The Harem Rescue Project

Mu Weiyin took the sword in Lin Qianshuang's arm and flexibly repelled the demon cultivator who was in front of them, and threw the spirit sword up and down to deform under their feet, and carried them into the air.

Lin Qianshuang looked back at the woman in black clothes who was still in the temple with a little worry. Mu Weiyin looked back anxiously when she saw her. He should still be thinking about the demon cultivator who abducted her. He didn't know why there was a trace in his heart. Unhappy.

The spirit sword shuttled between the clouds, and the cold current ran between the two.

A faint of cold wind penetrated into the skirt torn by the sharp claws, causing Lin Qianshuang to sneez. Suddenly, she felt a warm breath approaching behind her. She turned her head, and Mu Weiyin untied her robe and took her away. Wrapped, he was wearing a thin Tianshulou disciple's suit and sat on the side to meditate.

"It's a bit cold here, you don't have to give me the robe, keep it for yourself."

Lin Qianshuang wanted to take off his robe, but Mu Weiyin grabbed his wrist and pressed it back firmly to sit down.

"It's cold and dew in the middle of the night. I have the true spirit of protection, but your devilish energy has long been consumed and there is not much left. You should keep it yourself."

Mu Weiyin glanced at Lin Qianshuang's body for a few times, moved away a little unnaturally, and said in a speechless voice: "The scratches and hickeys on your body are very obvious. If they were seen by other people in Tianshu Tower , The two of us went back together, it would be bad if we were criticized."

Lin Qianshuang's face became a little embarrassed, she coughed, she almost forgot, her clothes had long been ripped apart, and the terrible foreplay marks that happened to her could not be covered.

Mu Weiyin concluded that Lin Qianshuang was obviously forced, and in the Qingshan Temple, the group of demonic cultivators called her a tribute, and they looked at her with unkind eyes.

At first she thought that Lin Qianshuang and the man in black had a very close relationship, but seeing the traces on her body, all those conjectures were overturned.

It is estimated that Mu Qianyu is dealing with them, wanting to take the opportunity to have a chance to escape. Such patience and humiliation requires extraordinary courage and psychological quality.

If it were her, she would have been desperately fighting the man in black.

Seeing Lin Qianshuang’s expression stiff, Mu Weiyin thought she was thinking about being slapped, and quickly waved his hand and said, “I didn’t mean to despise you. If it weren’t for I hadn’t found that you were caught while restraining the man in white. If someone takes it away forcibly, maybe this kind of thing won't happen to you, it's my responsibility."

"..." Lin Qianshuang had difficulty explaining what had happened to her, in fact she had just digested her original body identity.

Seeing Lin Qianshuang's silence, Mu Weiyin thought she was immersed in the pain and couldn't help but cared: "You...you are really fine, or I will help you look at the injury."

Lin Qianshuang stared wide and watched Mu Weiyin picking her clothes, his face flushed, and said in a panic, "Farewell, there are no wounds."

The girl opened her black eyes wide, and she seemed to be aggrieved, her face was shy, embarrassed, and flustered.

Mu Weiyin's heart softened, but his conscience was a little uneasy. It was Mu Qianyu who saved her life in the sea at the beginning, but she did not take care of her companion who had saved her life this time, and it hurt her. Suffer such humiliation and persecution.

It was Mu Qianyu who had constrained the white-clothed man, and the Jiuzhu Flame Cauldron was retrieved. It was also in the chaos they created that she had the opportunity to kill Ye Beilan.

Sacrificing the tasks completed by his companions made Mu Weiyin extremely uncomfortable.

Although Lin Qianshuang pretended to be okay afterwards and still joked with her disguised as a black sheep demon, this was obviously a fact that she was avoiding being violated.

"Sorry, I don't know you...were...were...sorry."

Mu Weiyin hugged Lin Qianshuang forcefully, and said with guilt in his voice: "I don't know that this kind of thing will happen if you leave you behind.

Lin Qianshuang felt that her old face couldn't hold her back, and said, "I'm really fine, just treat it as a dog, and I won't suffer anyway."

"Who do you say is a dog?"

Lin Qianshuang felt her shoulder sink, and a paw clasped her shoulder.

Xuan Luoqing stood darkly behind her and Mu Weiyin, and also sat on the flying sword, staring at the two girls who were embracing each other with cold eyes, and looking at Lin Qianshuang questioningly, "Ye Linglong, This is the reason for refusing to do double cultivation with this seat? What does the kiss when you leave mean?"

Her inky eyes looked at the face of the purple-clothed girl in front of her, and said, "She looks pretty good, and will risk mixing into the Qingshan Temple to save you, Ye Linglong, is she the one who hides in your heart?"

Mu Weiyin guarded Lin Qianshuang vigilantly, stood up and pinched his hands, and said: "Sister Qianyu, you go first, I will deal with this old monster."

Lin Qianshuang was very pleased with this Qianyu sister, but at the moment she worried that Xuan Luoqing would be disadvantageous to Mu Weiyin, and instead pulled Mu Weiyin behind her.

She couldn't care about Shu Xuan Luoqing's favor, especially Mu Weiyin behind her saw a lot of inside information, inevitably she would be killed by the Demon Sovereign.

"I have nothing to do with her, don't get me wrong."

Xuan Luo tilted her eyes slightly down, and the two of them hugged and hugged her in an intimate manner. Is she really blind?

She looked at the purple girl's thin body and the beautiful face that had not yet grown, and she felt a little frustrated for some reason.

