Chapter 113: Zhao Yuya reappears
The man's gaze fell on the woman, and he was full of disgust.
If this woman talks about her appearance, she is a peerless beauty in the secular world, a demon type of disaster country, but in the world of cultivating immortals with beautiful women, although she is not stunning, she is also a medium-to-upper beauty.
In particular, her complexion is white, extremely moist, her lips are red without dotting, and her eyebrows are like two curved willows, black without painting.
To say that she has such self-confidence is not blind confidence, it can only be said that this man is determined, or this man is obviously not interested in women.
If you want to talk about the world, there are no wonders. This woman can only admit it.
The man pulled out the knife from the woman's chest, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and wiped it gently and with great care.
After wiping it clean, people can see what the knife looks like. It was a small dagger, about a little larger than the palm of the hand.
But the strange thing is that there is no aura fluctuation on this dagger.
No wonder the woman didn't notice until she died, and the dagger had entered her chest, killing her. The man then snatched the woman's storage bag away, and then burned the body of the gorgeous woman to ashes with a single fire.
There is no nostalgia when I turn around.
And there are also monks who are confused by beauty, and it is not for nothing that they later die directly at the hands of beautiful women, such as a disciple wearing the costume of the Qingyang Sect in a hurry, and his gaze is obsessively falling on a woman at this time.
This woman would have recognized this woman if she was here.
It turned out to be Zhao Yuya, who was taken away by Meng Changming. At this time, the clothes on her body were ordinary, but her waist was full of demon beast bags, and she turned out to be a disciple of Demon Beast Mountain.
But now she has become more and more coquettish, her fragrant shoulders are half exposed, and she looks like she is picking up.
"Tsk, Brother Fool thought that the junior sisters of the five major sects in Miaoyin Valley were the most beautiful, but he didn't expect that the Demon Beast Mountain would also hide such wonderful people as the junior sisters. ”
"Oh yes, do you think Senior Brother is beautiful when I am born?" Zhao Yuya actually scratched her head, and the monk of the Qingyang Sect was fascinated. However, as an immortal cultivator, although he is greedy for sex, he is also a little wary of Zhao Yuya.
"The younger sister is naturally born beautiful, and she is admired for her brother. ”
"Is that right? Does Senior Brother admire Little Sister's beauty, or Little Sister's storage bag? Since you know that I am a disciple of Demon Beast Mountain, aren't you afraid that I will release Demon Beasts to harm you?"
As she spoke, she threw a wink at the disciple of the Qingyang Sect.
Who knew that the disciples of the Qingyang Sect were so useful that they trembled all over. "What is this that junior sister said, you and I are both disciples of the five major sects, this is a family, and the elder brother saw the junior sister walking alone in this secret realm, lest the junior sister be in danger, so he called the junior sister. ”
His gaze looked up and down on Zhao Yuya's body.
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Zhao Yuya's eyes.
But he giggled. "Senior brother, I will pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!" said as he said that the clothes on his body fell a little more.
The male cultivator of the Qingyang Sect saw the light in his eyes even more.
"Since the senior brother pities the little sister, why bother to come to the little sister, the senior brother is right, it is really dangerous to walk alone in this secret realm. Xiaomei has come all the way, and there are many people who have ill intentions towards Xiaomei, and Xiaomei is really scared!"
Saying that, Zhao Yuya made a panicked and frightened look, and the monks of Qingyang Sect saw her frowning and frightened, and they couldn't wait to hug such a delicate person into their arms.
He really wanted to find a companion, but he was not a fool, this female cultivator could bend and stretch, not necessarily not a scheming person.
At this time, the male cultivator was not sure in his heart, whether to do it or really join forces with her.
However, he didn't want to listen to the nun's words, and he leaned towards her unfreely. "Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you are really afraid that your little sister will hurt you? If the little sister wants to do it, senior brother, will it be difficult for you to beat the little sister?"
As she spoke, Zhao Yuya's fingers under her sleeves moved slightly, and the monks of Qingyang Sect only felt that they smelled a sweet fragrance, and their hearts were not good.
I shouldn't be open-minded, and I still vainly try to make friends with the female cultivator I don't know in front of me, just between this action and the thinking of joining forces, I have already gained the upper hand.
Before the male cultivator could react, he couldn't move.
"You, what do you want to do? You, who are you? This, this is not a monster mountain?"
"Why not?" Zhao Yuya sneered enchantingly.
"Senior brother should know that our disciples of Demon Beast Mountain are the best at taming beasts, since they can domesticate demon beasts, they can naturally also domesticate people. My little sister will definitely make you feel happy. Hahahaha!"
The more and more gorgeous face in front of him was getting closer and closer to him, and the male cultivator really regretted it in his heart at this time. But it was too late.
......
After only a while, Zhao Yuya got up from the man who had turned into a white skeleton under her, her face became more and more gorgeous, and she seemed to be much younger.
And a somewhat satisfied expression appeared on her face.
Subsequently, after putting the male cultivator's storage bag into his pocket, Zhao Yuya's face finally showed a little joy.
At the beginning, the exercises taught by Meng Changming were really useful, but Meng Changming wanted to use her as a furnace, and at this time, it was she who used those hateful male cultivators as a furnace.
Zhao Yuya only felt very happy!
Then she didn't even look at the bones on the ground, and as for why she didn't melt them, it was because ......
Zhao Yuya thinks that if you meet a timid person, wouldn't it be very interesting to see such a corpse with a frightened look on your face?
......
At the same time, in other parts of the secret realm, there are also various narrow encounters, or madmen are chasing and killing similar monks.
There are also people who are frantically hunting demon beasts, trying to take away their guardian elixir.
"Since we are all for this elixir, I will give you this elixir, let me leave!"
At this moment there were two monks standing on the edge of a hillside, and on the ground lay a monk, one of whom was dressed exactly like the monk who was holding a purple-red flower like a monkey's head.
They are all disciples of the Feiyun Sect.
And standing opposite him was a disciple of the Nine Swords Palace, this young man, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was very handsome. In his hand, he held a silver greatsword.
"You have to calculate even your own fellow disciples, and in that case, you should have the consciousness of being counted by others. ”
This disciple of the Nine Swords Palace was unmoved, his sword eyebrows moved slightly, but his face was very righteous and awe-inspiring. And the matter of his own calculation of the same sect was exposed by the people of the Nine Swords Palace, but the disciple of the Feiyun Sect was not half ashamed.