"Handsome guy, it would be nice if it was a handsome guy, I'm afraid it's an old man, Senior Sister Jiao's eyes must not fall to the ground." He Yu giggled, laughing so much that his willow waist trembled.

"Okay, don't go crazy, let's think about ideas" Yu Ying once again persuaded several junior sisters to go off topic more and more.

"Senior sister, that demon is playing with women, he is crazy, and he will definitely leave the palace if he breaks his fishy smell." Chang Yang said.

"Yes, we cut off his desires." He Yu agreed.

"How is it possible? There are more than a hundred maids in the valley." Miao Ping reminded the junior sisters.

Chang Yang and Heyu immediately lost their voices. At this rate, the maids in the valley can guarantee Fan Yan's trampling for two years. The five saints frowned again.

"That's right, let's start with his fetishes, doesn't he want to play with the saint?, who do you say is the most attractive to him?" Jiao Yu suddenly laughed secretly.

"You mean that little girl from Shencheng Crystal Pavilion. No, no, it's too close, there's no way to start." Miao Ping's head shook, and her hair flew away.

"There's one more, think closer." Jiao Yu's ghostly eyes scanned several senior sisters.

"Ah, you mean Young Master Bai Juan." Changyang's eyes were like bells.

"Yes, only Young Master Bai Juan can lead him out, not to mention that Young Master Bai Juan has just come out of the cave to do errands recently, and the demon will definitely not be able to sit still if we let the wind go. Jiao Yu grinned. The little face is raised high.

"I said this ghost girl, are there a lot of ghosts? You don't believe it. It made him think of the idea again," Yu Ying nodded Jiao Yu's head and smiled.

"Heyu, this time you go to inquire about the news of Young Master Bai Juan." Yu Ying said.

"Sister Master, we can say ...... no." Jiao Yu's voice was quieter. So small that only five people could hear it.

"Fifth Senior Sister has yours, where is your little head. Is it on the neck?" Miao Ping said and touched Jiao Yu's delicate neck.

"Hey, you're numb, why aren't your hands like women's hands?" Jiao Yu's soft body trembled wildly.

"Oh, I should give you to that demon, look at your". Miao Ping withdrew her hand.

Yu Ying returns to the Valley of Love Flowers. The hideous sound of the dormitory has not stopped, and the ghost cries and howls of the wolf, which is unbearable, as if the dormitory is catching a pig to be killed. The howl stimulated Gong Ying and Zhuo Yuan to be introverted. When he saw Yu Ying appear, Yu Ying didn't hear anything from his question.

"Senior sister, what are you talking about?" Gong Ying let go of her divine sense, her face changed, and asked.

"You two go. I'll take a look," Yu Ying repeated.

"It's a big sister". Gong Ying and Zhuo Yuan fled as if they had seen a savior.

Half an hour later, the groans of terror stopped. A snoring sound came from the dormitory.

The night crept in waiting, and the boundless ink smeared the glimmer of the stars.

"Dinner on the shadow". Yu Ying waited anxiously. A cold voice came from inside the dormitory.

Yu Ying hurriedly waved her hand, and the maid walked in timidly.

"Senior sister, I'll take office tonight," a sweet voice said.

"Senior Sister Miao, I looked for you several times today, and you went there." Yu Ying asked.

"You are looking for me, I went to listen to the news, have you heard? Young Master Bai Juan went to see the young master of the Bi family, I heard that ......." Miao Ping's voice was quieter.

"Really, is the news accurate?" said Yu Ying.

"I listened to what the maid of the young master Bai Juan said, it won't be bad." Miao Ping whispered.

"Oh. It's also a good thing, I don't have to hold another election meeting, you should be on good duty, I'll go." After speaking, Yu Ying smiled with a wicked smile. Xiang Miao Ping glanced at her, and disappeared.

The sound of chewing and chirping in the dormitory stopped during the conversation between Yu Ying and Miao Ping, and there was no sound for a long time.

The dormitory was very bright. Fan Yan was dressed in battle armor and sat cross-legged on a round stone bed, staring indifferently at the dormitory door. A wavy wave of jet-black hair fell in front of him. The sword eyebrows were tightly locked, his face was solemn, and his slightly ochre-colored face seemed to have been burned by fire.

In front of Fan Yan lay a half-naked saint. His handsome face turned from pink to pale, his eyes were open in confusion, his brows were furrowed, and his mouth kept chewing.

A white hand held a jade spoon and stopped in front of the holy woman's squirming mouth. There was a slight trembling, little by little porridge water, in the light trembling, falling bit by bit. A drop fell, a drop was deflected, and it was sprinkled on the corner of the saint's mouth.

The saint kept sticking out her delicate tongue and gently licking half of the porridge that flowed out.

Fan Yan was still stunned, sitting with confused eyes. It seems to be stunned by something.

