The Harem Rescue Project

Lin Qianshuang automatically filtered the malicious inquisitive gaze, and a few wisps of magic burst out of her hand to search for the trace of Lin Jin.

On that day, she let Lin Jin eat his own evil results, and he should have a grudge against her, coupled with this person's unclear motives, he was a dangerous person.

The perceptual range of spiritual consciousness gradually shrank near Mu Weiyin, and Lin Jin was disguised as an **** guard among the group of demon beauties.

As soon as Lin Qianshuang retracted her spiritual sense, she caught Mu Weiyin's cold gaze. She seemed to have a few conversations with Lin Jin beside her, and she suddenly looked at her with her hands in her hands, her expression unpredictable.

She pressed her lips slightly, and Mu Weiyin had always complained about her being too close to Demon Xiu. This time she was disappointed in her as well as she expected.

But what does it matter? She has a mission to protect the security of the target, but there is no need to deliberately cater to and fully accept the other's ideas and ideas.

"I received the news that the original Tianshu master died in the Tianshu building. The house is filled with the magical breath you left behind. The spectrum of the gods is also missing. Is it now in your hands?"

Mu Weiyin said, his face turned to her slightly coldly, and his eyes were disappointed and indifferent, "Sister Qianyu, you have been given some Ecstasy by this nine-tailed fox. I believe this is your idea. For so many years, I have asked you the purpose of coming to Tianshu Tower, and you have been tight-lipped to me. From the beginning, you were lurking in Tianshu Tower on the orders of the Demon Emperor?"

Lin Qianshuang's face was startled, and he immediately said: "The original poster was harmed by Yanyuezhai's Gu poison technique. When he is dying, please ask me to pass on the legend of the army to you. You must not listen to what others said. Take a look at Lin Jin next to you. The poster said he was from Yanyuezhai."

Mu Weiyin chuckled softly and said slightly jealous: "You said so much, why don't you explain what is going on with you and the nine-tailed fox sitting on it? Why do all the monsters here say, You are a seduce Fox Meizi, who stalked the Nine-Tailed Demon King, and even recommended the Pillow King to bow. Now the pheasant has become a phoenix, and the villain is determined. If you didn't take the magic weapon to please that one Fox, with your demon cultivator status and this appearance that is not outstanding among the monster race, how can you please her."

Lin Qianshuang said: "I came to Tianshu Tower and said that I have secrets that are hard to tell. What you said is indeed something that happened to me, but it only belongs to the past. I don't care about other people's opinions and discussions. , I just want to ask you, we have been together for so many years, I said I am not the person sent by the Demon Emperor, do you believe me?"

Mu Weiyin remained silent, but his eyes fell on her face.

Suspicion, once planted in the heart, will only take root deeper and deeper.

Lin Qianshuang looked at Mu Weiyin's face and knew the answer. The ups and downs that she had experienced together with her finally could not bear the sordid scars left by the past.

She said with a wry smile: "If I were you, I wouldn't believe it either. I don't have any plans, but I also feel guilty. I can't tell why I did that, why I chose to be with her. I borrowed it. You can also regard me as a person who robbed me of a body and life. Whether it’s you or her, my purpose of approaching is really not pure. The unprovoked kindness in this world will make people suspicious. You don’t believe me, I Forgive you. If you hate my rejection, I also want to tell you, whether I like you or not, there will be no possibility between us."

Lin Qianshuang looked at Mu Weiyin with a gentle smile, "I am a person who came here five hundred years later. It is only after knowing the result that I will protect you, because you have helped me and it is also the most important thing in my mission. One of the people."

For them, she was an accident that broke into life briefly. For her, it was a sudden disaster from heaven, and she could not refuse to accept it.

Mu Weiyin looked at her and said, "How can such ridiculous words convince people, Mu Qianyu, don't you bother to make up some words to perfuse me?"

Suddenly, Lin Qianshuang's disclosure angered Heavenly Dao, and the dark purple sky thunder was surging in the sky, seeming to warn her. After her words, the wind was sunny again, and the blue sky was washed away.

Mu Weiyin has excellent talents, and her five senses are always higher than that of a monk of the same level. She easily caught the strange changes in the horizon, and the expression on her face was also a bit surprised.

