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Chapter 750
Chapter 750
Yan Hanzhou looked vigilant, but there was a trace of confusion in his heart.
He has been keenly aware of the six senses since he was a child, and his ability to distinguish between good and evil is far superior to ordinary people. What's more, he is still at the late Yuanying stage, and he can feel it without careful inspection. Jun Jiuyou's remnant soul seems to be real. no offence.
As if it was really what the big devil said, he was simply telling himself something.
……
Seeing that Yan Hanzhou was so vigilant, the owner of the hoarse voice thought it was very funny.
"Do you have anything worthy of my lord's covetousness?"
"If I really want to take you away, I'm afraid that as early as you first appeared in the magic palace, when Susu was busy crossing the catastrophe, I would have taken the opportunity to fuse your soul."
"Then why are you?..."
The teenager was confused.
And Jun Jiuyou sighed.
"There is no need to discuss this issue any further. I did all this for Susu. Susu likes you. Maybe she will be more willing to stay in this world if she lives in this world as you."
"..."
"My master's primordial spirit is about to dissipate. Although you are about to inherit my memory, I still want you to see why your master, who clearly pities you, refuses to abandon the secular world." prejudice, with you."
……
Yan Hanzhou's heart trembled, and almost only for a moment, he felt that his limbs and bones seemed to be infused with an inexplicable power.
As for the person who spoke just now, his soul was completely dispersed in his eight meridians, because Yan Hanzhou could no longer feel those weak auras.
At the same time, countless pictures quickly passed by in his eyes.
What stays in his heart is the test of the inner demons of the master during the calamity.
……
Obviously Yan Hanzhou was soaking in the spiritual spring of Su Qinghuan's cave a moment ago, but the next second, he felt that he had come to a magnificent underground palace.
It's just that the beauty here is gorgeous, but it gives people an overly gorgeous atmosphere, which makes people feel inexplicably depressing.
White plush carpets are laid out from the outside of the hall to the inside of the hall, and countless luminous pearls are inlaid on both sides of the underground palace as if without money.
And in this golden and jade-studded underground palace, a golden birdcage with a height of more than a dozen people hangs in the center.
No, not so much a birdcage.
It would be better to say that what is locked inside is not a divine bird or phoenix at all, but a person.
The woman was wearing a plain white Taoist robe, but the belt was missing, and even the clothes at the bottom of the Taoist robe were lifted above her ankles.
A piece of porcelain-white ankle that is more delicate than Xiuyu is exposed.
What shocked the boy even more was that the woman's slender legs and hands were tied with golden chains.
This is not made of pure gold, but is made of the strongest Jiuyou black iron, plus the immortal lock binds the woman's cultivation, even if she is the god of transformation, she can't escape the toughest bondage .
……
Yan Hanzhou's heart tightened.
Even though the woman was still soundly asleep, her fair face was still buried in the fluffy carpet, and her facial features could not be seen clearly, but Yan Hanzhou already understood.
The stunning beauty bound in this golden cage, there will be no one else but her.
……
"Master... Master..."
Yan Hanzhou murmured subconsciously, no man would face such a scene unwaveringly, not to mention that he had admired Su Qinghuan for a long time, but at this moment, the boy subconsciously wanted to untie the woman's chains.
Master... will it hurt?
Even if the black iron is specially made.
But it made Master look weaker and petite.
……
The guilt and evil thoughts in Yan Hanzhou's heart were struggling, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that his figure seemed to be illusory, because even if he walked so close, he couldn't touch Su Qinghuan's face.
And Su Qinghuan couldn't see him either.
At this moment, the gate of the underground palace was suddenly opened, Yan Hanzhou was startled, and turned his head almost subconsciously, and almost at the same time, a hoarse and cold voice suddenly appeared out of thin air.
"Master, are you satisfied with the bedroom my disciple built for you?"
"..."
This... this voice.
Yan Hanzhou's heart skipped a beat, he looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in the underground palace in disbelief.
No, perhaps it is more appropriate to be called a man.
Because, that person has a face that resembles him, why use the word "resemble", because between the eyebrows of the other party, there is a scarlet magic pattern that belongs to the royal family of the demon world in the past.
Even, even on the head, there are two obvious horns.
That kind of temperament is somewhat similar to that of the former Mozun Jun Jiuyou.
……
But Yan Hanzhou was sure that this person was himself, not Jun Jiuyou.
Or more appropriately, more like, a combination of the two of them.
Regardless of what Yan Hanzhou was thinking, the man in the red and black toga with long sleeves suddenly approached.
