The words of the chrysanthemum girl were like the most violent love medicine, directly injected into Wu Zihao's blood, making it burn violently.

Glancing at the red-haired woman's plump body, the slender and full long legs under the smooth leather skirt made Wu Zihao have the urge to touch it, just like a knight, the moment he saw the good horse, he had the urge to control it.

Wu Zihao, whose breathing gradually became heavier, did not notice that the pupils of the chrysanthemum girl had changed, and there was a slight resemblance to the nine-tailed demon fox in the faint red light, and there was an imperceptible force that immediately slowly submerged into its body.

Bang!

Wu Zihao's mind was buzzing, and he finally lost his desire at this moment, and he got up unusually boldly and walked to the red-haired woman's side, picked her up by the waist, and let out a low breathing sound like a beast, and his eyes were red.

The red-haired woman was like a lion who had been violated, and immediately writhed wildly, and even forgot to use her strength under the stimulation of alcohol, becoming the most ordinary woman, only knowing that Lu Dao used her body's refusal to resist the imminent aggression.

Holding the fiery body in his hand, Wu Zihao kicked the door open, saw the wide sofa in the lounge, and directly threw the red-haired woman over, tore the clothes on her body, and pounced on her like a beast.

Wu Zihao, who was caught in the ** ocean, had forgotten that the door was not closed, and at this moment he was only bent on conquering this fierce horse and making this woman who disdain him surrender under him.

Recklessly, he tore apart the leather skirt on the red-haired woman's body, revealing the plump and smooth fiery body, like a fuse, and immediately ignited Wu Zihao's explosive barrel, which was already on the verge of explosion, and the latter frantically pinched and whipped desperately, like a knight on the grassland, galloping across the vast grassland.

"You are not so daring, you dare to even calculate your master, and when he comes to his senses, you are not afraid of being punished?"

Gently closing the door of the lounge, the chrysanthemum girl looked at Dak Lusen and smiled faintly, leaned against the wall, and said softly: "As servants, we should consider everything for the master, and some things don't need to be told by the master, so we should take the initiative to do it!"

Darklusen naturally didn't understand these things, and the feeling of listening to what the chrysanthemum girl said made some sense.

Listening to the rhythmic sound of flesh impact in the lounge, there was also a trace of blush on the chrysanthemum's cheeks, although she was still a human race, but because the nine-tailed demon fox had existed in the body for decades, the divine soul between the two had long been inextricably linked, which was also a reason why the nine-tailed demon fox did not directly annihilate her divine soul, and the two affected each other, and she herself was quite unbearable with the means that triggered Wu Zihao's lust just now.

If it weren't for the fact that she hadn't refined the nine-tailed demon fox in her body, she would have gone into battle by herself, so she would definitely be able to please Wu Zihao, even if she was still a slave, but a few people outside the proportion were much better, and she would definitely no longer be a chess piece discarded at will, which was the advantage of the human race.

Closing his eyes, his mind sank into the sea of consciousness, and he came to the sealed nine-tailed demon fox, feeling the flames that almost broke through the void, and said to himself: "Are you still unwilling to surrender to me? If you can take the initiative to choose to merge into my divine soul, you will definitely be able to regain your peak state, why be so persistent, but since you choose to resist, then I can only refine you, even if I can't recover my peak, it is enough to deal with those beasts of the Yanagi family!"

????????? Above the clouds, hundreds of sword lights crossed the sky, appearing extremely bright in the sky that was not yet bright, and the momentum of the long sword in the air was like that of thousands of iron horsemen rushing to kill, and a thick killing intent lingered.

"Uncle Shi, that person should be in this city!"

Xuan Tianlong said with a hideous face, looking at the old man in front of him very respectfully, and a trace of smugness flashed in his eyes from time to time.

The white-bearded old man stroked the long beard on his chest and snorted coldly: "You guys are really waste, you are about to break through to the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, and you have been cleaned up by someone else, if it is rumored that the face of the Sword Sect is still there, wouldn't it become a joke in the cultivation world!"

Xuan Tianlong's face sank, and he hurriedly lowered his head and said respectfully: "The disciple must remember the teachings of his uncle, practice the magic diligently, and work hard for the development of the Sword Sect!"

The white-bearded old man nodded, raised his eyes and swept the continuous cities under him, and said lightly: "When the matter here is over, return to the place of the rift in the Death Realm as soon as possible, this time the senior brother of the Hundred Sects Conference will overwhelm the One Qi Sect and the Flower Sect and become the first in the second-level sect, as long as the next Hundred Sects Conference can continue to maintain this momentum, you will have the opportunity to advance to the first-level sect, you juniors should also work hard, don't lose the face of my Sword Sect!"

"Yes, disciple understood!"

Hundreds of Sword Sect disciples stood with their hands tied, and in the face of this majestic uncle, they had to obediently obey the lesson.

"I want to see, where did the loose cultivation come from, dare to hurt my Sword Sect disciples on the land of my Sword Sect, you must also understand that in the future, when you walk the world, you must unite the senior brothers in the sect, and you must not slander each other and intrigue each other, only by helping each other can people outside dare not bully their fellow disciples at will, and they will not destroy the prestige of my Sword Sect!"

