The Harem Rescue Project

In Tianshu City, a strand of golden distraction descended from the sky and poured into a certain place in Tianshu Divine Palace.

The high-hanging golden candlelight swayed back and forth, and the astrological chart painted the composition of the floating stars in the sky on the smooth marble ground.

The emerald throne was covered with soft and exquisitely embroidered brocade. A girl in a dark purple dress was sitting on it, with a delicate face like a fairy boy, her eyes closed and one hand leaning on the Ye Mingzhu ornament next to the seat. A dark purple ring on his thumb flashed a circle of spiritual patterns.

Mu Weiyin opened his eyes. A young woman was lying on her knees. Seeing her waking up, she looked at her face with a silly look, tilted her head and bit her fingers, and said, "Sister City Lord, how are you? I'm taller and thinner."

Soft fingers poked her face, and big curious eyes looked at her.

"Koike, don't bite your fingers."

Mu Weiyin’s reproach immediately caused Mu Xiaochi to wince in fear. She fled to the pillar under the steps, poked out her head and secretly looked at the person on the throne, her black eyes were clean and pure, she didn’t know anything, just Instinctively sensed that Mu Weiyin was angry and stayed away.

Mu Xiaochi is her own sister, who was born lacking two souls and souls. The two sisters were abducted and sold to Tianshu City, where they were separated for a long time.

It wasn't until she became the lord of Tianshu City on her own, and after searching for a long time, did she find her again.

Mu Weiyin saw the funny look of Mu Xiaochi hiding behind the pillar and poking his head, and a smile spread across her solemn face. Although her sister is stupid, this stupidity may not be a blessing.

Her figure was faintly reflected on the smooth and flat brick surface, her round and chubby cheeks gradually developed a feminine outline with deep facial features, and the short figure was also raised a lot, just like a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.

Mu Weiyin stroked his face in surprise, a trace of unidentified emotion settled under Qingming's eyes.

This is the first time she has broken through the imprisonment of the ruthless way, and she has grown a few years in age.

She remembered that in the pill furnace, her distraction and the magic repair of the furnace physique had been double repaired, could it be that the double repair made her grow up.

Mu Weiyin has often cultivated medicine people, and he has been searching for a suitable furnace ding for a long time, but he has never found a real antidote that can break through the ruthless way. Could Jieyu be... her medicine?

She suddenly remembered that her distraction and Xiao Lanle's body could be completely fused, and it is rare in the world to have such a high degree of fusion between soul and body. It may also be that she and Lanle have broken through the ruthless way.

The astrological signs on the astrological chart suddenly turned into a cloud of crystal blue, and a phantom rose slowly, and an unparalleled beauty in red appeared in the cloud mirror.

Mu Weiyin walked unhurriedly, welcoming the appearance of the master of the Demon Territory, she walked to the cloud mirror and stood still, and said: "The master of the demon domain suddenly came to look for the master of this city.

Han Shengyao was leaning back on the Demon Throne in a light and silky red gauze dress. Several maids were helping her press her shoulders, knock her legs, and bring tea.

The rim of her eyes was slightly blue, as if she hadn't slept peacefully last night, and her purple eyes looked towards Mu Weiyin secretly, "This seat is in the dark line of your cultivation world, and you have found a trace of the demon emperor's magical instrument, chilling piano. The demon emperor’s retreat in the demon domain may be just a cover, she is very likely to hide in the human cultivation world."

Mu Weiyin's immature face darkened, and said, "Hanchanqin is the demon emperor's natal magic weapon, how can she randomly live in the human cultivation world? What is the purpose of her hiding in the human cultivation world? Just for the monster we built. tower?"

Han Shengyao leisurely shook the wine in the white jade cup, her phoenix eyes glanced at Mu Weiyin obliquely, her red lips pursed indifferently, and she said: "The oracle under the heavenly way, the demon emperor Xuan Luoqing was born. The world will be disrupted, and the six rules will be lost. Although I don't believe that Xuan Luoqing has such a world-shaking ability, recently, Xuan Luoqing's whereabouts have become more and more weird, and this person's cultivation world does not seem to be peaceful."

