The Harem Rescue Project

Chapter 40: Throne of the Demon King 6

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This voice... is the sword spirit of Zixiaojian talking to her

Lin Qianshuang's eyes flashed a little thought, she grabbed the thumb out of the stone statue, turned over and sat firmly on the fist of the stone palm, and said easily: "The destined person? The instrument of knowledge should not read the same word of fate. I will wake you up to show that we have fate. Since there is fate, why do you wait for a destined person who may not be able to wait, instead of choosing me?"

The Zixiao Sword flew out a spiritual light and surrounded Lin Qianshuang's body, as if to examine her cultivation. After the surrounding light disappeared, the voice of the sword spirit came out angrily.

"Yellow-haired girl, even a demon baby like you, who is made of elixir and magic pills, dares to come to Xiaoxiang Benxian. I don't know how many male cultivators you seduced to obtain such a cultivation. What this immortal hates the most is the crooked way of your delusional demon who wants to reach the sky in one step. Zixiao is upright, how can he be willing to be used by a shameless demon who poisons all living beings! This immortal does not know why you can break through the barrier and come here, you can't even think about it Get any benefit from Ben Immortal!"

This sword also has cultivation discrimination and sexism

Why does a magic cultivator have to poison living beings

Why does a female cultivator with a high level of cultivation have to seduce male cultivators to obtain such a cultivation level

Lin Qianshuang felt that the logical thinking of this sword was unbelievable. In modern people's terms, if this sword was a man, it must be a proper straight male cancer.

This Purple Heaven Sword is as annoying as its owner.

Lin Qianshuang clicked his tongue and said with a sneer, "As expected of an ancient sword from the Great Desolate era, a stubborn antique, how can right and wrong be divided like this, is it possible that apart from the way of self-cultivation by human beings, it is wrong for all living beings to cultivate? The purpose of cultivating is not all to ascend to immortals and become gods. There are so many ways of cultivation in this world. You don’t care which way others go. what's important."

Zixiao Jianling said sharply: "Bold magic cultivator, nonsense, this immortal didn't use sword energy to hurt you because you are a woman, if you say more, this immortal will expel you. "

Lin Qianshuang patted the ash on his body and got up, and said indifferently, "Isn't it just a broken sword? You think I really miss you. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't even bother to look at you."

The sword body was kicked a few times again.

The peerless divine soldier revered and longed for by the swordsmen in the world, the sword head of the ancient divine sword Zixiao was kicked around like a piece of iron.

If it weren't for the fact that the female demon cultivator was pleasing to the eye and fit the eye, Zixiao Jianling would have cut the girl in half with sword energy.

However, this is the first time that the Zixiao Sword Spirit has seen a cultivator with such a stubborn tone. Ordinary cultivators are respectful and respectful when they see it, and ask it to come out and use it for them, but this female demon cultivator in front of her is really a cultivator. It's a strange thing, not only punching and kicking (?) at him, but also defiantly contradicting it, which is really unheard of.

Lin Qianshuang turned into a ball of demonic energy and fell to the ground. Suddenly she thought of something and climbed up again.

Seeing Lin Qianshuang turning back and appearing in front of it, Zixiao Sword Spirit couldn't help but snorted proudly in her heart, stupid woman, did she apologize to it this time, if she said a few more good words, maybe, It can teach her some wonderful exercises that have been lost.

"Senior, I've thought about it, you don't look tall without a scabbard. As an ancient sword, you should have a scabbard that is comparable to that of the sword."

Lin Qianshuang looked at the shape of the Zixiao Divine Sword with admiration on her face, and there seemed to be stars in her azure blue eyes. The excellent material for the scabbard, why not let the junior try it? It just happens to atone for the disrespect of the junior."

Zixiao Sword Spirit's admiration for Lin Qianshuang is very useful, and he is very proud of it. Look, the monk who insulted it just now is not obedient enough to flatter it, and a woman is hypocritical.

The Ancient Divine Sword can only admit one scabbard in his life, and he cannot repent.

