The spies were women, and eleven young women were escorted to the deck by three guards and lined up behind the commander.

These women are all monks, their cultivation is obviously not high, and they are all sealed, with only a faint fluctuation of mana, which is almost undetectable.

With a smile on his face, one of the guards stepped forward to salute the commander and say a few words. The commander waved his hand casually, and the guards retreated a few feet, standing silently with the other two, as if waiting for something.

The cliché plot of abusing women, the old man looked at this scene, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he was a little worried.

He knew that most of these women were captured by the commanders along the way, or offered by various tribes on their own initiative, buying peace with their lives, and using them exclusively for the commanders to abuse or his subordinates.

The Blue Wolf Clan regarded women as playthings and fertility machines, and although the old man was not good at this, he could not talk about how to respect them, and what he was worried about was that he was so debauched at this time, in case he had left an opportunity to take advantage of it, if something happened

With the arrogance of the Commander, the temperament of his subordinates can be imagined, and the identities of these women may not be understood, and with the unpredictable methods of witches, it is difficult to say that there will be no danger.

Thinking like this in his heart, the old man was about to say something, but the commander had already turned around and said with a smile: "Old Mo is worried that Ben will be negligent and be mixed in by a witch?"

The old man was speechless, thinking that it would be good that you knew.

The commander didn't say anything anymore, looked back and nodded slightly, the beautiful concubine next to her smiled and raised her hand to grasp, and a woman who looked like a village girl tightened her body, and flew uncontrollably to the commander and knelt down five feet in front of her, her head slightly up.

She must have heard of the reputation of the Lord, and her expression was terrified, but she forced a smile on her face to try to please her.

The commander of the right hand of the light platform, five fingers into the hook and pinch a few times, a long black whip appeared out of thin air. said with a smile: "Among the disciples of the same generation of the clan, Ben will be the lowest in cultivation, but he is the most loved by the sect elders, Mo Lao knows why?"

The old man's face tightened suddenly, his eyes staring at the long whip, and his expression was a little frightened.

The Commander seems to be aware of this. asked, "Does Mo Lao know this whip?"

The old man shook his head solemnly, but his expression was clearly not daring to say it.

The commander chuckled, rubbed the tail of the table whip with his right hand, and said in a faint tone, "This is the whip of the puppet soul." ”

The old man was shocked, and he still had some doubts in his heart, but when he took the initiative to say it, he couldn't help but shout: "Commander Shen has royal blood, so he really shouldn't cultivate."

The old man suddenly stopped. His lips were closed, and he refused to say a word. He knew that this person had a very high status in the royal family, but his cultivation was very limited, and his behavior was even more unbearable, which was incomprehensible. Most of this kind of thing involves royal secrets, and it may have something to do with blood, so it's better not to know.

"You shouldn't practice the Dharma, right?"

Cruelty flashed in the Commander's eyes. The smile on his face became more and more cheerful, and his wrist shook slightly. The black whip spewed like a poisonous python and stabbed into the woman's chest like lightning.

A strange scene then appeared, the moment the blood bloomed, the woman's clothes automatically faded, her naked body trembled violently, and her expression was instantly distorted.

"Ho-ho. Hoho"

The woman opened her mouth to pray for mercy, but she let out a low roar like a beast, and there was no blood on her chest, only black silk filled with it, like a net gradually opening. The whip had become a living thing. Twisting and turning, going deeper.

The black silk spread under the skin, covering half of her body in an instant, and the woman's gaze gradually lost, and her body fell to the ground softly, and her miserable howl gradually turned into a delicate panting. There was a faint aroma wafting through the air, and the sound of moaning and wheezing was in the ears, no longer as painful as before, but contained a desire, like a summoning.

The old man's drowsy eyes widened to the extreme, his gaze was shocked, and his voice was bitter.

"That's right, take the puppet and send the magic technique, Mo Lao knows this technique?"

"Knowingly asked. The old man kept complaining in his heart, and that uneasiness had turned into horror, and he couldn't care about answering.

How could he not have known that he had taken the puppet to send his gods, but he could never have imagined that the commander, who was known for his greed and lust, would actually practice this evil art.

With desire as the guide, refining evil things as the natal puppet, and then using the puppet god to attach to the object of spellcasting, so that its human nature is annihilated, and it becomes exactly the same as the natal puppet, and only allegiance to the caster of the spell. The method of seizing the puppet and sending the gods can be used across stages, which can not be said to be powerful, but once cultivated, it also means that you are trapped by evil things, and you will be robbed of a desire.

The black whip is the commander's natal puppet, and judging from its form, it is clearly a lewd snake. From this point of view, the Lord of the Lord, who is known for his lust, cannot produce lust at all

In other words, he can't be humane.

The old man's gaze wandered, as if there was an invisible force pulling at him, wanting to cast it on the leader.

He didn't dare to look up, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't have seen. In the struggle, the voice of the woman who had been cast became louder and louder, her neck was as black as ink, but her face was flushed with desire, and her body writhed like a snake, crawling at the feet of the leader.

