Chapter 170 You can line up in a row, in a string!
Sensing that there was something wrong with the purple mist, Duan Changfeng was about to react, but a feeling of heat came from his lower body, and his own aura became even more chaotic.
Looking at the faces of the disciples around him, there was an abnormal flush, and even those with low cultivation levels were moaning and tearing their clothes.
What Ling Xiao dropped into their pit was actually a forced aphrodisiac!
Seeing that the disciples around him had started to make a commotion and unbearably took off each other's clothes, because of Xia Zining, the second in the inner sect, there were no female disciples among the disciples led by Duan Changfeng!
But this...
"mean!"
Suppressing the trembling in his heart, Duan Changfeng looked at Ling Xiao angrily.
Ling Xiao blinked and said, "Oh, you are worthy of being the number one in the inner sect of the Huangji Dao Sect. Senior Brother Duan's cultivation is indeed remarkable. This medicine is a glass aphrodisiac. One drop can make a spirit beast go into heat for a day."
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"Sorry, the dose I gave just now seems to be too much."
Duan Changfeng was shocked. Now his spiritual power was suppressed and could not function to resist the medicine!
"Ouch!"
Several beast-like roars came from around him, and Duan Changfeng's eyes were split open. Dozens of disciples behind him began to caress his shoulders and chest from behind.
What's more, some of them were already lying on his back!
"Wu Feng, I will not let you go...well..."
Duan Changfeng's eyes were stern, and his angry voice was drowned out by the exclamations of all the disciples.
"I'd like to give you a suggestion. You can line up in a line and form a string!"
"Senior Brother Duan, enjoy it, hahaha!"
Ling Xiao laughed loudly and walked away with five disciples.
"You, what are you going to do!"
"If you dare to do this, I will definitely kill you...ah!"
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Behind him, a shrill scream sounded, and Ling Xiao couldn't help but caress his forehead with a sad look on his face.
"Hey, you have to let me take action, why bother!" Ling Xiao sighed lightly.
The five disciples behind him immediately tightened their hips and looked at Ling Xiao with a change of expression.
This is no longer a simple insult and trash talk, but a naked trampling of the other person's dignity underfoot!
The sounds of mournful wailing kept coming from the trees at night. Looking at the blazing fire in the distance, Ling Xiao smiled with satisfaction.
"It seems that Xiao Qingqing's mission has been completed." Ling Xiao said to himself.
The six people quickly returned to the village.
"The chrysanthemums are broken and the ground is covered with wounds. Your smile is prone to turning yellow..."
I saw Jiang Qing humming a little tune and walking to the front of the main hall with a leisurely expression. The two parties looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"Boss, do you think they will be ashamed to death tomorrow?" Jiang Qing took off the Huangji Dao Sect's robe and said leisurely.
"I don't know if I'm ashamed or not. Anyway, tonight will be something they will never forget." Ling Xiao said with a smile.
Ning Wan and Lu Huanxi didn't say anything, but just walked out of the main hall indifferently.
Looking at the little soul on her shoulder, Ning Wan sighed, not knowing what to say, but the scene tonight had a great impact on her young mind.
Lu Huanxi's face remained as usual. She only cared about Ling Xiao and the people around her. As for others, no matter how despicable they were, no matter how despicable they were.
The ordinary night became particularly miserable, with roars coming from both sides from time to time, which gradually dissipated until dawn.
Duan Changfeng struggled to climb out of the pit. At this time, he was in a state of disarray, and there was a strong fishy smell on his body.
"Wu Feng, Blood Spirit Demon Sect, I will not let you go!"
Duan Changfeng's eyes were cracked, and the anger in his eyes had reached its peak.
He will never forget such humiliation in his life.
Everything went as usual in the morning, until in the afternoon, the sound of fighting reaching into the sky had reached the stronghold in the east courtyard.
Seeing the two sects fighting each other as soon as they disagreed, Ling Xiao felt very comfortable.
