XP: 2600/3000

Exchange points: 26000/1000000000

Looking at the large string of zeros on the exchange point, Su Kui sighed leisurely, quickly rearranged his mood, and asked the system for information about the next world.

The last world was completed very easily, and there was no need to fight wits with the heroine. Yes, she doesn't need to sort out her emotions.

After a brief two-day break, she threw herself into the next world.

In the countdown of the system machinery, Su Kui carried out space-time teleportation, and after a twist of his soul, the next moment, Su Kui was dressed in red and appeared on the top of the solemn and cold hall. She sat condescendingly on the throne, and at her feet were a group of beautiful men who looked like trouble.

"Sect Master, please let the slaves serve you!" A beautiful man dressed in white tulle said.

The next moment, another man interjected: "Master, let's come on, the slave has recently learned a new dance, how about letting the slave dance for you?" ”

"Heh, your dancing posture, in exchange for it, it's not all like that, the sect leader must be tired of seeing it, right?"

"Exactly, sect master, why don't you let the slave sleep for the sect master?"

Su Kui had just arrived in this world, and before he could speak, he saw four or five men around, and you said it word by word. On the surface, it looks like a smile, but in fact, the atmosphere in the air has long been tense.

And everything they do is to win the favor of Inmanshu.

Now, that is, Su Kui.

She was so noisy that she had a headache, and with a flick of her wide sleeves, a cold wind swept several people out, she rubbed the corners of her forehead, a cold smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and her red lips slowly spit out a word, "Get out-"

"Ah...... The leader spares his life, and the leader is angry! ”

"Yes, the sect master is angry, get out of here!"

When several people saw Su Kui angry, their faces turned pale with fright in an instant, their legs were weak, and they seemed to have to crawl out of the hall to escape.

Su Kui slowly set his eyes on the only man who didn't move, his hands and feet were bound by chains made of dark iron, so that he could not move freely. The man was dressed in a green shirt, he was extremely good-looking, but he was not at all demonic. His fair skin and light eyebrows made him look cold, and his eyes were clear as if they were empty.

As if sensing that Su Kui was looking at him, he slowly lifted his lead-gray eyelashes, his cold black eyes, and looked over heavily. Just for a second, he looked away in disgust.

The woman on the throne sneered at this, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely delicate, her ankle-length black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she was dressed in red to wrap her graceful figure, and her collar was loose, revealing a round snow-white fragrant shoulder. She was barefoot, stepping on a thick, woolly carpet, as light and graceful as a cat. The two bells on the feet make a crisp sound as they move.

The eyebrows and eyes flowed, and the beautiful and graceful posture spread out in an instant.

"Tsk, Yue Fusang, you have been sent to me by your father, you have to remember that this is my Yin Luo Sect, no longer your Changqing Palace, and you are no longer the young palace master of Changqing Palace who is like an immortal and is not stained with mortal dust, you are now-"

She leaned down leisurely, her slender white fingertips, slowly picked up his chin, and her red lips opened lightly, revealing her snow-white teeth, "You are just my prisoner of Manshu now!" ”

Snort –

She smiled and withdrew her hand and slowly returned to her seat.

"Yue Fusang, you can't blame me, if you want to blame, you can only blame your hypocritical father!"

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