Although Zixiao Sword Spirit was complacent, it was not overwhelmed by Lin Qianshuang's flattery. He cautiously said, "What material do you want to use to cast this fairy's scabbard?"

Lin Qianshuang took a piece of titanium alloy out of the jade slip, and the strange stone that did not belong to this world and shone with the unique silver luster of rare metals immediately attracted the attention of the Zixiao Sword Spirit.

"What kind of spirit stone is this, this immortal has never seen it before. This kind of material is extraordinary, and it is just right for this immortal's scabbard."

The sword light formed by the Zixiao Sword couldn't put it down so much that it flew around beside a piece of titanium alloy.

The titanium alloy given by the system is really powerful, and Zixiao Sword Spirit likes it so much that it is marked with the scabbard mark just by fooling around.

[Host, Miao Zan Miao Zan, I also added some other materials to this titanium alloy, which is four pounds heavier than normal. Hehehe, I guarantee that Liang Jingxuan, a thin bamboo pole, can't even lift his waist after getting the sword.]

Lin Qianshuang praised the system a few words, and responded, "It's very good, the ancient sword has always been sheathed without leaving the body of the sword, and the body of the sword will see blood, enough for Liang Jingxuan to be busy."

She patted the hilt of the Zixiao Sword. At this time, it was time to forge the shape of the scabbard.

Lin Qianshuang rubbed his chin and thought for a while, and said solemnly, "The paint color of this scabbard should match the cheap death Barbie powder. That coquettish color is more in line with the aesthetics of straight men with cancer."

As soon as the words fell, the piece of metal turned into the shape of a scabbard, painted with a very girlish pink.

Lin Qianshuang raised the corners of his mouth slightly with disgust, and continued: "I watched Balala Little Demon Fairy when I was a child, and the little wings on the magic wand are not bad, they look agile and lively, and there is the pentagram that saves the world, that is The evolved cute master is an excellent standard, um... I think the engraving on the sword body can be Peppa Pig, and countless Peppa pigs are engraved on it, which can not only conquer the earth, but also the universe. already."

The system defaulted to Lin Qianshuang's design, and the narrow and long scabbard floating in the air instantly had two small snow-white wings and a pentagram inlaid in the center. Peppa Pig's engravings ran along the scabbard. Stretching up, he dominated the entire sheath in an instant.

Lin Qianshuang looked at the pink scabbard weighing 34 pounds with satisfaction. She imagined that Liang Jingxuan was panting and bent over to carry this coquettish scabbard, and she almost burst into tears with laughter.

The pink scabbard wraps the majestic Zixiao Sword and completely integrates it.

Zixiao Sword Spirit seems to be stunned by its grotesque and uninhibited scabbard. It has never seen such an eccentric scabbard shape before.

After all, this is a scabbard that will accompany you forever and ever. It has never seen or appreciated such a bright pink color.

The Zixiao Sword Spirit asked Lin Qianshuang, "Mo Xiu, are you kidding Ben Immortal? Why does this scabbard look so weird?"

Lin Qianshuang held back her smile, her face full of seriousness, and she said in a patient and serious tone when describing design concepts to clients on weekdays: "Senior, you are so ignorant, the pattern on the scabbard has disappeared in this world. The auspicious thing, the sheath surface is pink, which is similar to the color of the kangaroo in the rumored Guanghan Tianchi, which is noble and unconventional. Ordinary people often say that feathers become immortals, and the wings on both sides represent this, and when they move with the wind, the wings are like The phoenix rushes straight into the sky, and your golden and purple sword is surrounded by a beautiful image of auspicious dragon and phoenix. Then look at the inlaid object in the middle is the Emperor Ziwei star, located in the middle of the sheath, and it has the majesty of a king. The majesty is on full display.”

When Zixiao Jianling heard Lin Qianshuang's explanation, although he felt that the scabbard was inappropriate, he couldn't find any fault, and he was at a loss for words.

It carefully chewed Lin Qianshuang's words, but somehow felt that there was some truth to it, and the scabbard was a bit pleasing to the eye.

"Senior, someone is still waiting for me outside, so I won't bother you. I made this scabbard exclusively for you. You can't tell anyone else."

