"What? Elder Yong Mi He is also here?"

"Shut up, what is the Supreme Elder? Does she have this qualification? Does she deserve this title? She is a shameless old poisonous woman, and the femme fatale is praising her. ”

"Senior sister is right, she should abolish her cultivation, break her limbs, and lock her up in a pig cage. ”

As Yuan Yao's words came out, the pot exploded directly in the Feihua Palace, and the coquettish voices of countless warblers and warblers came and went, but now there was no silver bell affinity, but it made people's hearts chill.

These voices were not concealed, and they completely spread in the direction of the Nine Peaks Sect, and even those villains who were pitiful and full of greed trembled their bodies and felt a deep chill.

The world says that it is the most poisonous woman's heart, and now it seems that what is said is true, especially when many women get together, this poison may multiply several times.

"Giggle..."

Suddenly, a coquettish chuckle came out.

Just a smile made the heavens and the earth calm down, and there was no longer the slightest sound of discussion.

Almost all of them turned red with the voice, their mouths were panting, and their hearts were even more intensely hot.

The warriors of the Nine Peaks Sect are like this, and the women of the Flying Flower Palace are also ordinary.

The beautiful eyes are blurred, the exhalation is like an orchid, and the blush on the pink cheeks is neither deep nor shallow, such a delicate appearance, like a ripe peach, which makes it more and more attractive.

"Humph!"

At this time, Zhu Mu condensed all over his body, drank lightly in his mouth, and swept the storm with a large piece of ice glass, falling on the bodies of many disciples, waking them up from their embarrassment, provoking them again and again, completely shy, and even a little afraid to raise their heads.

Yuan Yao's body was shrouded in white light, obviously being protected by the Supreme Elder on his side, and he was not embarrassed by Yong Mihe's small methods, but his face was gloomy and almost dripping.

"Yong Mihe, your style of action is as charming as ever. ”

"Giggle..."

It's just that Yong Mihe is not angry or angry, and his words are still delicate, and even a little pitiful, which makes people tremble: "The world is full of lust, it is common for men to have fun, and slaves are just doing it by nature, so why do you say it?"

As he spoke, a graceful figure in the void stepped out slowly, twisting his slender waist, attracting countless eyes, only to see his jade arm wrapped around the snow-white horse, standing in front of everyone.

A pair of long, narrow eyes that hook people's hearts, which seem to have a sense of spring, seductive, and a smile, all with a coquettish charm that makes people's whole body hot and ready to move.

In particular, the bold and exposed snow-white skin stimulated the eyes of the martial artists of the Nine Peaks Sect all the time, making their eyes unblinking, and their mouths were unconsciously swallowing saliva.

Yong Mihe, the former Elder Taishang of the Flying Flower Palace, a powerhouse in the late realm of the Martial Sect.

The world only said that she was an old witch who had lived for a thousand years, but today it was an eye-opener, the tender white jade fat, the skin that can be broken by blowing, where there is a little aging, even more delicate than the ordinary twenty-eight-year-old teenager.

"Yong Mihe, you are so bold, you injured the old palace master, and you dared to come back. ”

In the void, the elder Taishang behind Yuan Yao glared angrily, and the voice in his mouth was angry and old, with bursts of might, and the aura of the middle stage of the martial sect was surging, and the killing intent was getting stronger.

"Why don't you dare? Look at what you mean, can you still stop the slave?"

Yong Mihe stretched his waist and showed his graceful posture to the fullest, causing the sound of breathing below to become heavier, like a cow.

"You..."

The Taishang Elder's face changed slightly, but before she could speak again, she was blocked back by Yong Mihe's mouth: "You are not ashamed to speak in the empty vernacular, but you can interpret it clearly." ”

"Besides that Yan Yibai, is there anyone else in the Flying Flower Palace who can fight with the slave family?"

As he spoke, the white clouds behind Yong Mihe gathered, and he directly condensed a bed out, lying on it lazily, and his jade hand hung lightly on the snow stock, posing in a posture that made his nose bleed.

Supporting the snow neck with one hand, covering the yawning red lips with the other, the words in his mouth were casual: "Wouldn't it be beautiful if you gave up resistance, shook hands with the slave family, and became a family of relatives and harmony again?"

"Why do you have to make such a fuss, do you have to stain the iceberg with blood?"

As soon as the words came out, the martial artists of the Nine Peaks Sect below him turned red, and the light in his eyes was bright, and it completely fell on Yong Mihe's body, and he couldn't stop nodding in agreement, thinking deeply.

"No, no, I can't help it..."

At this time, a warrior with a sturdy body stepped out suddenly, roaring in his mouth, his whole body was red, like a boiled crab, his feet collapsed into the ice and stone ground, and he swooped straight into the sky Yong Mihe.

In the horizontal space, the clothes on his body also began to crumble layer by layer, and before he got close, he was almost stripped naked, which caused the women of the Flying Flower Palace to cry out in shame and anger, and they turned their heads sideways, not daring to look.

But there are also those who are bold, holding on to the shame in their hearts, and look through their fingers.

