The Secret Realm of Demon Abyss, the Flame Palace.
Nearly a thousand people from the Demon Emperor Fireworks have been relieved recently. I heard that the Fireworks were picking up a handsome man when they were hunting.
For this man, Fireworks have not left the room for several days.
The heads of the face felt fortunate that with the new favorite of the Fireworks, they would not catch them every day to practice dual cultivation. Their cultivation level is far less than that of the Fireworks. In the long run, there will be only one end, that is, the exhaustion of essence.
At the same time, they felt sympathy for the man they were picked up. It was already very miserable to be thrown into the secret realm, but then they were picked up by fireworks. It was really a matter of heaven to destroy him.
At this moment, Fire Fire was wearing a thin red skirt and lying on his side beside a man in white clothes.
The man's eyes were closed and his brows were tightened, as if he was in a nightmare. Shi Buchang murmured "Senior" a few times.
Firefire brushed his forehead and nose with interest, and touched his soft lips, saying, "Although he is a Buddhist practitioner, he is not slandered, which means that the world is not over."
A black-clothed demon envoy next to him lowered his head and looked squinting: "Emperor, what are you going to deal with this Buddhist practice? He is not an ordinary Buddhist practice. He is a Vajra. He is not awake yet, and he can still trap him.
Here, when he wakes up... when this news spreads, we will become the target of public criticism."
Fireworks are the only woman among the six demon emperors, and her cultivation level is not among the best among the six people. If she secretly hides a thrown in Vajra, it will be equivalent to being an enemy of the demons.
The fingers of the fireworks lingered in Mu Fusheng's chest and said lazily: "I am thinking about what Wuji has been doing to the seal these days. No wonder, who doesn't want such a top-notch one."
"The Emperor means..." the devil envoy hesitated.
Lie Firefow turned over and sat on Mu Fusheng's waist. She raised her neck and spit out a blue essence from her mouth after a while.
When the devil was shocked, he quickly stopped him and said, "Emperor, no, this is the essence that you have only sucked by 9981 demon kings. You can block a fatal blow for you at a critical moment.
How can it be..."
However, the fireworks did not stop the movements in her hands. She spit out the essence from her mouth, then pinched Mu Fusheng's mouth and let him swallow it.
"He cannot be a Buddhist practitioner. Isn't it enough to disguise him as a Buddha demon?" Firefight said proudly.
Unexpectedly, a circle of dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from Mu Fusheng's body. The flames could not dodge in time, so he was forced to get hit and half kneeled aside. The demon envoy next to him was directly knocked to the wall by the golden light.
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The fireworks were shocked, how could it be? Just a Vajra, how could it be able to suppress the essence she refined?
She gritted her teeth, and without saying a word, she immediately spit out another essence from her mouth, formed seals with her hands, and directly hit Mu Fusheng again.
The essence was blocked by the golden light, and the flames continued to push forward with the golden light in both hands, and fine beads of sweat emerged from their foreheads.
Finally, after spending all his might, the fireworks finally successfully penetrated the second essence into Mu Fusheng's body, and the golden light around Mu Fusheng was gradually suppressed back.
At this time, the entire bedroom had already become ruins, and the demon envoy had fallen aside and was unconscious.
Firefire frowned and walked to Mu Fusheng's side, squatted down, she raised Mu Fusheng's chin and announced: "I have spent two essences of this emperor, no matter how you are the king of heaven, you can only be my emperor in the future.
people."
Her hands spread out her five fingers and placed them on Mu Fusheng's head.
"Since this emperor has picked you up, you only need to remember the happy time with this emperor in the future. Don't mention the past."
As the fireworks moved, Mu Fusheng frowned and his eyelashes trembled, as if he was struggling to wake up.
However, under the influence of the hideous and powerful cultivation of the fireworks, Mu Fusheng finally fell to the ground like he was exhausted. Only a drop of crystal tears falling from the corners of his eyes could prove his unwillingness and pain.
"Senior..." A long and infatuated murmur, Mu Fusheng could no longer hold on and fell into a coma.