Yan Ji is like this, how can a woman who has read countless men be so shy, just to arouse men's interest in her.

Beilin looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

Rat Gui frowned, and couldn't help but say to Shen Beilin: "Shenjun, although this woman is beautiful, but her heart is like a snake and scorpion, before, relying on the three-faced demon king, she was in the narrow city, as a prestige, and she played every day, the trick of "pure yang", and countless men who were killed by her. ”

"Pure Yang?" I don't know what that means.

"Madame Hades, this pure yang is to find a man with extremely masculine energy, take him to Narrow City, be happy with her, and absorb the yang energy of the other party, so that she can increase her demonic power and cultivate evil arts, and she will get twice the result with half the effort, you see, she is less than five hundred years old, but she has nearly a thousand years of Taoism! If it weren't for the Divine Monarch pressing her, I am afraid, she would be able to wash our Lin Mansion with blood at this moment, what else would she pretend to be delicate? Rat Gui stared at Yan Ji, as if he had seen her through.

The corners of Yan Ji's mouth were cold, but she was not annoyed and angry because of the revelation of the rat expensive, but pretended to be even more pitiful.

I saw her staggering and trying to get up, but her body leaned forward "weakly" and lay on Ming Beilin's lap.

"My lord, the slave family has no strength." As she spoke, she raised her head slightly, staring at the North Moon.

At this moment, those eyes are extremely charming.

Beilin stared at her, reached out and grabbed Yan Ji's jaw.

The smile on the corner of Yan Ji's mouth became thicker and thicker, and she didn't seem to notice the coldness hidden under Beilin's eyes.

"Shenjun, this?" Rat Gui still wanted to speak, so I gently pulled Rat Gui's sleeve.

Rat Gui glanced at me and saw that I had no "opinion", so he had to keep his mouth shut.

"Live piles." Beilin looked at her, and there was no trace of wave in his eyes.

"What did you say, sir?" Yan Ji's eyes became dazed.

"Ben Shenjun, I want you to be a living pile!" Beilin looked at Yan Ji and said in a deep voice.

When Yan Ji heard this, the corners of her mouth immediately twitched.

"Big, big, sir, you, you, don't make fun of the slaves." A wry smile appeared on Yan Ji's face.

"Rat Gui, bring the box prepared by this god monarch and bring it over." Beilin commanded.

Rat Gui nodded immediately, and dragged out a black wooden box from behind the shelf in the study.

This wooden box is carved with intricate totems.

On the box, without a lock, the rat gui will open the box.

This box is just enough for one person to curl up in it.

"Go in by yourself, or will this god "please" you in? Beilin looked at Yan Ji and asked.

Yan Ji shook her head again and again: "My lord, if you want to live the stake, I know a lot of demons, Bai Ge Dye, Bai Ge Ran is a demon!" And, more? ”

Before she could finish speaking, Ming Beilin let go of the hand that was holding her jaw, and then clapped his hands with a little disgust.

"Float, bundle." Shen Beilin said to the float who brought the red line.

Floating is also a demon, this red line, he is wrapped in a cloth, and he doesn't dare to touch it at all.

I stepped forward, took the red thread, and then asked the floater and the rat to press Yan Ji well.

Yan Ji stared at me: "What do you want to do?" ”

This is the "Black Wooden Box", and you need to voluntarily enter the box, and, lock it inside, the black lock. As soon as I said this, I took a closer look at the box, and really, the peculiarity of this box was that the lock was actually in the box?

In this way, it is indeed curled up in the box to lock the wooden box.

When Yan Ji heard this, her originally panicked face suddenly calmed down. 88

Those charming eyes were rolling slightly, as if they were thinking about something in their hearts.

Presumably, there was something in mind.

"My lord, the slave family is just a weak woman, Lord Kunshen, don't treat the slave family like this, right?" She looked at the underworld: "If you need a live pile, the slave family can find it for you." ”

"The anger on your body is extremely heavy, and it couldn't be more suitable." Beilin replied lightly.

When Yan Ji heard this, she pursed her red lips.

"My lord, the slave family knows that there is a centipede essence in Xilong, and she is extremely angry, so she is the most suitable to be a living pile." Yan Ji began to "recommend" other monsters.

"Oh?" Beilin listened and bowed slightly.

"Your Excellency can take her to the house immediately." Yan Ji saw Ming Beilin nodding, and a smile bloomed on her face.

"Get in!" Shen Beilin next, but pointed towards the black wooden box, signaling Yan Ji to enter.

"Your Excellency!" Yan Ji frowned.

She also thought that since Ming Beilin had already nodded, she must have to let her go, but she didn't expect that Ming Beilin still wanted to let her into the box.

She stared at the North Lin, and there was an indescribable fierceness in those charming eyes.

One moment ago, she was extremely delicate and helpless, but the next moment, she suddenly laughed coldly.

"Hehehe!"

She chuckled at first, then laughed out loud, and finally began to laugh "hehehe", laughing unbridledly.

This laughter makes people feel inexplicably crazy.

"What are you laughing at?" Rat Gui stared at Yan Ji and asked with some displeasure.

"Here, when will it be your turn to speak, you wild demons?" Yan Ji glanced at Rat Gui.

"You're no better yourself, aren't you just a chicken demon? Still relying on the yang energy of living people to cultivate? Shame on the demons! As soon as Rat Gui's words were finished, Yan Ji, who was originally sitting weakly and paralyzed on the ground, suddenly rose up and suddenly stretched out her hand towards Rat Gui, ready to attack Rat Gui.

Rat Gui had already seen her moves, but unfortunately, Yan Ji's speed was too fast, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.

Ming Beilin directly threw the cup in his hand towards Yan Ji's wrist, only to hear a "click" sound, and the wrist bone, as if broken, made a crisp sound.

"Huh?" Yan Ji immediately withdrew her hand.

Ming Beilin looked at Yan Ji and said, "When you are a living pile, you can't die!" ”

"Don't think! If you have the ability, you will kill me! Yan Ji looked sideways at Beilin, and the gaze in her eyes became resentful.

"Are you going to toast or not, drink penalty wine?" Stygian Beilin stared at Yan Ji.

Yan Ji raised her red lips and smiled coquettishly at Beilin: "Lord Kunshen, the slave family originally wanted to serve you wholeheartedly, but unfortunately, you refused to give the slave family this opportunity. ”

"From now on, every time you flick your fingers, this god will cut off one of your fingers!" Beilin said in a calm tone.

When Yan Ji heard this, she turned around and was about to run.

"Bang!" With a bang, the door and window of the study were instantly closed.

"Childe, these fingers are all counted, what if the fingers are all refrigerated?" Floating deliberately, asked.

"What about the poop?" Beilin stretched out his voice: "You rely on this skin to charm men, and this god will peel off your skin, rest assured that this god king has always been extremely ruthless, and it will definitely make you worse than dead!" ”

"No!" Yan Ji swallowed her saliva, and a look of horror gradually appeared in her eyes.