With this kind of figure and face, which one compares to her, this is not even qualified to be her stand-in.

Xuanluo raised her hair in an amorous manner, and sneered: "I thought it was the color of the country, just this kind of appearance has also taken your soul away. This kind of low-level two-legged sheep, the human world You can really disappoint me with a lot of it."

The blood moon between the clouds has gradually faded, and Xuan Luoqing's demon power gradually recovered two levels. She had a foreboding that the dangerous demon aura disappeared in the direction of Lin Qianshuang, and then specifically caught up with people, but now it seems, why should she bother? Care about this little tribute, even if you die, it has nothing to do with her.

Mu Weiyin’s first glance at Xuan Luoqing was that the charming and affectionate woman in front of him was not pleasing to his eyes. She pulled off Lin Qianshuang’s sleeve and said vigilantly: “Sister Qianyu, this one smells like a fox. The nine-tailed fox looks unkind to you, don’t be fooled by the gorgeous skin of this old monster, your cultivation is too shallow, you can’t see that this fox’s age can be our grandmother’s. Grandma's grandma. In the future, you must cut off contact with this monster. This type of monster's cultivation to this point will definitely have an impact on your Qi luck. Long-term contact will have an impact on your cultivation Taoism. "

Xuan Luoqing’s pointed ears moved, and her slender figure stood gracefully on the stone slab cast by the moonlight. Her ink-colored clothes swayed like waves on her ankles, and the plain white umbrella was swirling beside her, with a ribbon. With the flying of the demon power, it is like a laminar cloud.

The tip of her nose snorted, and the ribbon that was gently rolled around her arms turned into a layer of light, and Mu Weiyin was rolled up and tied in the air. She dare to say that she is old and she has body odor. I didn't know that she was a cultivator who had entered the stage of transforming gods, this kind of mundane filth had already disappeared cleanly through practice.

Xuan Luoqing was about to teach the young man who didn't know the height of the sky, and suddenly a red fox's fluffy red tail rolled up Lin Qianshuang's waist and lifted her from her sight.

The crystal snow flakes on the whirling edge of Su Umbrella shattered and fell into a silver barrier, blocking Lin Qianshuang within the barrier, cutting off her flying path towards the sky.

Above the sky, a dark red figure appeared, and four foxtails floated behind the man. The demon claws swirled in the air to form a whirlpool and sucked the floating dust into it.

If it hadn't been for Xuan Luoqing to release the barrier, she would have been sucked into it by this vortex.

Lin Qianshuang turned his head and looked at Xuan Luoqing, whose demon power was still recovering. She stared at her closely, her pointed ears stood up tensely, six foxtails swayed, and her aura was extremely unstable.

The man who came is bound to be extremely dangerous and not a friendly person.

Xuan Luoqing was too late to untie the forging belt tied to Mu Weiyin, the plain umbrella in his hand barely swirled to block the vortex that sucked people, and came to Lin Qianshuang's side abruptly against the wind, and forced her arm to hug her. In his arms.

"Who is that man? I have no grievances or grudges against him? Where did the four-tailed fox come from?"

Lin Qianshuang stared at the murderous four-tailed fox, but saw a few more monsters surrounding them, but this race made her difficult to distinguish, all of which were gray and black without eyes, but with sharp teeth.

"Do you still remember that I met you once in Yuhai? The rebellion occurred in the South China Sea. It was this impure four-tailed fox who made a fool of himself. He wanted to get the shark pearls, and get the information about the Daze monster market in the shark pearls The clue to him. His target is now you, and you are already the chosen tribute of this seat. Once you are caught, the curse of this seat cannot be lifted. You can take the opportunity to get rid of this seat."

Xuan Luoqing turned into a snow-white nine-tailed spirit fox and rolled up Lin Qianshuang, carrying her down towards the clouds, and a ribbon tied to one of her tails, Mu Weiyin was still Tied on it, it undulates in the cold air as the ribbon floats.

Lin Qianshuang quickly bent down and grabbed the foxtail and untied the ribbon. Mu Weiyin broke free from the rope. The spirit sword in her hand was thrown out, and the spirit sword was carried by the wind when it fell. After her, Yu Jian was beside the nine-tailed spirit fox.

The moment she let go of the foxtail, Xuan Luoqing's huge furry beast body trembled for a moment, she turned her face, and the fox eyes glowing red like ink said in shame:

"Didn't this seat warn you not to pull the tail of this seat?"

Lin Qianshuang retracted his hand and smiled embarrassedly on his face: "Sorry, I didn't think so much. My friend is still tied there. I can't die."

Xuan Luo's sharp ears trembled, turning his head and muttering, "There is no next time, otherwise this seat will take it seriously. Your impoliteness, this seat will not be merciless."

The four-tailed red fox saw Xuan Luoqing taking her tribute into its original body and fleeing, so he wanted to catch up. The plain umbrella that blocked the power of chaos in his hand turned into a few piano wires and flicked quietly in the air. The sound attack blocked his advancement.

A colorful bird called and waved its wings to disperse the sound waves, and the piano wire was broken into several pieces and disappeared into the air.

"Second Highness, the subordinate is late to come down."

Master Feng Yu held the three-headed spirit bird with a tether in his hand and stayed in front of the four-tailed red fox. He finally asked for the entanglement of the cheeky monsters in Heiyang Mountain, sweating profusely.

The four-tailed red fox showed a face that was three-point similar to Xuan Luoqing, and said gloomily: "Why are you late? You have never done anything that I have ordered you to do."