Wang Zizi sat on the chair boredly, stroking his white and tender arms from time to time.

When you lower your head, you can only see your knees.

This dress is too thin.

It has been half a day since I came to this cave. From being anxious at the beginning, to being shy and intolerable, to now feeling hopeless, it can be said that I have experienced the ups and downs of life.

She still remembers what the fat steward of the Demon Sect of the Earth Fire Palace said, if you serve the King of Hell well, you will be popular and drink spicy food from now on, and you will no longer have to worry about your life.

Wang Zizi only thought for a moment before agreeing.

She had no choice.

I can only pray to the gods in heaven that the cold and handsome man from the Demon Sect is a normal person.

As the most beautiful woman in the Qingling Sect, Wang Zizi knows what consequences her face and her sinful figure will bring in front of the people of the Demon Sect.

When she lived a peaceful life in the sect, she would fantasize about meeting a wealthy and handsome second-generation immortal.

Now she just wants to survive.

Wang Zizi once obtained a disguised secret treasure, so when the Demon Sect invaded, he was able to escape the fate of being ravaged by relying on his mediocre face after disguise.

It’s just that you can’t hide your figure.

Alas, it’s so sad.

Just when Wang Zizi was melancholy, footsteps suddenly came from outside the cave, and there was also the faint sound of men and women talking, but the woman seemed a little angry, and her voice sounded familiar.

She stood up in a hurry. Although the thin white gauze bra covered her key parts, Wang Zizi still blushed.

When she arrived, the ban on the cave of the White Bone Cave Senior Brother had not been opened, so the fat steward gave her instructions, pushed her in and left.

Now that the real owner has returned, he brings a woman with him, which makes Wang Zizi feel a little uneasy.

Zhang Wuji carelessly carried Han Yurou into his cave. Just as he was about to put the pretty girl down on his shoulders, he heard a soft female voice coming from the main hall of the cave.

"We sincerely welcome the return of the young master."

Hmm?

Zhang Wuji's figure froze.

Han Yurou, who was struggling on his shoulder, also froze.

Look at the woman standing in the center of the main hall, curtsying.

The slender waist, round thighs, and the white flowers are dizzying.

What's more important is that this woman's appearance is really soft and charming. Just one glance makes her bones feel soft.

"Put me down."

Han Yurou's voice became stiff.

Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment and put her down firmly.

Han Yurou stood still, touched her slightly embarrassed face, and then turned around.

"Junior sister Wang?"

"Senior Sister Han?"

The war between women that Zhang Wuji originally thought had not started. The two fairies had the same surprise on their faces. In the blink of an eye, they hugged each other and cried with joy.

"Sister Han, you didn't leave?"

Wang Zizi was so surprised that she forgot about her simple clothes. When she hugged Han Yurou, the white gauze straps were slightly misaligned.

Although Zhang Wuji pretended to be cold, he was actually a young eighteen-year-old boy, and his face turned red immediately due to the graceful scenery.

"Ah!"

Han Yurou noticed her junior sister's embarrassment and immediately took off her coat and put it on Wang Zizi.

Then he turned around and said fiercely to Zhang Wuji: "Don't look blindly!"

"Humph!"

Zhang Wuji stared blankly at Han Yurou who had taken off her coat, and his face turned even redder.

Han Yurou saw that the thief's eyes were like nails on her body, and she couldn't help but lower her head to check. Then she exclaimed, pulled Wang Zizi and ran into her room without looking back.

Phew~

Shura Field.

Red and pink skulls, white bones and flesh, Mani begging to be coaxed.

Zhang Wuji could finally take a breath. He sat down and reached for the tea cup. There were still dry tea leaves in it. He smiled bitterly. After such a twists and turns, Han Yurou, a woman, might not be willing to serve him tea or water.

A small jade plate popped out of the storage ring. When he saw Qingfeng's message, he smiled slightly and did not reply.

He frowned and felt the pain in his body.

The Golden Jade Bone Holy Technique is stronger when it is strong. However, if you practice the bones without practicing the skin, or the outside without practicing the inside, you are just a pure human shield melee output character. In today's situation, except for your own swordsmanship, you have no attack.

Enemy tactics.

This method has not entered into the Demon Sect Tiangang, so it certainly makes sense.

How about learning a magic sword technique?

Zhang Wuji hesitated.

Although Feng Tianbang can bring him extremely pure demonic energy, and he can use the moves of the Taiyi Sword School quite decently, he can still be recognized by those who are well-informed.

In the past two years, I have been immersed in practice and have only fought a handful of times. This aspect has indeed been neglected.

When this half-cycle passes, we must think about this matter.

Is there any swordsmanship worth learning from the Demon Sect?

Zhang Wuji then fell into deep thought.

While he was deep in thought, the two women finished changing their clothes and walked out of the inner room.

Zhang Wuji heard the movement and looked up, his pupils slightly dilated.

Needless to say, Han Yurou, the leader on the right, has a fairy spirit, is dignified and moving.

Wang Zizi, who had changed his clothes on the left hand side, shocked Zhang Wuji even more. He was three parts soft, three parts shy, three parts hot, and the last one was big, which made people have no fighting spirit.

Han Yurou's face suddenly showed a hint of anger.

Thief.

She turned around and glared at Zi Zi, who just didn't dare to look up like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.

"The thief, Junior Sister Wang..."

Snap~

"You!"

Han Yurou's face turned red when her words were interrupted by Zhang Wuji's big hand, and she was about to get angry, but she saw Zhang Wuji's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he raised his big hand again, as if to hit her. She hurriedly shut up, rolled her eyes, and said softly: "

Young Master, you’ve had a hard time going out this time, Yurou will make you a cup of tea.”

Zhang Wuji nodded with satisfaction.

I received a blank look from Han Yurou.

Wang Zizi watched the formerly aloof Senior Sister Han obediently go to make tea. The Demon Sect man's eyes were on her again, with a hint of curiosity on his handsome and tough face.

She suddenly became nervous, walked forward slowly, and said softly: "Thank you, Master, for rescuing me that day. I will keep it in my heart, little lady."

"Have you ever covered your appearance before?"

Wang Zizi nodded timidly.

"Lao Wei sent you here?"

Zhang Wuji continued to ask nonchalantly.

"Yes."

"Sir, I can serve tea and water, and sort out..."

Han Yurou, who was boiling water not far away, had been quietly paying attention to the movements here. Seeing Zhang Wuji reaching out to stop the junior sister's words, she felt anxious and wanted to speak for Zizi, but then she thought about it and endured it.<

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Lao Wei?

Could it be that he hinted at it?

Is this thief someone who loves everyone he meets?

Junior Sister Wang was dressed so coquettishly, hum, really, he didn’t even turn his eyes.

Han Yurou didn't realize that she was jealous.

"Since you're here, just stay. One more of you is not more, and one less of you is not more. Just follow your senior sister."

Wang Zizi was overjoyed and bowed excitedly.

Zhang Wuji looked at her and hesitated to speak, and finally had to look away in embarrassment.

Snap!

Han Yurou placed a smoky teacup in front of Zhang Wuji angrily, and then drew his attention back.
Chapter completed!