The woman seemed to be emotionally broken to the extreme, and she didn't want to look at that man at all.
And the other party, just like this, picked up the slender fingers, and lifted the woman's face straight up.
"Master, why, you don't want to see me?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Guess, where is that little thing in Master's heart?"
"When I first found out that Master was approaching me for that strange mission of saving the world, my disciple...was very sad."
The woman in white, who had been lowering her head and unwilling to look at the man, suddenly raised her head in shock.
"What did you do to System 233?"
"You call it a system? What a peculiar name."
The man with the old man with strange magic patterns on his forehead raised his eyebrows. He greedily looked at the woman's plain face, then suddenly lowered his head, and grabbed the woman's crimson lips.
"Master, has anyone ever told you that you look good now?"
"Without that strange system, and without disturbing others, from now on, you will belong to the disciple alone."
"You have been imprisoned in spells, cultivation, and even the monster system has been sealed by the disciple. Master, where else can you go?"
"..."
However, even when the woman was strangled by the Demon Lord and plundered fiercely, she still didn't speak.
"Why, Master, now you don't even have the time to say a word to your disciples?"
"I forgot to tell the master that it's not just the strange system, but the disciples don't mind whatever the master cares about, and they will be wiped out from this world one by one."
"Let the disciples think about it carefully. Where should we start? The master hopes that the disciples will not destroy this world. It is a pity that the more the master is afraid of things, the more the disciples want to destroy them."
……
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Mozun's lips, and he was extremely handsome.
And the woman's white ankles were carefully held in his hands, outlining the outline little by little.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman embracing each other, this should be an extremely warming scene, but because of the cruel words in the man's mouth, Yan Hanzhou, who was in the illusion, widened his eyes in shock.
……
And the scene in the illusion is still going on.
The white-clothed immortal was obviously more unable to accept the man's words than Yan Hanzhou, and her shoulders trembled with resentment and disappointment.
"Yan Hanzhou, you!...What do you want!"
"I don't want to do anything..."
The man smiled slightly, and flicked his fingers upwards, and as expected, he saw an expression of resentment and shame on the woman's white face.
"Master... let's play a game, you care so much about those scum outside, but to disciples, they are just ants."
"Why don't we start with the disciples of Qing Yunzong first, and practice with the senior brother and the second senior sister first, how about?"
(End of this chapter)
Yan Hanzhou looked vigilant, but there was a trace of confusion in his heart.
He has been keenly aware of the six senses since he was a child, and his ability to distinguish between good and evil is far superior to ordinary people. What's more, he is still at the late Yuanying stage, and he can feel it without careful inspection. Jun Jiuyou's remnant soul seems to be real. no offence.
As if it was really what the big devil said, he was simply telling himself something.
……
Seeing that Yan Hanzhou was so vigilant, the owner of the hoarse voice thought it was very funny.
"Do you have anything worthy of my lord's covetousness?"
"If I really want to take you away, I'm afraid that as early as you first appeared in the magic palace, when Susu was busy crossing the catastrophe, I would have taken the opportunity to fuse your soul."
"Then why are you?..."
The teenager was confused.
And Jun Jiuyou sighed.
"There is no need to discuss this issue any further. I did all this for Susu. Susu likes you. Maybe she will be more willing to stay in this world if she lives in this world as you."
"..."
"My master's primordial spirit is about to dissipate. Although you are about to inherit my memory, I still want you to see why your master, who clearly pities you, refuses to abandon the secular world." prejudice, with you."
……
Yan Hanzhou's heart trembled, and almost only for a moment, he felt that his limbs and bones seemed to be infused with an inexplicable power.
As for the person who spoke just now, his soul was completely dispersed in his eight meridians, because Yan Hanzhou could no longer feel those weak auras.
At the same time, countless pictures quickly passed by in his eyes.
What stays in his heart is the test of the inner demons of the master during the calamity.
……
Obviously Yan Hanzhou was soaking in the spiritual spring of Su Qinghuan's cave a moment ago, but the next second, he felt that he had come to a magnificent underground palace.
It's just that the beauty here is gorgeous, but it gives people an overly gorgeous atmosphere, which makes people feel inexplicably depressing.
White plush carpets are laid out from the outside of the hall to the inside of the hall, and countless luminous pearls are inlaid on both sides of the underground palace as if without money.
And in this golden and jade-studded underground palace, a golden birdcage with a height of more than a dozen people hangs in the center.
No, not so much a birdcage.
It would be better to say that what is locked inside is not a divine bird or phoenix at all, but a person.
The woman was wearing a plain white Taoist robe, but the belt was missing, and even the clothes at the bottom of the Taoist robe were lifted above her ankles.