The commander lowered his head and looked at the woman who was clinging to his calf, his expression gradually widening.

"I don't know which wolf ancestor created this exercise, it's really powerful, powerful!"

The black silk continued to xiangxia, spreading towards the dense part of the abdomen, and the woman who was cast the spell was completely lost in the sea of desire, and only wanted to seek love, but unfortunately the evil law was not finished, and she could not fully control her body, so she had to hug the calf of the leader, and kept rubbing her chest and wailing.

The leader looked at the woman's longing gaze, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he reached out and kneaded it on the woman's hot body, and said eloquently: "As early as a thousand years ago, the Holy Monarch had already sensed the difference between Yin Girls, and began to trace their origins and seek a solution. The four major demon clans, if you talk about foresight, my wolf clan saint is really the most among them. ”

"It's a pity that the Phoenix Maiden Hall has been planning for a long time, and it has already infiltrated the corners and corners, coupled with the natural greed of the wolf clan, it is really inseparable from them. ”

"In order to solve the danger of the whole clan, the Holy Monarch pondered and meditated, and finally gave birth to a wonderful method: Weishenme does not create an existence similar to the Yin Female Master, as long as there is a replacement, it will take some time to replace it slowly, and there will be a day when the residual poison will be removed. ”

The commander's voice became excited, and he asked, "Tell me, is this a genius idea?" ”

The old man was already sweating profusely, and he dared not speak, and he only hoped that the commander would stop there, and not say any more, let alone reveal this earth-shattering secret. Even if it is a wolf clan, this kind of act of refining normal people into prostitution cannot be made public, and the person who leads it is not an ordinary heroic monk, but a clan of holy monarchs!

I don't know if I know about such a thing, and while the old man is complaining, he is thinking hard about how to end up later and how to protect himself.

The commander looked at the old man's nervous look, felt very interesting, and said with relief: "Don't worry about Elder Mo, since Ben will dare to tell you, he is not afraid of people knowing." ”

The old man's expression was bitter, and he wanted to say a few words, but he didn't know what to say.

"If you want to refine a prostitute, you need to put your mind on prostitution, and the Holy Monarch found that only a lewd snake can do it. As we all know, a female snake can seat a hundred male snakes, which is actually the most promiscuous. Sensing this, the Holy Monarch began to secretly gather people to cultivate this evil method. ”

The commander squeezed the woman's chest and said, "As I said just now, the general's cultivation is limited, but he is extremely valued by the saints, and even if he makes a big mistake, he can be forgiven, Mo Lao knows, this is weishenme?"

The old man could only shake his head, and the commander continued on his own and said: "The Holy Monarch has discovered something that even his old man feels helpless, seizing the puppet and sending the divine art, and only the royal bloodline can practice. ”

At this point, everything became clear, the leader is the blood of the royal family, and his temperament is greedy, is not the best person to practice this technique? The bitterness in the old man's heart is indescribable, but he can't help but feel a little curious, secretly thinking that if you should be hidden as a secret weapon, how can you be put here.

The commander knew what the old man was thinking, and explained the reason in one sentence, saying, "It's a pity that after so many years of hard work, countless cherished elixirs, and countless sacrifices of lives, this technique failed to succeed after all. ”

"Ah, how can it be" The old man exclaimed, but his heart suddenly relaxed, and then he realized something, and hurriedly said: "Brother Shen, don't blame, the old man is"

The commander showed a smile that was even uglier than crying, and asked, "Elder Mo is glad about this result, isn't he?"

No matter what kind of evil arts, as long as they are not successful, they will not be easily put into use, and they don't even need to care too much about the traces, no one dares to point them at the Holy Monarch, as for those children of the royal family who fail to practice the evil law, of course, they need some compensation, and the reason why the commander is guilty must be because of this.

The old man thought clearly, and he could only be silent.

The commander retracted his expression and said: "It's not entirely right to say that it didn't succeed, in fact, in the future, my desires have indeed been extracted, and I have cultivated the most lewd and evil things, and they can be applied to people. ”

Stretching out his hand and pointing at the woman who kept shaking her body, the commander said: "Mo Lao believe it or not, at this moment, she will let her make peace with the beast, and she will be happy to do it until she dies." ”

"Until death?" the old man immediately understood what the problem was.

"yes, that's the problem. ”

The commander sighed and said, "Although the Yin Female Master is lewd, she can be retracted freely, absorbing the essence and yang qi to make up for herself. This is not the case with the women created by the evil law, who are so greedy for love that there is nothing they can do to stop them. ”

"The result now is that they are indeed under my control," he said, "and I would have allowed them to tell any secrets, but I could not have ordered her to do anything but intercourse." The most helpless thing is that the general's desire can no longer be recovered, no matter how many pills he takes, how many exercises he practices, he can't return to his former majesty. ”

"Retribution!" said the old man to himself

(To be continued.) )