"As expected of your boss, you only used such a small trick to break the pattern of secret fighting between the two sects." Jiang Qing said.
Looking at the gunpowder smoke and the sky-high firelight ahead, Ling Xiao leisurely drank the drink in his hand.
"Ha, the dead are sometimes more useful than the living, I can use this sentence as well." Ling Xiao sneered.
Except for Ling Xiao, Jiang Qing and Lu Huanxi, none of the other disciples knew that Wu Feng was dead.
The sigils representing Wu Feng's weapons and martial arts were also found in Wu Feng's storage ring.
These things are enough to make Duan Changfeng believe that it was Wu Feng of the Blood Spirit Demon Sect who attacked him last night!
On the Blood Spirit Demon Sect's side, things are even simpler. Most of their disciples have conflicts with the disciples of the Huangji Dao Sect, and there are even quite a lot of contradictions.
Even the slightest clue is enough to make them believe it.
People often ignore the details that confirm the truth because of their own cognition and emotions.
These things were all learned by Ling Xiao from Mu'er. Even though he was not around now, when Ling Xiao saw the rising seven-color fire in his spiritual veins, his heart was still filled with concern.
Perhaps from the moment Mu'er left, Ling Xiao had transformed from that ignorant boy into an unscrupulous demon.
Extremely rapid growth comes with extremely heavy costs.
The battle outside lasted for three days. After discussion, Jiang Qing and Ling Xiao each led a team of troops and rushed to the two sects' base camps.
Looking at Duan Changfeng who was still injured, Ling Xiao finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
This sentence seemed to hit Duan Changfeng's back and made him unbearable to look back on that night. The anger in his body instantly surged tenfold!
"Xiao Ling, you are looking for death!"
With an angry scolding, he swung his long sword, and the blade came straight towards Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao chuckled, and with a flash of black light, Xuan Que fell into the air, directly blocking his attack.
After three days of fighting, Duan Changfeng's spiritual power had not fully recovered, and his injuries were even more serious. After just one swing of the knife, his body was already unable to hold up.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Senior Brother Duan, why are you so weak? Could it be that you overindulged in sex that night and haven't recovered yet?"
Ling Xiao's joking words caused a burst of laughter from the disciples around him. Seeing Ling Xiao's face that was adding insult to injury, Duan Changfeng clenched his hands tightly and took up the long knife again and rushed towards Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao's expression changed, his eyes were as cold as stars, and he stopped talking nonsense to him. Xuan Que rose from the ground, and the overwhelming sword power came down violently. With just one sword, Duan Changfeng was knocked over.
boom!
Stepping on his chest, Ling Xiao waved coldly as he looked at the injured Huangji Dao Sect disciple in front of him.
"kill!"
As soon as the word was spoken, the disciples from the east courtyard behind became so energetic that they transformed into beasts and charged crazily towards the camp in front. For a while, the sounds of fighting and shouting could be heard endlessly.
Listening to the noisy noise in his ears, Ling Xiao looked indifferent. Faced with these uncertain factors, he would never hold back!
Listening to the screams and roars of the disciples around him, Duan Changfeng's eyes were torn apart, his hands were tightly clenched into the ground, and his chest was heaving violently.
"Uh, ah!"
With a strange cry, he tried to struggle to get up, but found that he was unable to do so.
"Despicable! Villain! If I hadn't fought with the Blood Spirit Demon Sect for a long time, how could you have subdued me!"
Duan Changfeng roared with all his strength, and his eyes were now filled with blood.
Seeing his angry look, Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh, and immediately, a blood-red sword appeared in his hand.
Duan Changfeng's eyes were cracked, and his voice was extremely horrifying, "Blood, Blood Spirit Sword, how could you..."
"Senior Brother Duan, do you still remember my appearance?"
After Ling Xiao said that, he covered half of his face with his clothes. Duan Changfeng would never forget that joking look in his eyes!