Qingyun Fairy held the sword in his hand, and after swinging off a group of disciples, he walked alone towards the gate where the blood cry was. From the practice room to the gate, this short distance has become a torment, and Qingyun Fairy is constantly trying to calm her mind and calm her breath, so that she is in the best state, and she is ready to face the enemy.

Soon Qingyun Fairy came to the gate, looking at the closed gate, she took a deep breath, and then gritted her teeth and opened it. "Squeak", in the red lantern hanging outside the gate, under the flickering candlelight, a green robe, and the blood cry standing proudly in the wind came into view. Not far behind him, there are two slim and slim beauties covering their faces and wrapping themselves in light gauze.

Fairy Qingyun's gaze swept over the two girls behind the bloody cry, and a trace of sadness in her eyes was fleeting. Immediately, her expression was cold, she looked at the blood weeping with displeasure on her face, frowned and said, "Isn't it that the three days have not yet arrived, do you want to break the contract when you come here now?"

Under the dim light, the blood weeping evil smiled, a pair of fire-like eyes, staring at the Qingyun Fairy with a smile, and said very domineeringly: "The day we agreed on happened to be in the afternoon, and now it is dark, and the three-day appointment has passed, so naturally there is no such thing as breaking the contract." I'm here now to listen to Qingyun's reply. ”

Qingyun Fairy's silver teeth were biting secretly, her eyes were staring at blood and weeping with shame, and she looked angry.

The blood weeping didn't realize it, but said indifferently: "I don't know if Qingyun has thought about it and is ready to agree to be a slave girl of Xueyun?"

Fairy Qingyun sneered on her face, and said through gritted teeth: "Don't you think about it!"

The bloody and bewishing Jun had a look of excitement on his face, and a cold smile flashed in his blood-colored eyes, as if he had expected the rejection of the Qingyun Fairy, not only did he not have a trace of anger, but he was also full of excitement and anticipation.

"Qingyun can think about it, as the master of the Qingyin Sword Sect, you have countless disciples, if you annoy me and do something out of the ordinary in anger, you don't regret it. ”

"Despicable!"

"Hehe! Despicable, I don't think this is a world where the weak eat the strong, as long as the strength is strong, you can do whatever you want. As long as you obediently become the female slave of Xue, the Qingyin Sword Sect will be protected by Xuemu in the future, and it is not impossible to return to the glory of the past. Restore the former glory of the sect, isn't this the goal of Qingyun's life, now the opportunity is in front of you, as long as you sacrifice yourself, dedicate your body and heart to Xue, and be a satisfactory slave girl for Xue, Xuemu will wish you all your wishes. Just ask Qingyun what he is still hesitating about, hurry up and promise Xue, you will be able to expect everything. ”

As she spoke, an evil smile appeared on her bloody face, a treacherous glow flashed in her blood-red eyes, and her magnetic words kept knocking on Qingyun Fairy's heart, as if to completely melt her ice-like heart.

However, the enchanting voice of the blood cry caused emotional fluctuations before it could arise, and it was crushed by the emotional locks and lust chains that were turned into the lustful threads in the body and mind of the Qingyun Fairy. At this time, instead of the slightest ripple in the heart of the Qingyun Fairy, a monstrous hatred rolled angrily.

I saw Fairy Qingyun sneering disdainfully, looking at Blood with mocking eyes and crying: "Restoring the Qingyin Sword Sect is indeed Qingyun's lifelong goal, but if you want to sell your body and soul to be a slave girl of your despicable villain, you can't be a fool when Qingyun." Even if you rely on your strength to restore the glory of the Qingyin Sword Sect, it is just a tool in your hand, Qingyun has not only become a woman who can be a man, but also lost the Sword Sect, how can you have any face to meet the master under Jiuquan, and the ancestors. ”

Rejected by the Qingyun Fairy, Blood Weeping didn't become angry, he just felt very surprised, as if something confused him. He was indeed very puzzled, the last time he met Qingyun Fairy, he was attracted by her demeanor. In addition to participating in the upcoming Demon Dao Alliance Conference this time, he also had a purpose to see the annual feast of Juhua Palace, especially the most red feast, as long as he thought of a large group of beautiful virgins being collectively broken at the banquet, the blood wept like fire, and the blood boiled.

It just so happened that there was a lack of such a graceful and superb virgin by his side, with the cultivation of the Qingyun Fairy Realm, and her status in Yujing, he pulled her to the banquet and broke her body in public, what a pleasant thing, it was expected that Yujing wanted to fall in love with her man, and then she would be the only one who was a burly girl.

But the development of things was beyond the expectation of Bloody Weeping, who originally thought that he was nine out of ten, but he actually missed when he was caught. With his bone-penetrating peak charm technique, coupled with the eye of ecstasy, it only made Qingyun Fairy's mind dazed for a moment, and then he regained consciousness on his own. Afterwards, the blood cried and realized that this Qingyun Fairy had cultivated the legendary original technique, which made her have a very great restraint effect on the charm technique.

This discovery completely aroused the interest of Blood Cry, although there were many women in him, there were almost no women who cultivated the original technique like this, so it was natural to need to get her started. After a pursuit, this Qingyun fairy can always come to his senses at the critical moment, no, a few times, the blood weeping also lost patience, since it is difficult to succeed with normal means, then he has to use coercive means, although the means are not very glorious, but it is often the most to the point.

Looking at the beauty in front of him who was full of anger and hatred, making a dying struggle, and sneering with a bloody face, he had seen too many such situations, just like the two female slaves behind him, at first, they were both extremely chaste and fierce, and they refused to give in to death, but as long as he used a little means, he was not one by one, and he was reduced to a slut who was ashamed of his integrity.

"You don't have the capital to say no. Blood is the young sect master of the Blood Slaying Demon Sect, the future sect master, a small Qingyin Sword Sect, how can he resist. You don't need a sect to send a hand, just by yourself, you can wipe out the Qingyin Sword Sect with a wave of your hand. At that time, you will still have to become a slave girl of Xue, and Xuemou just doesn't want to spend more time trying to save trouble. ”

Hearing this, the blood on Fairy Qingyun's face was lost, just like what this blood cry said, in the face of the Blood Killing Demon Sect, the small Qingyin Sword Sect is like an ant, and it can be crushed by people turning their palms. can make her his slave girl, even if she dies, she will never agree,

If Bloodcry thinks that she can force her to comply by threatening her with this, it would be a big mistake. Although she tried her best to improve the strength of the Sword Sect, she was a principled person with a bottom line, and would never sacrifice her dignity and exchange her body for help. Otherwise, she would have been attached to the wing of a certain man a long time ago, and she would not have maintained her virginity for so many years.

Since it is necessary to test the loss of dignity and the ability to become a woman who can maintain the existence of the sword faction, then this sword faction will be destroyed if it is destroyed. Although she regretted it, she did not regret it.

At that moment, Qingyun Fairy Ziyu's face showed a look of determination, the green clothes on her body were hunting and drumming, and the strength of the Void Realm instantly bloomed, she clenched the sword in her hand, her eyes looked at each other with blood crying without giving in, and her cold gaze was as cold as a sword.

"Even if it's a dead ......"

"Master!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out, interrupting Fairy Qingyun's words, causing her face to change.