When Wang Ping woke up, the sun was shining outside the window, and the white-haired Su Qingmian leaned against the window and fell asleep, he just stretched his waist, but he didn't expect her to wake up, "You practiced and fell into the devil, and you almost made a big accident." ”

"Really?"

Wang Ping was in a daze of cultivation in that illusion realm anyway, everything was casual, and he didn't feel much abnormal.

Su Qingmian said: "When I came, your skin was like red-hot steel, covered with blood-colored magic patterns, and the divine power that erupted was enough to destroy the entire Qingyang Academy.

Wang Ping was secretly surprised.

Su Qingmian said: "Let's go, let's go to West Street to have a look, I heard that there is a large amount of pure spiritual liquid there, which can be used to calm the mind and awaken the mind, which should have a great effect on suppressing the heart demons." ”

Wang Ping moved his limbs and said, "You avoid it, I'll change my clothes." ”

Su Qingmian chuckled: "Hey, do I still need to avoid it? You change yours, I change mine." ”

Wang Ping didn't want to argue either.

She was right, the two of them knew every inch of each other's bodies, even moles, birthmarks, scars, and hairs there.

Wang Ping took out a black robe from the storage bag, and when he turned around after changing it, he saw that Su Qingmian was actually wearing a silver suit with great temptation potential, his curvy figure was perfectly displayed, and he had the urge to come out, and he was wearing a transparent gauze of silver silk, which was too eye-catching.

"Ahem, ahem, it's not good for you to be so public, if people find out your identity, we both will be in danger of our lives. ”

He's not stupid and bold.

Su Qingmian took out a silk veil and put it on, saying: "With my IQ, someone will find that this silk veil is a magic weapon, which can not only hide the breath, but also cut off the exploration of divine thoughts." ”

Wang Ping urged his soul power and tested it, and sure enough, as she said, he could only see his looming beautiful face.

Su Qingmian took Wang Ping's hand: "Okay, don't look at it, haven't you seen enough?" she pulled Wang Ping and left.

Wang Ping said: "How can a beautiful woman see enough?"

Su Qingmian smiled and said: "Okay, don't rely on your mouth, let's go to West Street to find you some pure spiritual liquid and exorcise the demonic thoughts in your heart, otherwise if no one is by your side when you enter the demon, it will be bad." ”

Wang Ping hugged her warm and soft willow waist and said, "Isn't it you?" ”

Su Qingmian twisted his waist: "How can I be by your side all the time?"

Wang Ping said: "Do you still want to leave?"

Su Qingmian said: "Everything is fate, not by anyone, if you want to go, how dare people stay?"

Wang Ping pinched her waist: "Don't worry, I won't be in the devil again." ”

Su Qingmian sighed: "How can this be done by people? As the saying goes, it is up to people to make things happen, and when people are poor, I have been cultivating for so many years, and I have long looked down on them. ”

Wang Ping smiled: "You are so beautiful as a flower, you shouldn't have this idea of retreating to the mountains and forests, otherwise it will be a violent thing, don't you say?"

Su Qingmian said coquettishly: "You don't leave your appearance in three words, do you just fancy my face?"

Wang Ping slapped his face: "Hehe, not only the face, but also the buttocks." ”

"Old pervert!"

Su Qingmian pushed him.

Wang Ping firmly hugged her thin waist, did not give her a chance to escape, and took her into his arms, everything was under control, Su Qingmian snorted lightly, well-behaved like a sticky kitten, the two walked through the streets and alleys, attracting many people to watch.

"This girl, her body is too hot, it's just drooling. ”

"It's full of commotion, but it's a pity that the famous flower has a master. ”

"Looking at her walking footwork, it is really graceful, it is simply imaginative. ”

Wang Ping listened to such words, the beauty was in his arms, and the indescribable ambition in his heart was satisfied, like a general who had won a battle.

When the two of them just walked to a restaurant on West Street, a luxurious troika slowly drove by, the carriage was carved and painted, and the brocade decoration revealed a noble atmosphere, and at a glance they knew that it was not an ordinary carriage.

"This is the carriage of Zhao Donglai, the eldest son of the Zhao family, every piece of brocade on it is extremely precious, do you see? Even the carriage is driven by a dragon spirit powerhouse, it is simply too extravagant. ”

"The Zhao family's dogs eat better than the people, do you think it's nonsense?"

"It is worthy of being the biggest chaebol in Qingyang City, it can be said that it is a small overlord, and he is used to calling for wind and rain, and he does not treat the people as people, and eats jujube pills. ”

"This Zhao Donglai's bad habit is difficult to get rid of, he likes to overlord hard bow on weekdays, once the big girl and little daughter-in-law are targeted by him, there is no good. ”

"Be quiet, don't you be afraid of losing your head?

As soon as the man's voice fell, suddenly a ball of blood shot out of the carriage, and the three big men who had just gossiped were torn apart on the spot, and the flesh and blood fell to the ground, and the people around were so frightened that they screamed, and the women with babies who passed by hurriedly covered the child's face with their sleeves, for fear of seeing this bloody and terrifying scene.

Wang Ping was only thirty steps away from the flesh and blood, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene, saying that the Dragon Seal Continent was lawless, but he didn't expect that with a little power and wealth, he could do whatever he wanted, which was simply chilling.

