Chapter 132 The Fatality of Powder 'Lips'

Coming out of the rockery again, the sky has already appeared fish belly white. At this time, although the climate is not cold, there is still a hint of chill in the morning.

Mo Zhanpeng's brown 'color' eyes were filled with a decisive 'color'. The phantom 'medicine' and the sealing pill made by the Sword Monarch in his arms lay well in his arms. This is his only hole card against Shangguan Youyun, and he must be cautious when using it.

Last night's intelligence made him even more worried, and he had seen Shangguan Youyun's methods again, no, it should be said that the entire Shangguan family. They actually invited a warlock who could do it out of nowhere, and in the process of assassinating hostile forces countless times, and even in the life and death that the Shangguan family had experienced, there was a warlock.

'Sex' is unknown, but the mana is extremely powerful, and it doesn't seem to belong to this world. Ordinary people can't resist, even he himself is almost on the way. Come to think of it, that time in Yingxue Villa, forcibly cast a spell on him, and even could change the appearance of Xue'er, it was the warlock with mana.

According to intelligence, this warlock spent most of his time with the Shangguan family. And more likely, this warlock who doesn't know what kind of ability he has is following Shangguan Youyun's side.

After all, although this Shangguan Youyun is a 'female', she has the wisdom and courage that is not inferior to that of a man. She is also the 'daughter' of the Shangguan family, the only heir, and her safety is extremely important. Usually, Mo Zhanpeng found that there were no particularly strong 'guards' guarding around Shangguan Youyun.

If things are abnormal, they will be demons.

Mo Zhanpeng was even more sure of his judgment. The brows couldn't help but lock, Shangguan Youyun could deal with it with some 'spending' thoughts. But such a warlock with gratuitous mana...... No matter what, he must go to this Shangguan Youyun's appointment, Xue'er, and he will definitely not live up to it.

The wind blew slowly, and the first rays of sunlight shone on his body through the holes in the rockery, gradually bringing some warmth.

He flexed the folds in his garment and walked towards the side hall.

Just where he left, a red-colored figure stood there. The skin is like fat, like a face made of melon seeds, and the nose is petite and cute, not particularly tall and 'stiff'. The figure is especially 'good', which definitely makes most 'women' feel inferior.

Such a 'girl' was originally extremely likable. However, this 'girl' is unusual, under the red 'color' of the sun, her eyebrows like a crescent moon are twisted together. In the center of the eyebrows, a crimson red dot appeared, as if dripping blood. Under the crescent-like eyebrows, a pair of round eyes are a breathtaking red 'color'.

It's just that in those eyes, looking at the departing Demon Zhanpeng, there was a melancholy look. The hand that had been covering the sleeve slowly stretched out, but with a red 'color' of pointed 'hair'. Although it is not much, it is only a little bit on the back of the hand, but it also shows the identity of the 'girl' in front of him.

She...... It is the Nine Lives Divine Mother of the Shangguan Family. At the same time, he is also the person Mo Zhanpeng is most worried about.

The wind blew, bringing up her clothes, fluttering gently, and there was no surprise that a flaming red tail appeared, fluffy with a bright color. At the top of this fiery red tail, nine small forks are divided, each representing the ability of the nine-tailed fox.

If someone stands here, they can strangely see that the nine small tails on the nine-tailed fox's tail are all lit up with purple light. In the air, there are unusual 'waves'. But this 'wave' movement was extremely weak, so it didn't attract the attention of Mo Zhanpeng.

The nine-tailed fox followed all the way to the side hall. Thinking of it, he went to the side hall, and with a "bang", the nine-tailed fox fell to the ground. The pain on his forehead was even more angry at Shangguan Youyun's bold move.

What was holding her back? The nine-tailed fox looked around, and nothing unusual happened.

Her fiery eyes shot out a flame-like light, and she chanted the most ordinary and magical spell of the demon clan. A fiery red ray of light 'shoots' out, sweeping over any part of the side hall from time to time.

Didn't find it, or didn't find it...... Suddenly, her head turned to the right, and there was a blue 'colored' box with the lid open.

From her point of view, the box contained a charm, the text of which was made of cinnabar with divine blood.

The nine-tailed fox grabbed her hand angrily, if it weren't for her mana, because when she reached the human realm, she had been almost restricted, and there were only a few spells that assisted 'sex'.

"Huh."

A ray of red light shot out of her eyes, right on the box. The box did not move, and the nine-tailed fox was furious. This little spell can't be dealt with by himself.

She lifted twelve points of true qi and dealt with this spell. The claws poked out, and there were sharp red 'hairs' growing inches long, and they appeared strangely there, and the nine tails were like nine thick ropes, binding to the charm that had been standing in the air.

In the luxurious side hall, there is a fine sandalwood burning, a light gauze powder tent, and a white 'jade' table. On the ground, it is paved with fine natural marble, and the natural texture presents a beautiful 'flower' pattern.