"Giggle..."

On the bed in the air, Yong Mihe covered his lips and smiled, and the flattery in his mouth was even stronger, but he didn't avoid it at all, and greeted the man, and his jade hand was even more caressing his chest. hacker

"What a sturdy body..."

Yong Mi Heyu's hand stood slightly, and he kept drawing circles on the man's chest, his red lips opened lightly, and he said softly: "Do you like the slave family?"

"Gollum..."

Before the warrior could speak, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded incessantly, and said tremblingly: "Willing, willing, I am willing, don't say that you give everything, that is, take out your heart, there is no other word." ”

Hearing this, the laughter that echoed in the air became more and more cheerful, causing countless martial artists to be ready to move, but Yuan Yao and the others were ugly, and they hated to kill Yong Mihe directly, lest she continue to ruin the reputation of Feihua Palace.

"It's nice to be a good enemy. ”

With the sound of satisfaction, the jade hand standing on the warrior's chest suddenly slammed, and then his fingertips were cold, and he stabbed it fiercely, and with a light grasp, he pinched a blood-colored object that was still beating and gently took it out.

On the constantly beating blood-colored object, the crimson dripped, falling into the air, and there were some blood veins attached, which was the heart of the warrior.

In an instant, the flush on the warrior's face quickly receded, completely replaced by a miserable whiteness, and now his eyes were filled with indescribable fear, and there was no greed at all.

"Hmm..."

The streamer was shining, and Yong Mihe's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he obsessively licked the crimson on his bloody hand, stretched out his small tongue, and rolled up the blood strips, making them all break.

Since then, her gaze has not fallen on the warrior for a moment, and even with a slight increase in her hand, she pushed him off the bed across the clouds, slammed it on the ground, and suddenly a cold blood flower appeared.

For a moment, there was silence here, and no one spoke again, and the fire in the hearts of many martial artists of the Nine Peaks Sect was all extinguished by a basin of cold water, and the cold was covered with fear, which made people feel terrified.

"Sure enough, the heart of an infatuated lover is the most delicious. ”

In the air, Yong Mihe held his heart, swallowed all the blood on it, and admired the things in his hands with obsessive eyes, as if he was looking at a rare work of art in the world.

At this moment, not only the martial artists of the Nine Peaks Sect felt a chill, but even the women of the Flying Flower Palace were all pale, their eyes trembled, and their eyes were full of disbelief, full of strangeness, as if they had only seen the real Yong Mihe.

Where is this disciple that can be cultivated by the Flying Flower Palace, which is known as Bingqing Yujie? It is a psychologically distorted perverted demon.

For a while, there was a dead silence on the iceberg, and everyone's eyes converged on Yong Mihe's body, watching her devour her heart, and couldn't help but feel a deep chill.

After a long time, after Yong Mihe finished processing the heart in his hand, he looked down again with satisfaction.

"Yo, being watched by so many people really flattered the slave family. ”

As she spoke, she slowly stood up, dissipated under the bed, and turned into a long whip, which she held in her hand casually, and the cold voice in her mouth was like a knife: "Yan Yibai, if you don't come out again, the slave family will go in." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Hearing this, Yuan Yao and the others' faces changed in shock, and with the visual impact just now, it actually made them feel like they were facing a great enemy, and they all urged the spiritual power in their bodies to the extreme, which meant that the fish would die and the net would be broken.

"You guys are really unpleasant. ”

Lowering his eyes, the coquettishness on Yong Mihe's face gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a piercing coldness, which made the long whip held in his palm grow ice glass, and the chill was pervasive.

In a word, the atmosphere here became depressing, and both sides were tense.

"Boom!"

At this time, in the sky behind the Nine Peaks Sect, a burst of wind and thunder suddenly sounded, and there was a terrifying existence roaring the heavens and the earth, making everyone's solemn atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Suddenly, everyone looked sideways, and even Yong Mihe's face was a little surprised, and his eyes were filled with deep doubts.

"It's... It's Jun Gongzi who is here. ”

In the solemn atmosphere of the crowd of Feihua Palace, a burst of joyful voices suddenly sounded, causing everyone to look over, and then their eyes lit up.

Murong Yiyi clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at the distance in a daze, as if there were thousands of stars.

"It's coming!"

As an abrupt voice sounded, I saw that the clouds in the sky were getting thicker.

After taking a closer look, I found that it was a dense array of warriors, nearly 10,000 of them, mighty and mighty, stepping sideways, causing everyone's hearts to sink.

After a while, the crowd approached, and all of them stopped neatly in the air, like a disciplined army, overflowing with murderous might.

Yong Mihe frowned slightly, and his mouth was full of cold drinks: "Who are you? You dare to step into the extreme east of the Heavenly Domain, could it be that you don't take the Nine Peaks Sect and the Flying Flower Palace in your eyes?"

"Heh..."

At this time, a stunned voice sounded warmly from the crowd, which seemed to have a little long-lost meaning, which caused Yong Mihe's heart to chill, and he actually felt a little depressed and cold.

"Yong Mihe, I finally see you. ”