A piece of porcelain-white ankle that is more delicate than Xiuyu is exposed.
What shocked the boy even more was that the woman's slender legs and hands were tied with golden chains.
This is not made of pure gold, but is made of the strongest Jiuyou black iron, plus the immortal lock binds the woman's cultivation, even if she is the god of transformation, she can't escape the toughest bondage .
……
Yan Hanzhou's heart tightened.
Even though the woman was still soundly asleep, her fair face was still buried in the fluffy carpet, and her facial features could not be seen clearly, but Yan Hanzhou already understood.
The stunning beauty bound in this golden cage, there will be no one else but her.
……
"Master... Master..."
Yan Hanzhou murmured subconsciously, no man would face such a scene unwaveringly, not to mention that he had admired Su Qinghuan for a long time, but at this moment, the boy subconsciously wanted to untie the woman's chains.
Master... will it hurt?
Even if the black iron is specially made.
But it made Master look weaker and petite.
……
The guilt and evil thoughts in Yan Hanzhou's heart were struggling, and at this moment, he suddenly realized that his figure seemed to be illusory, because even if he walked so close, he couldn't touch Su Qinghuan's face.
And Su Qinghuan couldn't see him either.
At this moment, the gate of the underground palace was suddenly opened, Yan Hanzhou was startled, and turned his head almost subconsciously, and almost at the same time, a hoarse and cold voice suddenly appeared out of thin air.
"Master, are you satisfied with the bedroom my disciple built for you?"
"..."
This... this voice.
Yan Hanzhou's heart skipped a beat, he looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in the underground palace in disbelief.
No, perhaps it is more appropriate to be called a man.
Because, that person has a face that resembles him, why use the word "resemble", because between the eyebrows of the other party, there is a scarlet magic pattern that belongs to the royal family of the demon world in the past.
Even, even on the head, there are two obvious horns.
That kind of temperament is somewhat similar to that of the former Mozun Jun Jiuyou.
……
But Yan Hanzhou was sure that this person was himself, not Jun Jiuyou.
Or more appropriately, more like, a combination of the two of them.
Regardless of what Yan Hanzhou was thinking, the man in the red and black toga with long sleeves suddenly approached.
The woman seemed to be emotionally broken to the extreme, and she didn't want to look at that man at all.
And the other party, just like this, picked up the slender fingers, and lifted the woman's face straight up.
"Master, why, you don't want to see me?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Guess, where is that little thing in Master's heart?"
"When I first found out that Master was approaching me for that strange mission of saving the world, my disciple...was very sad."
The woman in white, who had been lowering her head and unwilling to look at the man, suddenly raised her head in shock.
"What did you do to System 233?"
"You call it a system? What a peculiar name."
The man with the old man with strange magic patterns on his forehead raised his eyebrows. He greedily looked at the woman's plain face, then suddenly lowered his head, and grabbed the woman's crimson lips.
"Master, has anyone ever told you that you look good now?"
"Without that strange system, and without disturbing others, from now on, you will belong to the disciple alone."
"You have been imprisoned in spells, cultivation, and even the monster system has been sealed by the disciple. Master, where else can you go?"
"..."
However, even when the woman was strangled by the Demon Lord and plundered fiercely, she still didn't speak.
"Why, Master, now you don't even have the time to say a word to your disciples?"
"I forgot to tell the master that it's not just the strange system, but the disciples don't mind whatever the master cares about, and they will be wiped out from this world one by one."
"Let the disciples think about it carefully. Where should we start? The master hopes that the disciples will not destroy this world. It is a pity that the more the master is afraid of things, the more the disciples want to destroy them."
……
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Mozun's lips, and he was extremely handsome.
And the woman's white ankles were carefully held in his hands, outlining the outline little by little.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman embracing each other, this should be an extremely warming scene, but because of the cruel words in the man's mouth, Yan Hanzhou, who was in the illusion, widened his eyes in shock.
……
And the scene in the illusion is still going on.
The white-clothed immortal was obviously more unable to accept the man's words than Yan Hanzhou, and her shoulders trembled with resentment and disappointment.
"Yan Hanzhou, you!...What do you want!"
"I don't want to do anything..."
The man smiled slightly, and flicked his fingers upwards, and as expected, he saw an expression of resentment and shame on the woman's white face.
"Master... let's play a game, you care so much about those scum outside, but to disciples, they are just ants."
"Why don't we start with the disciples of Qing Yunzong first, and practice with the senior brother and the second senior sister first, how about?"
(End of this chapter)
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