Lin Qianshuang bowed respectfully towards Zi Xiaojian, her curved eyes were clear and moving.

She Li Wu smiled and said, "I wish you an early date to find your destined person and get out of the control of the prison sword formation."

Lin Qianshuang silently added, "It's better for Liang Jingxuan to find him sooner. She is looking forward to his appearance when he is wearing a sword, and it must be extraordinarily... um, charming."

A wisp of demonic energy flew out from the big hole in the ground, and the might of Nascent Soul's demonic energy was so frightened that all the monsters in a radius of dozens of miles trembled and fled.

Lin Qianshuang stood with her sleeves flying. She waved her sleeves lightly, releasing a very strong magic energy. The surrounding sand and dust gathered together to form a huge vortex and poured into the place where the Zixiao Sword was. Everything was reburied and turned to the ground.

"Shuangshuang, why did it take you so long to come out? I'm so worried about you."

Lin Qianshuang turned around and Bai Wan stood not far from her, with a slightly haggard expression on her face, as if she had been waiting for a long time in anxiety.

Seeing that Lin Qianshuang was intact, Bai Wan walked towards her and hugged her tightly in her arms the next second.

The strength of the hands on Lin Qianshuang's waist seemed to strangle her waist.

"Xiao Wan, why are you working so hard? Are you trying to kill me? My waist is about to break."

Lin Qianshuang pushed Bai Wan away, covering her waist and looking at her sadly.

"Shuangshuang, let me knead it for you."

With worry in Bai Wan's eyes, she touched Lin Qianshuang's waist with her hands. .

Lin Qianshuang is very sensitive to physical contact and is also very ticklish. She wanted to refuse Bai Wan's massage, but just as she was about to say it, she was blocked by Bai Wan's aggrieved expression, so she had to give up.

The fingertips on the waist were unknowingly hot and hot, sticking to the skin through the clothes. I don't know if it was her illusion. The heart rate of the person behind seemed to be beating fast, and the breathing was not consciously increasing.

Lin Qianshuang felt that the temperature around her was rising, she felt a little uncomfortable, and she wondered if it was because she was too sensitive to have this strange feeling of temperature rising.

An itchy spot on the waist was pressed several times.

Lin Qianshuang's breathing was stagnant, and when she touched the sensitive waist acupoint, her tear ducts got a little out of control, and she subconsciously grabbed the hand that was moving around.

Bai Wan looked at Lin Qianshuang with a puzzled face, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, is my strength too heavy?"

Lin Qianshuang blushed with shame, she couldn't tell Bai Wan, it was just such an ordinary waist massage, she felt stimulated by the touch of her waist.

In the real world, more than one person thinks that she is too cold, and she is not interested in the explosive visual images, which is as tasteless as drinking boiled water.

Why is her body so sensitive and emotional here

Whether it was facing Han Shengyao or Bai Wan in front of her.

Bai Wan looked at her with a bewildered expression, while she was panicked, which seemed a little embarrassing.

Lin Qianshuang hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Xiao Wan, didn't you tell me, when I pass the last layer of thunder calamity, you will tell me your real name. If I still use a false name for you, it is not enough. I mean."

"I thought what was going on, so you were going to ask my name."

There was a smile on Bai Wan's face, her eyes were full of doting, she pinched Lin Qianshuang's face, and said, "Xuanluowan, this is my real name, you have to remember it, don't make a mistake. ."

Xuanluo Wan, this name is very familiar, seems to have heard it somewhere.

In, I seem to have seen this name, but it seems to only exist in the dialogue.

Lin Qianshuang blinked. She is not a genius with outstanding memory. She had long forgotten the content of the dialogue that appeared in which chapter she did not know.

Xuan Luo Wan, the format of this name seems to be very similar to that of the Demon Emperor.

She can't be a demon emperor!

When Lin Qianshuang thought of this moment, he panicked and hurriedly summoned the system to inquire.

[Host, Xuan Luowan is not your rescue strategy target, your rescue target is the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor {Xuan Luo Qing}. Once the Raiders target appears, the favorability task interface will automatically pop up, please don't worry about it.]