Shangguan Youyun sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes with a cold light. She was playing the piano, a song of ambush on all sides. The sound of the piano and drums is bursting, as if there are thousands of troops and horses galloping, and the 'excited' tune is more and more 'intense' in this side hall.

The index finger is slender and dexterous.

The man who had never glanced at him, dressed in black, was sitting at the white 'jade' stone table opposite. He is the sect leader of the Killing Pavilion, the "Bloody Hand Shura" known as the "Bloody Hand Shura" on the rivers and lakes, and the only orthodox prince of the Luoyun Kingdom.

He didn't look at himself, he just sat there. Holding a wine glass, drink one glass after another. It's as if you're using alcohol to kill your sorrows.

Like the hard lines carved out of marble, at this time, it is slightly wrinkled. It seems to be more and more silent and indifferent. Such a performance was expected by her. What kind of person is Mo Zhanpeng, even if he is threatened by himself because of cooperation, I am afraid that he is unwilling.

He is so similar to himself, just as proud, and as proud of his family's mission. His contradictions, his ambitions, she understands.

Mo Zhanpeng couldn't escape from the palm of her hand. All pride, under the interests of perfection, bow their heads. No one can escape, including herself. This is life, and there is nothing to be sad about.

Shangguan Youyun chuckled, and the sound of the piano changed suddenly.

With a very soothing tone, mixed with a hint of lightness. It is like a beautiful young 'girl', holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking in the beautiful peach 'flower' source, waiting for her beloved.

The sound of the piano is like a cloud, with an ethereal taste. A low voice, it seems to be a hollow valley Youlansheng, with a little anger and annoyance.

Mo Zhanpeng didn't know Shangguan Youyun's thoughts. He deliberately made this sad face and used alcohol to dispel his sorrows. A smart 'girl' like Shangguan Youyun, if she acts too actively, she will be suspicious.

A ten-sided ambush, exhausted Shangguan Youyun's means, and she was really confident. Such an interest may work for others. However, for him, although it caused him some embarrassment, it was not enough to make him bow his head.

Sword Monarch's 'medicine', although it is not on silver frost. It's on par with the charm, and in terms of weirdness, it's even better. Mo Zhanpeng suffered a lot back then. He had faith in the Sword Monarch.

The wide window, 'shining' into the bright sunlight, just hit Shangguan Youyun's body, setting off her more and more beautiful.

A casually tied belt, a pleated skirt as pure white as a lotus 'flower', natural skin like fat, no powder, under the willow leaf-like eyebrows, a pair of star-like eyes, looking at him with affection.

Zhu's lips spit lightly, and his pink tongue sprouted: "Lang Jun." "A call, a thousand charming, quite different from the usual feeling.

She stood up, her little face flushed with drunkenness. It seems to have more alcohol than you drink. Delicate and soft arms wrapped around his neck. The orchid-like exhale, blowing on his neck, was a little itchy.

Shangguan Youyun sat cross-legged on the ground just now, and Mo Zhanpeng didn't find anything. Now, Shangguan Youyun was around him, and he finally noticed that there was a strange fragrance on her body, and a strong fat powder smell, which was very different from her usually.

Mo Zhanpeng pushed Shangguan Youyun away, with a slightly hoarse voice: "Miss Shangguan, please respect yourself." "The more he is like this, the more Shangguan Youyun will relax his guard. As long as she takes the initiative, she will not worry about finding the opportunity to use 'medicine'. There is a deeper reason, he wants to 'provoke' Shangguan Youyun and lure out the warlock in the shadows.

Shangguan Youyun didn't have to worry about it, that warlock was what he was really worried about.

"Giggle." A string of laughter rang in my ears.

Shangguan Youyun didn't seem to mind his rudeness, and his whole body was entangled again. The lips are slightly pursed, the eyes are like stars, and the body emits bursts of greasy fragrance.

Although Mo Zhanpeng is also very determined, but such a **, for a bloody man like him, he can't help but make a burst of heat.

But it was not time to use the 'medicine'. He picked up a glass of wine and offered the two halves of his lips to him.

"Miss Shangguan, why don't you have a drink." The indifferent voice did not change in the slightest, and he glanced at her indifferently: "Why do you want to belittle yourself like this." ”

The beauty in front of him, under his indifferent and contemptuous attitude, changed her complexion. Starry eyes, cold in an instant. However, it was back to the same in an instant, but it was not as tender and sweet as just now. Just like in the past, with an indifferent expression and deep eyes, there is no joy or anger.

Mo Zhanpeng drank it to himself, and he didn't even raise his eyes for half a minute.

"Demon Master." Shangguan Youyun turned to Mo Zhanpeng's body and said lightly: "Since you have already made your choice, why bother. Could it be that the Demon Sect Master is such a person who can't let go, and he is not as good as me as a 'girl'? Or ......" Shangguan Youyun's gaze turned cold: "The Demon Sect Master hasn't forgotten that Han Qingxue at all, it's just your pretense that you fell for the evil art?" ”

This...... When Mo Zhanpeng heard that Xue'er was mentioned, his heart jumped, but his face did not change a point.