The more the fairy suffers, the greater my cultivation will be

After doing all this, Qin Shou looked around. The entire palace was destroyed, and the empress was also put into his ring. The whole country was leaderless. He had no interest in this mess. He flashed away from the palace and came to an inn in the city and opened a room. He entered the room and went directly into the Xuantian Treasure Ring. On the table in the room, there was only a small ring left, safely placed on it. In the far west, there was a magic palace standing on the top of a mountain. This palace is eerie and mysterious, surrounded by clouds and mist, and sometimes there is a strange sound of wind whistling past, as if hiding endless darkness.

In the palace master's room, a charming woman in gauze lay lazily on the bed.

The bed was covered with gorgeous and dark silk, exuding a trace of evil spirit.

The four corners of the room were burning with faint blue candles, swaying unsteadily, reflecting the shadows of the surrounding walls.

In the center of the room in front of her, a strange light curtain suddenly lit up, and a scene was clearly shown on it, in which there were two people, one big and one small, Qin Shou and Yu Yingying.

The woman's eyes were as charming as silk, her red lips opened slightly, and she said in a delicate voice: "Little brother, you are so direct, I like you so much! Unfortunately, my name can't be said casually!" After speaking, she laughed and twisted her body, like a poppy blooming in the dark night.

Then, she raised her jade-like slender hand and waved it gently. A dark magic power surged out, controlling the hideous black centipede and attacking Qin Shou and Yu Yingying swiftly.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden and urgent knock on her door. The knock was particularly abrupt in the quiet atmosphere and interrupted her control.

"Palace Master Lu, Chen Changsheng has been found!"

The woman called Palace Master Lu was not someone else, but Lu Qiluo, the Palace Master of Hehuan Palace, and the jewel in the palm of the Demon Lord's hand. She was the demon witch in the mouth of the righteous sect.

When Lu Qiluo heard the three words "Chen Changsheng", a touch of joy flashed across her delicate face. She waved her hand lightly, and the light curtain disappeared like smoke. She said softly: "Come in!"

With a "creak", the door slowly opened, and a woman in purple clothes and a face scarf appeared outside the door.

The purple-clothed woman moved quickly and closed the door immediately after entering the room. The blushing sound just disappeared.

She looked up at Lu Qiluo who had already stood up and sat on the bed. She saw that she was wearing a light gauze, and there was nothing inside.

The big parts were plump and full; the small parts were slender and graceful.

Such a graceful and explosive figure, even though she was also a woman, she almost bleeds from the nose.

She was stunned for a moment, perhaps she noticed Lu Qiluo's scrutinizing eyes, and hurriedly lowered her head, crawling on the ground, not daring to look again.

"Palace Master, Chen Changsheng is now near Xianyun Sect, please give me instructions."

"What!" Lu Qiluo was furious when she heard this, and the demonic energy around her body surged and shook like a stormy sea.

"This damn Chen Changsheng, he married me, but he still thinks about that bitch Song Zhixue!" Her voice was like thunder, shaking the objects in the room.

The purple-clothed woman was terrified and buried her head lower and lower, as if she wanted to embed herself into the ground.

This anger only lasted for a moment, and Lu Qiluo forcibly retracted her momentum, regained some calmness, and said coldly: "I remember that there are disciples of our demon sect planted in Xianyun Sect. Send them to find out the specific location of Chen Changsheng. At that time, send the hall masters to bring Chen Changsheng back to me!"

The purple-clothed woman hurriedly replied after hearing this, but she stammered: "Palace Master Lu, the disciples planted in Xianyun Sect, their soul lamps are extinguished, they are...already dead..."

After saying this, she felt her heartbeat so fast that it seemed to jump out of her chest, as if a disaster would befall her in the next moment.

Lu Qiluo narrowed her eyes after hearing this, and there was no expression on her face, making it difficult to guess whether she was angry at the moment, or she was already too angry.

She just waved her hand and said: "Go down!"

"Yes, Palace Master Lu!" The purple-clothed woman was as if she had been pardoned, and she was extremely grateful. She quickly got up and left in a hurry.

After the door was closed, Lu Qiluo sighed quietly and looked down. The magnificent sight almost covered her lower body. "Chen Changsheng, how can I be worse than Song Zhixue?

Why do you always think about her! You even don't want to practice with me for her..."

After sighing, Lu Qiluo lay back on the bed, supporting her head with one hand, her thoughts began to fly, imagining the beautiful scene of Chen Changsheng and her bridal chamber.

As she thought about it, Chen Changsheng's face suddenly changed to another man.

This man was none other than Qin Shou, the man who had just ruined her plan.

"By the way, I almost forgot about him!"

Lu Qiluo waved her hand quickly and tried to reopen the light curtain, but the light curtain was empty, and there was no picture!

"Has he dealt with it? What a pity, this little brother is quite handsome, and seems to be more delicious than Chen Changsheng..."

Lu Qiluo felt a pity, and her thoughts began to involuntarily imagine the fragrant scene of Qin Shou and her bridal chamber. Her body was hot and even more sensitive than when she imagined Chen Changsheng before.