The ancient books in the library record the formation and evolution of various types of thunder tribulations, and explain the complex rules of heaven and earth. The thunder tribulation is a trial of life and death when each monk advances to the ranks. As the realm of cultivation improves, There will be multiple thunder tribulations. The thunderclouds appearing on this horizon seem to be thunder tribulations, but no one in this world has a cultivation base that can reach the level of one hundred thunderfalls. It is more like offending the rules of heaven and earth, which leads to the correction of cause and effect. , To obliterate the natural punishment that does not exist in the world.

Mu Weiyin's cultivation was not enough to spy on the message of Heaven's Dao, but she was shocked by the sudden appearance of Heaven's Punishment in her heart.

How could it happen that when Mu Qianyu was speaking, Heaven's Punishment appeared. Is it true that she is from the world five hundred years from now, as she said?

Lin Qianshuang was hugged by Xuan Luoqin. She glanced uncomfortably at the demon emperor who was watching the dancing girl dancing, looked at Mu Weiyin, and said, "I can give you the score of the gods, but now is not the time. Someone behind this is secretly operating to reap the benefits of the fisherman. You must not listen to Lin Jin's rumors. The orders and instructions this time have been fabricated."

The vision of the sky descending can only show that the identity of the woman in front of her is special and mysterious, but it can't get rid of her charge of killing Tianshu.

Although the landlord Tianshu has a cruel method and a strange sword-making habit, he has taught her what he has learned throughout his life. Although his character is poor and murderous, he can be regarded as her mentor.

Mu Weiyin has always distinguished between public and private, and she did not move her mouth when she recognized the facts she believed. More than a hundred disciples who found the host’s body in the Tianshu Building would not lie, Mu Qianyu’s breath remained in the host’s dead room, and she was the last person to see before the host died, even if the person was really not killed by her. , She is most suspicious.

What's more, she had long since found out that Mu Qianyu's original identity was a large tribute given to the Demon Emperor by the Demon Realm. People with such an identity were sold to the Tianshu Tower in the black market, and it didn't make sense.

When I first saw her, she was still faltering about her past experience....

Mu Weiyin thought, with Mu Qianyu's nature, she could not kill the Tianshu poster, only the Demon King had the greatest possibility.

She concealed it like this, it should be the Demon Emperor intimidating her, or she had already indulged in Gentle Country, and her nature had lost.

Mu Weiyin looked at the unparalleled demon emperor with cold eyes, holding a poisoned silver needle in his hand under his sleeve. Although she could not kill this immortal fox demon, she hurt her seriously. Obediently go back to the fox's cave and practice for thousands of years. It is still a little sure.

"The clan... the clan chief, someone came to report that two corpses of the demon clan were found outside the mansion, both of them were pierced by true energy, and their faces were unclear. They died for a long time. Someone may be mixed in."

A guard suddenly reported in front of the Feng Yu Patriarch.

When Patriarch Feng Yu heard this, his old face suddenly smiled, and he stroked his long beard happily, and said to Master Feng Yu next to him: "My son, these beautiful girls are all prepared for you, so there should be You handle it."

Young Master Feng Yu has always taken no pity for beauty. He lost his mother when he was young, and the group of concubines raised in the mansion who hated the patriarch when he was young, always deliberately summoned them to dance. Cut off the head of the bird clan Ji concubine, and then let the men and women who were trembling with fright compose poems and tunes with the bird's head turned into a prototype. If anyone does not agree with him, then he scratched the bird monsters. Xin, then thrown into the boiling water in the cauldron to force the group of concubines to share food.

Patriarch Feng Yu knew about it, but loved to watch the brutal behavior of Young Master Feng Yu. After he forcibly occupied some of the beautiful girls and boys of the bird race, he threw it to his son when he was tired of playing, watching those bird races panic and aggrieved with great interest. , Make fun of it.

Looking at the information that popped up suddenly, Lin Qianshuang cursed silently, two perverts, worthy of the father and son.

Young Master Feng Yu glanced lightly at the group of monsters who seemed to know that something was wrong and everyone was in danger, then drank a sip of tea, and leisurely determined the fate of the group of beauties from various monsters as chess pieces. People of the clan should be able to dance the sacrificial dance that the demon king danced at the festival. The phoenix returns to the nest. If there are assassins mixed in, and the cuckoo bird died, then you use the cuckoo bird as the title and use the sacrificial dance Use the toe as a pen to draw a picture of a cuckoo crying blood."