Lin Qianshuang's heart relaxed a bit. It's better not to be the target of the strategy. She rarely finds a sincere friend in the world. If she still uses false means to treat her, it would be too... not a human being.

"Shuangshuang, when you experienced the last thunder calamity, I found the corpse of the previous demon emperor in a cracked ground. His demonic energy was not dispersed, and his soul was imprisoned in the wooden coffin. Guess what, I found it. what."

Seeing Bai Wan looking at her with a mysterious smile, Lin Qianshuang couldn't help but feel a little curious, and said, "What did you find?"

Bai Wan blinked her right eye playfully, and said, "I saw that the Demon Emperor seemed to be refining the previous Demon Emperor's body, sucking his skills and spirit, and when he left, I carefully inspected the former Demon Emperor's body and found that He has fatal beating marks on his head, apparently injured by the Demon Emperor's magic weapon."

The previous Demon Sovereign was Han Shengyao's mentor, but was killed by the current Demon Sovereign.

There was an unfathomable smile on Lin Qianshuang's cheek, Han Shengyao, if you knew that the person you supported once loved was such an unfaithful and unrighteous person who killed the teacher, you would still let him Are you sitting on the throne of the Demon King

In the distance of the sky, there is a cloud of robbery lingering faintly.

Han Shengyao, who was far away in the secret realm of Jiuyou, was resting on the seat. She seemed to notice something unusual and stared in one direction.

The cultivation of the transcending calamity allows her to sense the movement of a hundred miles.

The higher the cultivation base, the closer the distance to Heaven is.

The fortune of heaven and earth, the thread of cause and effect all floated in the mustard seed space in meditation, and a thread of cause and effect that was connected to her suddenly moved.

Han Shengyao's eyes opened suddenly, and the dark purple eyes were dark for a moment. Her disciple could cultivate into a demon baby in just half a month. Killed her on promotion.

Unless, you keep killing monks and fill up the original incomplete foundation little by little by sucking the inner alchemy.

"Shuang'er, you're in a hurry, do you know what price you have to pay?"

Han Shengyao's purple eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of worry. She pursed her lower lip slightly, spread out her right hand, and the tourmaline floated on the palm of her hand.

There are still a few months to go out of the secret realm. The apprentice's walking against the sky will definitely lead to her cultivation road is bumpy and calamity. It will be even more difficult if the heavenly way obstructs her ascension. After she was married, she would mingle with her soul and practice the double cultivation technique every day, and then kill a few demon cultivators every month to make up for her body, which might reverse her fate and reshape her demon roots.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed quickly.

In the Yixiang Building of Tianshu City, there is a master of self-cultivation named "Master Jieyu" at the high-hanging popular nameplate.

This person never shows up, let alone whether she (he) is a man or a woman, a human being or a demon, only that she (he) has taken up some assassination orders, and the mission targets are all those four notorious monks.

"Jie Yu Gongzi" is different from those popular brands who want high compensation. The compensation she (he) wants is only the corpse of the mission target.

For this reason, many cultivators in the human cultivation world praised her (he) as a righteous role model for eradicating evil and promoting good.

It is rumored that she (he) has superb piano skills, and has a very good relationship with Sword Master Du Shuang, and the two often chat with each other over wine.

And many sad and depressed men and women in the mortal world came to Yixiang Pavilion, listened to her (his) piano sound, and talked with her (him) for a while, then they untied their knots and showed a smile.

The reputation of "Master Jieyu" for being able to "Jieyu" gradually spread in Tianshu Sanxiu City. Her (his) whereabouts are uncertain and her identity is mysterious and unpredictable. figure.

In the study room on the fifth floor of Yixiang Building, there are two people sitting face to face and drinking tea in the hazy curtain.

Suddenly one person stood up, picked up the thick stack of sword secrets on the table, and was about to leave.

"You have to leave in such a hurry. Today is the grand ceremony for the canonization of the Demon Empress. The Demon Sovereign didn't look at Bai Wan, who was skilled in his skills, and actually fell in love with you, who is emotionally like a wood. It's really surprising."