It also taught him a lesson.

In this world, there is no heavenly principle, let alone the law of kings, and the animal world is comparable to the law of the jungle, although it is a little difficult to accept, but he also has to adapt slowly.

"In the future, you must not show mercy to your enemies. ”

Wang Ping had such a simple idea in his heart.

This is actually the traditional concept of the Dragon Seal Continent.

However, he, an outsider, has not changed his concept for the time being because of the inertia of thinking logic.

But he is not a fantasist, he knows the truth of 'killing one person is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand people to be king', and after all, he still sees the cruelty of reality.

A big black bear-like hand opened the sedan curtain and walked out, although this Zhao Donglai is a child of a rich family, but he is not pampered, his skin is as black as charcoal, his hair is messy, he has a pig's mouth and dog eyes, how ugly it is, how ugly it is, his cultivation is a nine-star dragon, but depending on his age, he should be one hundred and eighty years old.

In the Dragon Seal Continent, men usually show their true faces, and they don't practice any rejuvenation techniques, otherwise they will be ridiculed as sissies, because they are respected for their strength here, and no matter how good they are without strength, they are also embroidered pillows - a straw bag!

This Zhao Donglai's cultivation is not high, and his talent is even more mediocre, but in Qingyang City, he relies on the shadow of his family, but he can act recklessly, which is really ironic.

Sometimes, it's not the wise who control the world, it's the clowns.

The people are nothing more than their playthings.

This phenomenon is very obvious in the Dragon Seal Continent.

In fact, even the former God Emperor Feng Qingjun was not a noble person, he had countless maidens, comparable to Ximen's officials, and finally died in the hands of women. He is not a wise man, nor is he a saint, and he has nothing to do with the sages, and it is even more nonsense to say that he is a hero, and he seems to be a little close to the hero.

Wang Ping deduced that he might have been affected by Feng Qingjun's memory, which led to his demonization.

Two completely different concepts collided, and the rest was only primitive wildness, Wang Ping felt that his greed was much more than he imagined, this greed was not only obsessed with women, but the persistence of cultivation, the expectation of status, and the desire for power.

It's his human instinct.

At this moment, in the face of blood, Wang Ping's mood is complicated, his mind is wooden, his mind is stiff, like a puppet frozen for thousands of years, he is shocked at the same time, there is a trace of fear in his heart.

This fear made him yearn for greater power.

I saw Zhao Donglai not far away to seal with one hand, he pinched a and found that a blood-red magic circle appeared under his feet, and the flesh and blood not far away turned into ashes, and the blood and qi crawled like a red thread and flowed to his feet, and then was absorbed by him, his eyes were filled with blood-colored light, and it gradually receded after a few breaths.

Wang Ping was surprised in his heart.

"This kind of evil cultivation technique can be said to be the style of the Demon Dao!"

Wang Ping is very repulsive in his heart, but this world is a society that eats people and does not spit out bones, and sucking blood is not a rare behavior, and it is even sought after by some people, which is the most terrible, and he will do whatever it takes to gain strength.

The fall of a few people is not terrible.

The terrible thing is that the bloodsucked are also depraved and want to suck the blood of their own people, and they are unscrupulous, which is outrageous.

Zhao Donglai let out a long breath of black air, except for Wang Ping and Su Qingmian, there were few people around, he took a fancy to Su Qingmian at a glance, his eyes stared directly at her high-altitude mountains, swallowed his saliva, and glanced at Zhao Si, the entourage next to him. That Zhao Si squeezed his eyes, and a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth, which was indescribably obscene.

Obviously, Zhao Donglai had already taken Su Qingmian as a prey.

Although he is the eldest son of the Zhao family, he often bullies men and women, kills people and fires, but he is not a mentally retarded brain-dead, and he is also under the people, persimmons pick and pinch softly, even if he sees the woman he likes, he will not be like a fool and immediately pounce on it hungrily, but will let his subordinates track down, do a detailed investigation, and understand the other party's background, so as not to bring disaster to the family.

The relationship between Zhao Si and Zhao Donglai is like a dog and a dog's legs, as long as Zhao Donglai lifts his buttocks, he knows whether the other party is a radish fart or a bean fart, Zhao Si's original name is looking for eight catties, and he doesn't even have a surname, it is because he knows how to observe words and looks, and does things under Zhao Donglai, so that the master gave the surname Zhao, as for why it is called Zhao Si, and not Zhao Ba, it is because the old lady of the Zhao family thinks that eight is the number of gossip, too full, and looking for Zhao Ba's words and dialect scars are the same meaning, which does not sound very decent.

To be a subordinate, to be a slave, the most important thing is to be able to wag his tail.

Therefore, this Zhao Si is very good at things.

As long as the owner is served well, the benefits are naturally indispensable, Zhao Si has also followed Zhao Donglai over the years, and has scavenged a lot of people's fat and people's ointment, if Zhao Donglai is a man-eating wolf, then Zhao Si's status is equivalent to a dog that bites people.

Wolves eat people, ruthlessly.

Dog bites, evil.

Without waiting for Zhao Dong to give orders, Zhao Si had already chased after Wang Ping and Su Qingmian......