After the white-bearded old man finished speaking, he raised his feet and stepped out towards the city thousands of meters below, his body disappeared out of thin air in a strange fluctuation, and when he reappeared, he had already fallen on the brightly lit street.

Xuan Tianlong showed a smug smile on his face, and finally spent some effort to deceive the heart-cutting uncle who was known as a sword idiot in the sect, he had seen the strength of heart-cutting at the Hundred Sects Conference, and the cultivation in the early stage of the spirit transformation was enough to move mountains and seas, I am afraid that even if he wanted to wipe out the city under him, it was only a matter of time.

Walking on the streets of the world, the white beard slashed his heart with a calm face, their monks pay attention to the life of pure heart and few desires, so that they can concentrate all their spirit on cultivation, if it were not for Xuan Tianlong to say that there is a superb flame sword, he would not pay attention to such a trivial matter.

In the early stage of the transformation of the spirit, this kind of cultivation is already quite amazing, and they will never be unknown in the cultivation world, compared to those monks in the Yuan Infant stage, they are the ones who really cross the threshold of cultivation and enter the palace, even if they are monks in the late Yuan Infant stage or even at the peak.

The heart-slashing divine consciousness was released, and in this worldly realm, in this city, it was almost certain that no one could perceive the probing of his divine sense.

??????????? When he was looking for Wu Zihao's traces, the latter was still pretending to be asleep on the sofa without saying a word, staring at the red-haired woman who was wearing clothes without saying a word in his half-squinted eyes, and he was still a little uneasy in his heart.

Looking at the tall and arrogant woman in front of him, Wu Zihao's heart turned upside down, he never thought that he would do such a beast-like behavior under the stimulation of alcohol, even if he was the owner of the other party, but he was unwilling to use force for such a thing anyway.

Fingertips swept over her body, putting on her leather skirt again, the red-haired woman's ruddy cheeks were gloomy and cold, and her bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Phew!

A wisp of purple thunder flickered and spread, not losing the destructive power of the white thunder at all, and immediately made Wu Zihao, who was pretending to be asleep, jump in shock, he didn't dare to withstand the blow of this purple thunder, if that was the case, his physical body would have to do it again.

The demon king's armament immediately attached to his body, and Wu Zihao said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry for what happened just now, I didn't mean to, you know, we all drank a little wine, so there was a little situation, I promise that there will never be a next time!"

The killing intent in the red-haired woman's eyes became more and more intense, and her indifference to Wu Zihao was not reduced because of the previous pleasure, but she became more hostile, if it weren't for the spirit seal in her body, she would definitely have attacked Wu Zihao a long time ago.

"Shamille, can you put down the thunder in your hand first?"

Wu Zihao stared at the red-haired woman's palm, the purple thunder couldn't stop spreading and exploding, it wasn't that he was afraid of the power of this thunder, after all, with the Demon King's armament and golden wings, he was completely able to remain intact under this attack, but this building was bound to suffer devastating damage.

"How do you know my name?"

The thunder in the red-haired woman's hand surged like flames, and the killing intent that had just cooled down skyrocketed again.

Wu Zihao was a little embarrassed, as for the name of the red-haired woman who knew that Dao, he naturally asked when the two of them were the most forgetful, after all, his spirit was extremely powerful, and the chrysanthemum girl's guidance and hints to him could only be kept for a little time, and he was even more clear about what happened.

"Well, that's what you told me yourself!" Wu Zihao said truthfully.

There was a trace of doubt between Shamille's eyebrows, and she frowned and recalled how much she had told Wu Zihao just now, the remnant soul of Augustus in her divine soul had been extracted, although her strength had not fallen too much, but the strength of her divine soul was at most the level of the Yuan Infant stage, and the physical body showed the weakness of the human race under the paralysis of alcohol.

Wu Zihao saw Charmille's gloomy expression again, and immediately interjected: "If you can't recall it, forget it, you just told me your name, and didn't tell me more things, you can rest assured!"

The residual swelling pain in the soul made Shamille only give up his memories, temporarily listened to Wu Zihao's words, dispersed the thunder in his hand, and said coldly: "I will follow you, and even help you do things, but you better not check my heart, otherwise I would rather choose death, you should know that this is not a threat to you, Augustus's remnant soul has been drained by you, there is no meaning for my existence, death is just a relief for me, but before I find that person, I will not choose to commit suicide!"

Wu Zihao nodded helplessly, and naturally heard the meaning of Charmilles's words, people already have a sweetheart in their hearts, he was just a passer-by who was killed halfway, leaving a little stain on the canvas of Charmilles' life.

Man, the greatest greed, is the unwillingness to give up what he has, let alone a wonderful creature, which is even more unstoppable, just as the superior will not give up his rights.

Although I don't know who he is in Charmille's heart, Wu Zihao still has a sense of jealousy, he has enjoyed the beauty of Charmille, but now he wants him to give up, what a cruel thing, no one will give up easily, but it invisibly aroused Wu Zihao's desire to possess.