At this time, Nanshan was also in turmoil.

Because when Fang Cun came back, he encountered Red Yeast Rice and Hantan, and knew that Mo Xunmei was taken away by the Thousand-Handed Demon.

For Fang Cun, Mo Xunmei is afraid that he is the only person he cares about in these three realms.

His outbursts and consequences can be imagined.

The Thousand-Handed Witch doesn't look like a demon at all, more like a woman from a good family.

Quiet, shy, and a little blushing.

Not all charms are bewitching.

It turned out that the rumors from the outside world were rumors.

Mo Xunmei coughed a few times, and the female demon Qianshou brought him the best cough medicine with concern. Urging him to drink it earnestly.

Mo Xunmei smiled, he was worried that if he drank it, his liver and intestines would be broken, and he would be poisoned in an instant.

If he was poisoned, Fang Cun didn't know how much cultivation and skill it would take to repair him.

Although the female demon called Thousand Hands looks harmless to humans and animals, and is as pure as a white lotus, Mo Xunmei has read countless demons, how can she not know the Tao of the Thousand Hands Female Demon in front of her.

So he smiled and politely overturned the medicine bowl.

The medicine was all spilled, and not a drop was left.

Qianshou was not surprised, nor angry, and comforted: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, ask the maid to boil another bowl." ”

The tone is like that of a gentle elder.

But isn't it, in this group of old demons in the demon world, all their demons should have tens of thousands of years of cultivation, but they are not Mo Xunmei's elders.

Mo Xunmei didn't stop it, but asked, "Why did you arrest me?" ”

"It's to take you over and take care of you, because I know you're a friend of all sides. It's an honor to be able to share it for the Demon Venerable. The tone of the thousand hands was indescribably humble and submissive.

Mo Xunmei couldn't help but smile, and said, "You are holding me hostage, what do you think of the Demon Venerable?" ”

"The Legend of the Three Realms Demon Lord is devoted to Lord Mo Ya, and he took the Lord over to see the Three Realms affectionately, so that he can empathize with kindness and cultivate in harmony."

The words are too beautiful, just like her appearance.

"We all know that the Demon Venerable has a ability to reach the sky, that is, he can collect living souls. If these souls can be gifted to me, my cultivation will definitely be more harmonious. ”

Saying that, the Thousand-Handed Witch lowered her head, looking indescribably cute and shy.

The face is like a flower, delicate and lovely.

Mo Xunmei knew that these monsters were all coveting the living souls collected by the Demon Venerable.

And these living souls, Fang Cun put them in the glass jar, and put them by his side every day, just so that he could absorb the remaining yang energy of the living soul, so that he could recover his body and divine consciousness as soon as possible.

At this time, the Demon Venerable Fang Cun should have already sent the living soul back to the underworld.

Mo Xunmei felt a little relieved in her heart.

After all, what the Demon Venerable Fang Cun did was not a big mistake, at least he would not be sealed by the Three Realms.

Although he collected more than a thousand souls in the glass cup without authorization, he still sent the souls back to the underworld.

The Thousand-Handed Female Demon said sincerely: "If you suck too many living souls, you will be devoured, and you will become a monster that is not human, not a ghost, and a murderer, and finally you will enter the blood pool, and you will be in pain every day." But I'm not so greedy, I eat one soul a day. Over the years, it will definitely not become a terrible monster. ”

Mo Xunmei didn't plan to speak, he was already injured, and his body was not completely repaired, so he closed his eyes and rested.

The Thousand-Handed Demon chattered.

Mo Xunmei always acted as if she hadn't heard, and there were no waves.

Thousand Hands said quietly: "Don't you think I'm a good person?" Don't you think I'm cute? ”

"I don't think so." Mo Xunmei finally spoke.

"Many beings in the Three Realms want to talk to me, but I don't bother to say it, I talked so much to you today, but you don't bother to pay attention to me, and you don't even want to look at me. It's fair to think that this world is also fair. Senju said and smiled slightly.

"Most of the people who can break off love are demons. The Lord also has demonic nature. "The voice of the thousand hands is indescribably gentle, and there is a hint of childishness.

But Mo Xunmei was like a soul out of her mind, and she didn't feel it.

The Thousand-Handed Witch doesn't mean that she has many hands, but that she is called Thousand-Handed.

Legend has it that she is clever and skillful, good at using poison, and good at organs.

Also good words.

The witch called Thousand Hands is indeed clever.

Her house has seventy-seven forty-nine organs.

Not only Hantan and Red Yeast couldn't walk in, but Fang Cun also stopped outside the courtyard of the last courtyard.

The Demon Venerable can completely destroy these useless mechanisms. But what they were afraid of was Mo Xunmei, who was trapped in the house by the Thousand-Handed Female Demon.

Mo Xunmei seemed to sense that Fang Cun was outside the gate.