Suddenly, the muscles of the pale cheeks that had been there for too long suddenly relaxed, protruding slightly in some places, and sinking slightly in others. The bewildered eyes darkened and dimmed, like a clear sky suddenly covered with dark clouds. Teeth crunched.

Oh, the jade spoon fell to the ground, splashing a piece of porridge water.

The saint's face was also transformed. "Ahh

Fan Yan's face kept changing, biting his gray lips tightly, one hand tightly breaking the other, and he was about to break Bai Xi's fingers. Writhing and twisting, his nervous eyes slowly flashed like a beast.

In the depths of Fan Yan's mind, a black and yellow point of light kept changing, sometimes the yellow light appeared, and sometimes the black light flickered. It was as if two lights were competing with each other for the initiative of the light.

"Go, suck her blood and bodily fluids". As the black light flickered, a cold voice echoed in his head.

"No, you don't have the right to command me". Huang Guangda's voice sounded in his mind, but a fearful but very firm voice.

"Hey, hey, hey, you remember, we are symbiotes, no one can dominate this body, we can only symbiosis and share, I'm quiet, you are the young master, I'm angry, you're a devil, a demon." The icy voice flickered again in the black light.

"No, I don't have the habit of destroying the saint, either kill her, or let her go." A determined voice rang out.

"Hehe, don't talk about habits anymore, your habits have changed since the day you devoured me, you have destroyed forty flower-like saints, in their hearts, you are the devil, the devil knows the way"? Screaming hideously.

Huang Guang was silent.

"Go, this is the forty-first, you suck the essence blood of this holy woman, and in ten days, my cultivation cycle will be full. I'll give you back the initiative of your body, haven't you always wanted to find that saint named Xie Mei, and that white beauty? I'm not quiet, if you can eat them, they will die." The cold voice echoed, and the sinister smile continued.

Fan Yan's face became bruised and frightening, and one hand was already tightly grasping the skin of the saint in front of him, and a deep blood mark nail slowly cracked through the white and tender skin.

"Hmm...... Ah......h The saint exclaimed in heartfelt exclamation.

Whoosh, the other hand, gripping the blood-stained nail tightly. I pulled the bloody hand back.

"Hey, hey". Fan Yan laughed twice and put the bloody nails into his mouth, sucking one nail after another. Squeaks make a screeching sound.

After sucking, the hand, and even the distorted mouth, stiffened, and the mouth was bloody. Rows of bloodshot teeth gnawed at the saint's daughter.

A hand slammed the mouth to the side. The other hand scratched the skin of the saint deeply.

"Ah...... Ah......h The holy woman made a groan of pain between the tickling and closing of her fingers. The painful aura was buzzing and trembling with the terrifying shouts.

A hand squeezed the hand that scratched the soft skin of the saint. The hand is twisted away.

The bloodshot mouth bit down on the saint's skin.

"Hmm...... , well......". The saint let out a muffled, muffled sound as the bloody teeth bit down and contracted.

"Wow...... , ...... , huff". The sound of sucking and licking resounded through the hall.

A hand grabbed the hair violently, and pulled the mouth away from the saint's body. The bloody nails scratched the body of the saint quickly.

In the main hall, one hand struggled with one mouth and one hand. But it could not prevent the tragedy from happening, exclaiming, moaning, howling, sucking, one sound, one after another, echoing in the hall.

A blue point of light hovered silently in front of the yellow-black flashing point of light. From time to time, there is a flash of blue light. "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that the divine consciousness of the saint really couldn't devour the insect soul. Instead, he was devoured by the insect soul to such an extent. It seems that my previous research was in the wrong direction. We must re-examine the soul and spirit of the Zerg."

"Hey, hey, old fellow, don't think that you have a high realm, you can figure it out, you think that you are a real saint divine consciousness, and you are just the soul consciousness of divine consciousness like me. You can't figure it out, hahaha". The black light was cold, without a trace of timid sneering.

"Little worm, you're too arrogant, I can't understand it, but I can still suppress you." Snap, a blue light flew out, like a whip hitting the black and yellow points of light. The light of the black and yellow clash stopped.

"For what? for what? for what? for what insect soul can devour the holy soul, and the holy soul can't devour the insect soul, what's the problem?"

It turned out that Fan Yan did not really succeed in winning the house. Instead, his soul was devoured by the insect spirit, and only the spirit remained. It has truly become a half-saint and half-worm divine consciousness.

Fan Yan grabbed a bloody nail hand with one hand, and the mouth bit the skin of the saint mercilessly, making a snoring sound in his mouth, and squirting out a blood bubble from time to time.

The groaning in the hall stopped. The saint lay weakly. His frightened eyes were staring, his lips and cheeks were pale without a trace of blood, his face was shaking, and his mouth was wide open. Her head shook, and she couldn't figure out what she was seeing. What's wrong with the young master Fan Yan, he is fighting, he has been fighting, but who is he fighting against, she is confused, confused, dizzy, fainted in pain. (To be continued......)