Zhang Cheng thought about it, walked over to Xuan Qingzi, looked at him condescendingly, and said seriously: "Old Zamao, why don't you recruit another yin?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Xuan Qingzi almost fainted.

It took ten years of longevity for Lao Tzu to recruit once, but it turned out to help you advance, and you still want to come now? You're a call lady! You and I are the eighth king of ten thousand years!

But now he is seriously injured, and there is not much true qi left, facing Zhang Cheng can be said to have no chance of winning, if he falls into the hands of the other party, he will definitely not be able to escape the end of his soul in the end.

Thinking of this, a trace of fierceness flashed in Xuan Qingzi's eyes, and he pinched out a handprint with both hands, his body trembled violently, and the remaining true qi instantly became violent.

"What? Will you recruit again soon, you don't need to commit suicide, right? ”

Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to stop Xuan Qingzi, he found that countless pale pink mist suddenly poured out of his surroundings, filling the entire cave in the blink of an eye.

"What's that?"

Zhang Cheng relied on the inviolability of all poisons, opened his breath and inhaled a little, and immediately felt inexplicably restless in his heart.

He was shocked, afraid that Ye Xiaoman would be hurt, so he hurriedly rushed to her side, and with a wave of his hand, he put Ye Xiaoman into the pressure money.

The powder mist slowly gathered, but instead of coming towards Zhang Cheng, it wrapped Xuan Qingzi who was sitting on the ground.

The corners of Xuan Qingzi's mouth twitched, his originally sharp eyes suddenly became dazed, and the violent true qi in his body slowly returned to calm.

"Little handsome guy, the slave family saved your life just now, how can you thank me?" A soft and charming female voice sounded from behind him, and Zhang Cheng suddenly felt his scalp tingle and looked back.

I saw that in the cave behind me, a delicate and seductive beauty appeared out of thin air, wearing a pure white fur, the style was a bit like an ancient cloak, and from the front opening, I could vaguely see that there seemed to be nothing wearing inside......

A pair of white and delicate little feet stood barefoot on the ground, from the opening of the cloak all the way up to the bottom of the thighs.

Whether this woman smiles or moves, she is itching and unbearable, and she is simply charming to the bone.

can be so bewitching, who else can there be besides Hu Ling'er's little goblin......

Zhang Cheng's eyes glanced up and down, although he knew that the other party was a vixen, but his Adam's apple couldn't help but stir.

But Hu Ling'er's dress seems to be exposed, but the key parts are not missed at all, and I don't know how to do it, but it is this kind of desire to cover up and be ashamed, which is more seductive than taking off......

Seeing Zhang Cheng's appearance, Hu Ling'er covered her mouth and smiled, gently pulled the tie on the cloak, circled her green fingers a few times, and said with a wave of eyes: "Little handsome guy, do you want to see the body of the slave family?" ”

"Pull it down!" Zhang Cheng slapped the little brother who was probing his brain back, forced himself to turn his gaze to the side, and angrily snorted at Xuan Qingzi, "Isn't it a little unkind for you to run out and pick up the bargain at this time!" ”

"Hehe......" Hu Ling'er let out a burst of laughter like silver bells, twisted his waist and walked over, gently leaned on Zhang Cheng's shoulder, and said with a blow......

"Self-destructing?" Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, his shoulders shrank and he took a few steps back, "What the hell?" Magnetic Storm Infantry Yang Yongxin? Taoist priests still have this skill? ”

Hu Ling'er looked at him sadly, waved his arm, and took up his cloak, revealing a large area of snow white below, and a hazy illusion began to appear in the pink mist.

I saw seven or eight naked beauties appearing in the pink mist, constantly scratching their heads around Xuan Qingzi, and for a while it was really turbulent and hooking.

As the mist came out of Xuan Qingzi's seven orifices, his expression also became ambiguous, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the whole person became crazy, and a little weird bulge appeared in a certain part.

Hu Ling'er smiled skillfully, her slender hands were gentle for a while, and several beauties in the illusion moved more boldly, and their lips and teeth opened lightly, and they let out a moving chant.

"Whew!"

I saw Xuan Qingzi's whole body trembling, and his crotch was wet.

But those beauties still didn't stop, some climbed onto Xuan Qingzi's body, and some knelt in front of him, opening their small mouths with a look of longing.

"Whew! Shout! Shout! Shout! ”

Under Zhang Cheng's horrified gaze, Xuan Qingzi was like he had sheep epilepsy, his whole person was shaking, with a weird smile on his face, and his eyes were rolled up, as if he was in heaven.

Zhang Cheng's kick just now had kicked out all his egg yolks, and Xuan Qingzi had been relying on cultivation to suppress the injury.

But under the current high-intensity and high-frequency shooting, the red blood instantly stained the entire pants red.

A moment later, Xuan Qingzi's throat "Hiccup!" With a look of satisfaction, his head tilted and he lost his breath.

"Lying ...... ......" Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at Hu Ling'er, his face was strange, "This is your method of absorbing essence?" ”

Hu Ling'er made a flying kiss and said charmingly: "The slave family still has many means, as long as you are willing...... The slave family will let you feel a taste of fairyland. ”

"You're welcome...... I'm weak and can't afford to play......," Zhang Cheng hurriedly waved his hand.

What are you kidding, even the real people have been played to death, if I dare to do it, I have to be sucked by this goblin.

Xuan Qingzi is also a mage, and in the end, he ended up with such a death, which is really sad.

But then again, he should be considered to have been cooled to death, right? It's better than being punched to death by yourself, and it's not a loss.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's eyes flickering, Hu Ling'er snorted, twisted his waist and walked towards Xuan Qingzi's body.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly on the other party's head, and pulled out a green qi, which was the soul of Xuan Qingzi, without waiting for the other party to speak, Hu Ling'er pinched it hard, pinching the soul into pieces and dissipating it in the air.

The head of the second generation of disciples of the dignified Sanyuan Temple, a real and high-grade mage, is gone.

Zhang Cheng's lips moved, he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

"What? The little handsome guy has relented? Hu Ling'er looked back at Zhang Cheng and chuckled: "The slave family can't let him go to Yin Si to sue me." ”

Zhang Cheng shook his head, "I'm not soft-hearted, I just have something I want to ask him, forget it, if you're dead, you'll die." ”

At present, the seven second-generation disciples of the Sanyuan Concept are all gone, and this revenge will definitely not be solved, and the Sanyuan Concept also has a master who does not know the depths, once he is out of the customs, he will definitely find himself to take revenge.

However, Zhang Cheng is not afraid, the seven true cultivators were all defeated in his own hands in the end, even if the master of the view is awesome, where can he go.

Although Xuan Qingzi said that the Guan Master had already stepped into the threshold of the Heavenly Master, as long as he was not a Heavenly Master, he had nothing to fear.

(End of chapter)