In the underground palace.

The aura of Chu Sanxing sensed was getting closer and closer, and Bo Yuemei became more and more ruthless in her actions.

Finally, he forced himself to break through the pile of mechanisms and stood in the hall full of night pearls. Looking at the sword-holding humans walking out of the darkness, he couldn't help but frown.

He could be sure that these should be the missing swordsmen, but at this time their eyes were unconscious and looked like dolls without thoughts.

Bo Yuemei remembered the news she received before.

He raised his hand, put away the folding fan in his hand, and grabbed a sword casually. The sword turned horizontally, and he turned around to fight the group of swordsmen.

In the blink of an eye, Bo Yuemei had used more than a dozen moves. Her moves were ordinary sword moves, but their moves contained awesome swordsman's intent that ordinary swordsmen might not be able to practice in their entire lives.

He was deliberately seducing to see if he could lure the monster out.

Although I don't know why, the big monster obviously has a special liking for the swordsman.

After nearly fifty-year-old tricks, Bo Yuemei picked up a sword, swept away the surrounding enemies, and swept out a sword energy like moonlight with her wrist.

Wherever the sword energy passes, frost spreads, and the temperature in the entire palace drops.

Bo Yuemei suddenly heard a giggle.

Seeing that the moonlight was about to come to the group of swordsmen, a thick gray mist suddenly surged out of the palace, swallowing the moonlight.

A charming and gentle voice sounded: "Your swordsmanship is good."

Finally here.

Bo Yuemei shook the long sword and shook off the frost stained on the sword, and the light flowed in her strange eyes.

The bright red figure appeared in the gray fog, and the voice was a little tempting: "Your swordsmanship is so good, I... I am very happy."

"Hide your head and reveal your tail."

Bo Yuemei stuttered, and the folding fan returned to her hand. She waved her squirting, and a strong wind blew from the palace. The gray mist dissipated irresistibly in the strong wind condensed by the spiritual energy.

A bright red figure was exposed. Before anyone could see clearly, the figure flashed and appeared behind Bo Yuemei in an instant.

"Is the young master here to kill me?"

Bo Yuemei turned the sword in her hand and stabbed behind her.

The fingers painted with bright red elixir gently pinched the tip of the sword, and the voice was sad: "I don't know what I did wrong. The young master is going to treat me like this?"

Bo Yuemei looked over and saw that there was a ball of white mist on the monster's face, and she couldn't see clearly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly withdrew his sword and chuckled: "Is it interesting to use people to control human feelings?"

The monster paused and then laughed, "There is not so much difference between love and desire. Love can produce desire, and desire can also produce love. What's wrong with my actions?"

The monster sighed and continued, "There are so many foolish men and women in the world. I am just sympathetic to them and help them."

The so-called love for water is not about making the takers fall in love with the person they see at first, but rather arousing the takers' desires. It is a spring medicine that acts on the mind.

When the user wakes up, he will think about it whenever he sees the individual. The idea is so strong that ordinary people cannot resist it. Basically, he will attack the people around him as soon as he wakes up. Once he combines with the other party, the second effect of love water takes effect, and the user will be unable to live without the person he has slept with.

Regardless of the performance of men and women or Taoist priests...

All have explained the problem.

Bo Yuemei's voice was faint: "Desire should be based on love, not as the basis of love."

The monster laughed, "Young Master must have never loved anyone, nor have you ever been happy with others. It's better... I teach you the young master by myself-"

A sword stabbed into the monster's face. The monster's words paused for a moment, and then laughed, "Young Master, you can't kill me."

Bo Yuemei doesn't comment.

This monster has a great evil karma. I'm afraid it has killed many people. Its cultivation level is not low, but it has not been a thousand years, so it will not pose any threat to him, but its body seems a bit strange.

It's like there is no entity.

Or maybe what is here is not the true body of the monster, but just a demonic aura.

He had sensed Chu Sanxing's position and had no interest for a moment. He crossed the long sword in his hand, and was about to cut open the monster's body and eliminate the monster's aura, but he heard the monster's voice again-

"Speaking of this, the young master seems to have a familiar smell... Can you know a Taoist lord with a red eyebrows?"

Bo Yuemei's sword paused for a moment.

"Young Master really knows her?"

The red figure seemed to have become much more real and also appeared in front of Bo Yuemei.

It was wearing a red feathered dress and its temples were also covered with magpies.

But its face is blurry, as if it has facial features, but it is a little difficult to see clearly.

If you look closely, you will find that the face is sometimes a man and sometimes a woman, but no matter which face is, it is resentful.

In the end, the face was frozen and suddenly it turned out to be exactly the same as Tang Jin.

But there is no such evil spirit between the eyebrows and eyes, and the expression on his face is something Bo Yuemei has never seen before. Sometimes she is shy and sometimes she is resentful.

The monster sighed: "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world..."

It seemed to be recalling something. After a while, it bent close to Bo Yuemei, and its voice brought a little gentleness that it had not been before: "Since the young master knows her, I'll ask the young master to ask her for help."

"Just say that Xiao Yao Yuhua, who had been favored by her rain and dew three hundred years ago, said hello to her..."

The huge spiritual energy gushed out from the tip of the sword like a water collapse dam, instantly annihilated the incarnation of the demonic energy.

The palace was silent for a moment, and the room was filled with frost.

Bo Yuemei sneered and turned to find Chu Sanxing.

Chu Sanxing's situation was better than he thought.

It's much better.

Chu Sanxing, who was grabbing a roasted suckling pig and was having fun eating, almost choking when he saw him. He quickly patted his chest and then straightened his anger.

Bo Yuemei's cold expression made Chu Sanxing feel chilled.

He put down the roasted suckling pig in his hand, stood up from the floor covered with velvet blankets, lowered the fur coat on his body, and then put the scabbard inlaid with gems, showing a simple smile, "Shi, uncle."

Bo Yuemei turned her head and left.

Chu Sanxing quickly followed.

At some point, the group of iron dolls suddenly stopped, or they lost their instructions, so Lin Shixiu also easily entered the Love Village.

When they left the underground palace, Lin Shixiu had already arrived at the lotus pond.

At this time, she was standing next to Tang Jin who was sleeping soundly, holding two paper men to himself.

Seeing the two of them flying out of the lotus pond, Lin Shixiu was happy and quickly reported: "Uncle Master, I checked the news about this monster nearby, but I couldn't find it. It didn't look like a local monster. No wonder it was so polite..."

Bo Yuemei's voice was sarcastic: "No need to check it, someone knows it clearly."

He walked to the stinky Taoist priest who was sleeping and lifted her quilt.

Suddenly, the cold wind blew, and the temperature around his body suddenly dropped. If an ordinary person was, he would always react, but he was a living dead person. He didn't feel anything and he was still sleeping soundly.

Bo Yuemei smiled angry and shook her sleeves and left.

Chu Sanxing and Lin Shixiu looked at Bo Yuemei's angry back and looked at each other.

"What's wrong with your uncle?"

"I don't know, I seem to be in a good mood before the action."

"Well, does this mean that we have to bear people again?"

Lin Shixiu sorted out her clothes and ran away: "I'll leave it to you-"

"Hey-I've just been rescued!" Chu Sanxing sighed, and after a while, he went over and carried the person with a honest heart.

But he put the person down again as soon as he carried him on his back.

He ran away, "Uncle Master! Your husband molested me-"

The effect of loving water is still there. Tang Jin hasn't slept with anyone and hasn't fallen in love with anyone. Naturally, he wants to touch someone when he meets someone.
Chapter completed!