed yourself because you want to break the relationship with Lanle. You really are. Ruthless people."

Lin Qianshuang’s furry feet kicked on Mu Weiyin’s face. The city lord is still the usual iceberg face and the tepid but secretly hurting words, but today’s cicadas outside the window are noisy, and she feels irritated and can’t tell. What a good thing.

She didn't bother to care about the other's dumb face, and sneered: "The python swallows me into the belly, and the city lord must also watch it, but it feels interesting? You want to use me to calculate what in your heart, we calculate each other, who is the ruthless person Does the city lord still want to play dumb?

Mu Weiyin pulled Lin Qianshuang's furry ears, her face as white as beautiful jade still had a faint mark of being kicked red, but she was not at all annoyed, and said calmly: "This city lord knows what you want, I want Yes, and what you want, we don’t conflict, just deal equally.”

Lin Qianshuang shook her ears. She squatted down on the table with her long tail curled up, raised her chin, narrowed her blue eyes, and said, "The city lord, our deal has been concluded at the beginning. Trade treaty?"

"The new transaction will be discussed later."

Mu Weiyin raised his spacious and wide sleeves, stretched out his slender hands, motioned her to jump up, and said gently: "You jump into the arms of this city lord, and I have my own way to restore your body."

Lin Qianshuang raised her eyebrows and looked at Mu Weiyin. She couldn't understand the current thoughts of the city lord. Apart from the marriage, life and death agreement, she could not think of any reason the city lord could help her free of charge.

But she still leaped lightly in front of Mu Weiyin, letting her hold her arms.

Mu Weiyin would not deceive, and a powerful person like her who was one step closer to the upper realm did not bother to deceive a weak Demon Infant cultivator.

The blood of the divine vein flows in the skin under the soft silver hair of the palm of the hand, and the blood of the ancient beast Baize condenses the purest and unsullied aura in the world.

The Tianshu Mirror was the life-saving thing that the person handed her back, and the most familiar was this spiritual breath.

This bright mirror appeared in her heart, and her thoughts were all clear, but because of this she saw too transparently and gradually lost the emotion of ordinary people.

Mu Weiyin's eyes raised with golden patterns, and when he looked at Lin Qianshuang's irresponsible appearance in his arms, a faint ripple appeared in his calm heart.

She should have realized who this person would be when she was practising spiritually with her. How could the person who made her feel comfortable and able to get rid of her heart in some way would be an ordinary person. At the beginning, she could even lie to her, how could that shark bead could keep her.

Uncountable how long ago she left without saying goodbye, but now she appears in such an ignorant posture, have you forgotten it?

The six-petal peach blossom imprint on Mu Weiyin’s forehead shone slightly, she pulled towards Lin Qianshuang’s whole body out of thin air, pulling out a few strands of pure divine power that could not be melted, struggling in her five fingers as if there was life. As soon as she got out, she let go, and a few strands of divine power dispersed into golden threads and died in the air.

Lin Qianshuang felt that the mysterious power at the dantian was slowly disappearing, the magic mark slowly faded into his forehead, and the human form gradually recovered.

Mu Weiyin was holding her animal shape in his hands, and seeing her gradually recovering, he unceremoniously dropped her to the ground, took off the silk cover of his hand, and fell on the table. Two cups of tea.

She was surprised that she handed a cup of hot tea to Lin Qianshuang, who was sitting on the ground with her limbs stretched out, and her silver-gray eyelashes drooped slightly and said, "The lord of the city heard from Koike, you seem to be interested in what kind of people the lord likes. Everyone knows that I, Mu Weiyin, cultivated the ruthless Dao. I don’t like others to get close. You are the only person besides Lanle who can follow this city lord. You should understand what I mean."

The tea in Lin Qianshuang's mouth could not be held out and sprayed on Mu Weiyin's delicate cuffs. When she frowned, she laughed a few times, "Sanlord, your subordinates don't understand what you mean."

Mu Weiyin glanced at Lin Qianshuang, holding the treasure-like chilly piano tightly, and said: "You once asked the city lord how to cultivate his soul, and he was talking about the Demon King's piano with the broken soul film hidden in it. You. Do everything possible to bring together the city lord and Lanle, in order to get the city to take the initiative. It was Tianshu Jing's idea. Am I right?"

Lin Qianshuang was seen through his mind by Mu Weiyin, and retorted: "Then you, are you not thinking of playing Buddha's colored glaze, Sister Xiao has long been seen through by you."

What she thought about was suddenly confused by Mu Weiyin's sudden intimacy.

The slender fingertips were lightly placed in the magic mark hidden between her forehead, and Mu Weiyin's eyes, which seemed to be fascinated and covered in thin layers, were very close, and her entire face was printed in them.

"This city lord has indeed used you, and wants to take out the Buddha's glaze with the help of Xiao Lanle's friendship for you,"

Mu Weiyin supported Lin Qianshuang with his arms on the wall against which Lin Qianshuang was leaning against her. The heavy yarns were overlapping and pouring down and fluttering to the ground. A faint cold fragrance was faintly scented. Mou said coldly: "If you want the Tianshu Mirror, you might as well get it yourself. We cooperate with each other and make equal profits. This is a good deal."

Lin Qianshuang's eyes froze, and the bottom of his eyes calmly said: "I won't do this deal. It's shameless to deal with relationships."

"is it?"

Mu Weiyin's arrogant and indifferent face had a slight crack. The hand holding her upper arm ring used a little force, and a very shallow brilliance passed through his eyes, and he whispered: "You are still like that. Don’t leave behind, if you touch the bottom line when you say something, it’s like a cat stepping on its tail, not to be outdone."

Lin Qianshuang raised his eyebrows, feeling that Mu Weiyin's words were inexplicable, but they seemed to be talking to himself.