Chief Feng Yu flattered and flattered towards the demon emperor sitting above: "The demon emperor came to my Feng Yu clan's festival. Assassin matters are of great importance. I would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let go of a demon. All demon clan regards a demon as a demon. The emperor is proud to be a demon who will not return the phoenix to its nest. You must not belong to my demon clan."

Xuanluo raised her eyebrows. She heard that the Fengyu clan's patriarch hated the Fengyu clan for a long time. If he hadn't done much in suppressing the Nanhai Shakers, she would have eradicated the father and son. She would need an opportunity to deduct the charges and take the Sharks back. Kill these two demons.

This group of demons sent from various demonic races probably won't survive.

Xuan Luo Qing's red eyes glanced at the beauties sent by the group of demons. The sacrificial dance is intricate, and a good step is already very human. How can any demonic tribe in this world be able to draw a picture of flowers and birds in the pace of the sacrificial dance , But also in line with the artistic conception of cuckoo cuckoo blood.

But this is also good.

Xuan Luoqing grabbed the little demon next to her in his arms. If you guessed it correctly, there must be an acquaintance of this little demon cultivator in the group of little monsters, otherwise she would not be distracted, her eyes kept looking at the group of monsters.

She smelled it carefully and found the scent of human cultivation left on Ye Linglong's body.

Xuan Luo narrowed his red eyes and leaned lazily on the chair. This was just the right way to get rid of the person who threatened her relationship with Little Moxiu. Anyway, this was within the limits of the demon realm. Can't escape.

Lin Qianshuang became a little nervous looking at the little demons who were dragged down to cut the inner alchemy on the spot.

This is a one-way killing without changing the soup and the medicine. Patriarch Feng Yu deliberately proposed an alternative "program" to please the Demon Emperor.

Lin Qianshuang knew very well that there were many fellows hidden in it, and everyone must have received the task this time.

The four demon races turned into their original animal forms and were cut out of the golden core. The demon races behind had already been shivering and trembling waiting for their death. It didn't take long for Mu Weiyin.

Much of what they learned in the past four years was to deal with the demon clan. The seemingly simple piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they all contain something in common, that is the style content that the demon king likes.

Lin Qianshuang once speculated that Tianshu's original purpose for Yuzhu's earliest purpose was probably to send them to the side of the Demon Emperor, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of Fengyu Clan.

But this phoenix was still in the nest, and he had jumped countless times early, and he could recall the steps he jumped with his eyes closed.

Lin Qianshuang believes that Mu Weiyin can fully perform the sacrificial dance again. Her only concern is that this dance will take only a few steps at most, and it is impossible to draw a picture of a cuckoo weeping blood.

"His Royal Highness, isn't it too boring to have this sacrificial dance alone? The subordinates are willing to dance with the sound of the piano, just as to ease the mood of these nervous little demons. I wonder if your highness would like to listen to the subordinates to play a song. "

Mu Weiyin watched Lin Qianshuang suddenly snatched a violinist’s violin, half kneeling in front of Xuan Luoqing, her eyebrows drooping softly, when she raised her eyes, she looked into the nine-tailed fox demon’s eyes. The special feelings seem to recall some things in the past.

Xuan Luoqing seemed to be pleased, and said, "It's rare that you have this heart. The juniors underneath are terrified. If you can comfort them with the sound of the piano, if God knows it, it's a piece of merit."

Lin Qianshuang thanked him, sat aside, put the piano on the piano table, looked at Mu Weiyin, twisted his fingers and tried the last sound.

The sacrificial dance is within a thousand steps at most. If you want to draw a delicate picture, there is one way, that is, she injects the magic energy into the piano sound, and uses the sound wind to help Mu Weiyin draw together. The tacit understanding between the two is particularly important. .

Do you still believe me?

Lin Qianshuang's eyes looked straight at Mu Weiyin. Now her identity has not yet been revealed, the shark beads have not yet appeared, and the only way left is the teleportation formation that can accommodate dozens of people has not yet been set up. If they fail, they have to fight hard.

"Isn't it okay to hide under the shelter of that fox?"

Mu Weiyin looked at Lin Qianshuang and said indifferently, seemingly a little uncomfortable.

Lin Qianshuang said, "You can't do it without me."

Her faint smile made her inexplicable heartbeat skip a beat.

Mu Weiyin blushed, suddenly a little annoyed, why she is so weak, I thought she was strong enough, but today she is protected by her.