"Yuqin?" Feng Yin seemed to be very interested in this woman, and looked at her carefully, if he guessed correctly, as long as this woman's body was taken to auction, it is estimated that all men in the world will go crazy for it.

He had really never seen such a fresh and refined woman, all over her body, as if she was wrapped with fairy energy, in the heart of the woman's forehead, there was a light blue chain shaped like a heart-shaped crystal hanging, an already beautiful face, under the light of the blue crystal, it was even more vivid.

I couldn't tell that she had been dead for many years, but it was as if she was sleeping quietly.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Yin looked at Yuqin for a long time before asking slowly.

"You shouldn't ask me what I'm going to do, everything, it's the master's will." Ye Chonglou said in a calm voice, the Holy Spirit Stone exuded an extremely powerful aura in a field of sunflowers.

As soon as his words fell, the eyes of the three of them looked towards the carriage.

To be honest, even Feng Yin has never seen the true face of that person.

Even the last time he was punished for entering the Demon Eater Pool, he only heard that person's voice, and until now, he didn't know what that person looked like.

In ancient times, even if that man saved him, he didn't see his face.

"This ball of flesh, after being conceived by the Cangyi Blood God, has reached the time when it can be born-" The man in the carriage said without hurry, "Let it occupy Yuqin's body, I want Yuqin, resurrection-"

"Resurrect Yuqin?" Even Wu Xun was a little surprised, she had been with her master for the longest time, even if the master was asleep most of the time, she was the one who stayed with him the longest.

From the past to the present, what the master is thinking in his heart, what he wants to do, she has never seen through.

Even if she knew, she was just a pawn by his side.

However, unlike other pawns, she is willing to be the master's pawn.

"Whew--" The night wind became more presumptuous, blowing the ornate tents on the carriage in all directions.

The man who was reclining in the carriage was like a peerless demon god, his eyes were slightly open, narrow and slightly curled, and he looked like a beautiful vixen.

The powerful demonic qi emanated from him, and the flying crimson begonias floated down extremely gracefully.

He slowly sat up from the carriage, his blood-like hair, slightly curled, behind him, greedily lifted by the night wind.

The black robe embroidered with begonia flowers, the hunting sound of the night wind, he gently stepped out of the carriage -

Just that glance, it's like stunning the whole year.

Among the demons, the demon who turned into a human form was already beautiful and incomprehensible, and he could be in the demon clan and be beautiful like this, it is estimated that he is the only one.

Delicate embroidered begonia black robe, slender but not thin figure, a pair of silver-red eyes, double eyelids, slightly raised at the corners of the eyes, like peach blossoms, just a glance, people can't help but fall.

His temperament seemed to be soft, however, even when he inadvertently raised his hands and feet, the aura of despair that was colder than hell emanated from him.

This person, before he woke up and after he woke up, were completely two different things.

Even if they have the same face, they are completely different people.