Mu Weiyin's tender and lovely face was tense, and he said solemnly: "The monsters in the Penglai Immortal Gate that are not tolerable in the four realms have come out. The lord of the city witnessed that the group of evil spirits escaped from the seal, within ten days, the Promise Buddha The inner lock demon tower must be broken. The rampage of demons is a catastrophe in the world."

"You don't need to worry, if something happens to the Tianshu City, I will definitely come to help."

"Oh, yes, apart from telling you about this, I need you to find someone."

Han Shengyao lazily raised her eyebrows at a maid, and the maid hurriedly offered a scroll.

The picture scroll was spread out from Han Shengyao's hands, and a finely painted Danqing color picture appeared in front of Mu Weiyin's eyes.

The painting vividly depicts a slender woman who is sitting on the grass in the bamboo forest, as if she is practicing Qin. Although her face is blurred, her hand gestures are very delicate, and the wrong fingers are still intact. Keeping the wrong actions motionless, the fabric texture of the clothes and the floating light and shadow of the clothes are very detailed. It can be seen that the person depicting this red and blue picture has spent a lot of thought and betting on the characters on the painting. deep.

"I want the city lord to look for the woman in the painting. Everyone in the Demon Realm said that the person in this painting died in the world of human cultivation. If you find her corpse or soul, remember to tell this seat."

The person in the painting does not have a face, the clothes he wears are also the clothes of ordinary magic repairs, and the piano in his hand is an ordinary coke-tailed piano, and there is really no clue to look for.

At a glance, Mu Weiyin concluded that she could not find this person, but still responded, "This city lord will pay attention to it, and the domain lord can rest assured."

Han Shengyao threw the scroll in his hand toward the mirror, and a ray of magic energy overflowed from the cloud mirror and flew into Mu Weiyin's hands, turning into the scroll with a faceless woman.

"Then there will be City Lord Lao, this person is very important to this seat."

As soon as Mu Weiyin scrolled, the cloud mirror turned into a cloud and dissipated on the astrological chart, the crystal blue light floated from the hexagram, and then condensed into the astrological map in the light spots of the stars.

The Lord of the Demon Realm has already left, and this doomed picture scroll has no meaning and value.

Mu Xiaochi hid behind the pillar, saw the strange phenomenon in the cloud mirror disappeared, slipped out from the pillar, walked to Mu Weiyin's side and pulled her sleeves. The woman who was obviously taller than her was half-tall, but she looked naive Stupid, like a five or six-year-old child.

"Koike, do you like this Danqing?"

Mu Weiyin looked at Mu Xiaochi with his eyes fixed on the person in the painting, and casually threw the scroll into her arms, saying: "If you like it, hold it. Anyway, this person doesn't exist."

Mu Xiaochi touched the person in the portrait, looked at it, and suddenly laughed. She treasured the scroll in her arms and leaned on the pillar, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Mu Weiyin walked to the side of Mu Xiaochi and instructed the servant next to him. The servant immediately understood, and swiftly lifted Mu Xiaochi upside down and sent him back to the bedroom.

The ancient clock of Penglai Immortal Gate is still beating continuously, and the dignified rock struck each other, echoing in the entire gorge of the fairy mountain.

Lin Qianshuang stood steadily in the midair of the demon wind with Xiao Lanle on his back, observing the surrounding situation. She was about to return with the sword when suddenly someone called her anxiously from behind.

"Senior Sister Lin, this is where the demons are raging, Junior Sister Xiao is still in a coma, you are too dangerous!"

Chen Shangqing's Yujian flew to Lin Qianshuang's side and said eagerly: "Give Junior Sister Xiao to Chen. It is not convenient for Senior Sister to walk through the wind of the demon with her on your back."