Urging the spiritual power to say: "Qianshou is a left-hander, what you see, what you can see, what you can break, you can do it directly with your left hand." ”

The Thousand-Handed Witch was a little flustered, and said, "I can't complain that the old devil likes you so much, if it were me, I would like you too." ”

Mo Xunmei smiled and said, "Then I have to be willing." ”

Fang Cun soon appeared in the room.

Mo Xunmei was not embarrassed, he leaned comfortably on a sitting, and the couch was covered with a white fox cushion, which looked particularly soft and comfortable.

But at the moment when Fang Cun entered the door with Hantan and red yeast rice, an iron cage fell on Mo Xunmei's couch, which just shrouded Mo Xunmei in the cage.

Mo Xunmei didn't move, and smiled slightly at Fang Cun, who was a little flustered.

Thousand hands were warm at this time, like a little girl who didn't know anything about the world.

She lowered her head slightly and said, "The Demon Venerable and the two adults are here, and the humble house is shining. Please take a seat. Serve tea. ”

Fang Cun stared at Mo Xunmei in the cage, as if he didn't dare to slack off.

Red Yeast stared at the move of a thousand hands.

Hantan leisurely took a closer look at the inside and outside of the house.

When the tea was served, the red yeast rice flicked its fingers, and a thin grael-like pill bounced towards a thousand hands. Thousands of hands raised their sleeves to block.

This fine graupel is naturally a poison pill, because she saw that the tea was poisonous, so she sent a fine graupel to indicate that she would not be rude.

Looking at Mo Xunmei in the cage, the red yeast didn't dare to send it again.

"Everyone understands people, so I won't waste time. The little woman invited Master Mo to the house, because she wanted to ask Lord Mo's friends to help with a matter. Senju said politely. The voice is soft and clear.

"I want a glass cup with a thousand souls." Thousand Hands lowered his head slightly, with a hint of childish shame.

Such a beautiful and modest woman is really willing to fulfill her wishes.

But what she met was the Demon Venerable Fang Cun and the Lord of the Soul Palace.

At this time, Han Tan and Mo Xunmei's eyes met. Han Tan saw Mo Xunmei's fingers curled slightly. He suddenly turned into a shape and flew up, and flicked three times at the eaves in the house, Mo Xunmei's cage opened instantly, and Mo Xunmei rolled out of the cage.

Fang Cunyi stretched out his hand to hug Mo Xunmei and rushed out of the room.

Hantan also rushed out of the courtyard.

Only the red yeast is inseparable from the thousand hands in the house.

"The 10,000-year-old female demon pretends to be pure, I have to break your appearance."

It's the sound of red yeast rice. "I'm going to poison you dumbly, see if you can still be clever and talking."

Han Tan shouted, "Red yeast is gone." ”

Red yeast rice rushed out.

Red Yeast asked, "Don't you destroy her?" ”

Han Tan said: "A thousand hands are in Nanshan, and there is no sin of the Three Realms. ”

"But she imprisoned Lord Mo."

Han Tan smiled, there were a few people in the Dementor Hall who had not been imprisoned by the demons.

In the end, it's not the end of the day.

In this world, how can there be such a clear and retributive grievance.

But they heard the heart-rending screams of the Thousand-Handed Demon.

There were two people they ignored, and met again and were speechless.

With the kindness of the encounter, how could the Thousand-Handed Witch be so miserable?

The screams were so loud that they were all thrilled.

Hongyu laughed silently and said, "How can the hall master let Lord Mo be so frightened. ”

Hantan scratched his head.

Hongyi laughed again, "Does he have the memories of the third life ago?" ”

Han Tan scratched his head again and said, "Impossible, the injuries I have suffered in the past cannot be put down for the rest of my life." It must be that this Thousand-Handed Demon is too much. ”

Red yeast also laughed.

"Don't have the heart of a woman to live with the heart of the Lord of the Temple." Hantan exaggeratedly gave the red yeast a roll of the eyes.

Speechless, he quickly pulled and caught up with them.

When she looked up, Mo Xunmei sat on the rocks on the hillside and watched again.

Fang Cun leaned on the trunk of the tree with his arms folded, looking down at the adults of the Demon Slayer Hall in front of him.

But no one seemed to care about his downward gaze. Because their eyes are all on Mo Xunmei's body.

Mo Xunmei's pale face had a gentle smile.

His gaze fell on Youyu, and there was a hint of softness.

He looked a little embarrassed when he ran over again, and his eyes were red.

He knelt at Mo Xunmei's feet with a plop and shouted, "My lord." ”

Mo Xunmei stretched out her hand, gently stroked her shoulder, and said, "You have worked hard all these years. ”

"My lord, it's good that my lord is here." I suddenly cried silently.

"I'm not going back. It's enough to have you. ”

Fang Cun looked at the two people in front of him, his nose was a little sour. I had to look up at the sky in the distance.

Xindao: Everyone else is a colleague and a deep brotherhood, why does it become a reunion between father and son after a long absence.