At the same time, standing in the Dragon Shadow Hall of the Imperial Palace.

[Ding, the resentment curse from Su Yi, the son of luck, reduces the luck value by 500, increases the host villain value by 2000, and increases the luck value by 500]

Feng Moyuan smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Su Yi was so unexpectedly humiliated.

From the prompt sound of the system, Feng Moyuan understood that Su Yi had hit a wall with Su Mu'er.

Open the System panel

[Host: Ye Beixuan]

[Cultivation: The pinnacle of the Tribulation Period]

[Identity: Young Master of the Tianyu Wind Family, Young Palace Master of Taixuan Heavenly Palace]

[Physique: Mysterious Demon Incarnation, Supreme Bone]

[Exercises: Xuan Demon Dao Qi (Xiaocheng), Tuotian Demon Gong, Soul Exploration Eye, Mixed Yuan Yin and Yang Gong]

[Inventory: Demon Sword, one Eight-Rank Spirit Yuan Pill]

[Villain value: 5100]

[Luck Value: 3500]

casually glanced at the system plane, and his villain value reached 5000 again, so he went on and harvested several waves of leeks at will.

If you use the villain value to improve your cultivation, won't your cultivation soon be able to break through the Tribulation Realm and reach the Mahayana Realm?

In this way, even if this trip to the Nether Realm is discovered by his father, he will not be punished.

"Childe."

In the void behind him, Jiang Lao's figure gradually appeared.

"What's the matter, how is Su Yi's identity investigated?"

Jiang Lao replied: "I haven't found the specific information, but it is certain that Su Yi was exiled from the Heavenly Domain. ”

Didn't find it...

This result did not surprise Feng Moyuan.

After all, it is the identity of the son of luck, and if there is no multi-million word upgrade to fight monsters, the author will definitely not explain it so quickly.

In this way, why don't you kill him sooner to get rid of future troubles?

Feng Moyuan picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head and drank it all.

At this time, his eyes flickered, and even Jiang Lao couldn't guess what Gongzi was thinking.

"Sooner or later, it will be a scourge for Su Yi to stay around...

This kind of strong man is much more dangerous than a stupid big man like Xiao Yan.

Maybe he made a forbidden technique of coaxing himself to kill himself in seconds.

That confirms that sentence, the villain dies a lot!

"What does Childe mean by taking him out?"

Jiang Lao's gloomy eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.

He has only one mission, to obey Childe's orders, even if Childe asks him to die, he will never frown!

Feng Moyuan's right hand tapped lightly on the table, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was thinking about something.

Kill, definitely to kill.

But Su Yi's current luck value is far higher than his own, and if he kills him, he will definitely be doomed by the Heavenly Dao, and he will be choked to death if he drinks tea......

Why don't you suppress it, let his luck value slowly decrease, and then kill him?

Suddenly, Feng Moyuan's eyes widened, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Since you are a villain, some things are naturally handy!

Feng Moyuan pinched the order at will, and then threw it to Jiang Lao.

"Give this thing to Bai Lengqiu, she will know how to do it!"

Jiang Lao didn't ask much, and disappeared into the palace.

Hehe, Su Yi, Su Yi, since you want to pretend to be a fool, then I will fulfill you.

The divorce stream and the snatching stream are all complete, so I don't recommend that I forcibly add a framed stream to you, right?

Knock Knock Knock –

Just as Feng Moyuan was immersed in his own ingenuity, a voice suddenly came from the door.

"Is Childe here, condensation... Condensation comes to knock. ”

"Come in."

Yan condensed, hesitated for a moment, took a big breath, and raised his feet and walked inside.

The atmosphere in the hall was grim, and the air was filled with the smell of sandalwood.

On top of the bed sat a cold man with black hair and a shawl, extremely handsome.

Yan condensed, standing in front of the bed, his hands clenching the corners of his skirt, his eyes flickering.

From the moment she stepped into this room, she knew what she was up against.

However, she didn't have a choice, her father, the emperor's brother, and the Yan family of the Dayan Dynasty all needed her to make sacrifices, this was the emperor's family.

Feng Moyuan slowly opened his eyes.

The skin is like clotted fat, and the eyes are like autumn water.

Brilliant as stars, like a frightening sky.

Yan Condensing has the elegant and dusty air of a fairy, and also has the luxurious and beautiful appearance of the queen.

It can be said that Yan Condensation is the most beautiful woman he has seen since the Netherworld.

Even if it is placed in the Upper Heavenly Domain, it is enough to bring disaster to the country and the people.

"Take your clothes off."

Feng Moyuan glanced at her indifferently, and a few words flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

But the latter was like a lightning strike, stunned in place, and did not react for a long time.

So straightforward!

"Male. . . Son... ”

Yan Condensation is also the seventh princess of the Great Yan Dynasty.

When have you ever felt this helplessness and fear.

The last trace of stubbornness and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Tears rolled down her handsome face like shooting stars.

His eyes were closed, and he didn't dare to hesitate.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for the villain's wind, rewarding 500 villain points]

The sound of the system is wonderful, but it can't match the sparse sound in your ears.

After a crisp sound fell, Yan Condensed and couldn't get a wisp up and down.

Only a white belly pocket was clinging to her body.

His face was already blood-red, as if he could drip blood.

The body is perfectly proportioned, and the skin is extremely tender, like a piece of clotted jade.

Even Feng Moyuan couldn't help but look at it twice, I have to say that she is really a stunner in the world.

"Come here, sit down."

Feng Moyuan spoke again, his eyes fixed on her chest.

The latter gritted his teeth tightly, staggered, and staggered.

There was a sudden look of determination on his face.

The fingers of Feng Moyuan's right hand lightly touched the middle of her chest.

A cold breath came, but in this cold breath seemed to be mixed with a breath of the most rigid and yang.

How can the two breaths coexist when they are already restrained by each other?

Obviously, this was the conflict between Yan's condensed Xuanyin body and the exercises.

Yan condensed his eyes tightly, his face showed a look of humiliation, and he let Feng Moyuan's fingers move.

Suddenly, Feng Moyuan spoke.

"It's still too late."

Yan Condensation ignored it, and Feng Moyuan's voice sounded again.

"Is the exercise you are cultivating a royal exercise?"

This time, Yan Condensing opened his eyes and stared at Feng Moyuan's deep and dark eyes suspiciously.

Seeing that the latter did not speak.

Feng Moyuan continued to muttered to himself: "You have a Xuanyin body, but you have cultivated to the Yang Gong Method, and the two qi of yin and yang in your body are in conflict, and your muscles, veins, and root bones are seriously damaged. ”

"If you continue, within three months, you will definitely die in every minute!"