In the quiet room, Lu Bei played with the Jade Gourd and the Heaven-Flipping Seal, doing it once a day and never got tired of it.
No one knows what he is happy about except himself.
There was a knock on the door of the quiet room, and Zhao Wuyou came uninvited, with a sad face, in front of the couch, holding a tattered helmet, not saying a word, just staring at Lu Bei.
The gaze was too fiery, making Lu Bei feel uneasy, and he subconsciously tightened his collar.
Come on, big sister, we have already agreed that Sect Master Lu doesn't like women, why are you still insisting? Can you afford to pay for the collapse of your image
"Master Lu, can you listen to Wuyou's complaints?"
“It’s fine if you just talk, but don’t interrupt or take action, otherwise I will obey you.” Lu Bei muttered, put away the two magic weapons, and moved his butt to make room for Zhao Wuyou to sit on half of the couch.
Zhao Wuyou did not sit down. He put down the broken helmet with tears in his eyes. "This thing is my father's legacy. My master found it at the ruins of the city wall of Wufeng City. It is also the only thing he left for me. Every time I see it, I miss him and feel very sad."
Lu Bei scratched his head, knowing that he must not persuade him at this time. If he dared to talk, Zhao Wuyou would dare to take advantage of the situation and get into his arms. They just met by chance and would be strangers in the future. There was no need to entrust the twenty-three pairs of ancestral magic weapons to each other for safekeeping.
Zhao Wuyou stood there for a while, but failed to wait for Lu Bei to speak. He looked at him with resentment and said, "Sect Master Lu, Wuyou wants to dance a song. Can I take up some of your time?"
"Of course you can, but let me be frank with you. You can't fall into my arms while jumping, and you can't jump until you lose all your clothes." Lu Bei warned with a serious face that the master should learn to protect himself when he goes out. If he wants to take advantage of his loopholes, it's impossible.
Zhao Wuyou nodded, sat in front of the couch and danced slowly. Her graceful figure was like the halo of a crescent moon, so beautiful that it lit up the entire quiet room.
Although Lu Bei was a rough man, he had to admit, wow, that was a really good dance.
On the other side, the evil demon Tu Yuan admired the beauty's solo dance for a while, and her pale face improved a lot. She looked at Lu Bei intently, and her charming red lips slowly curled up.
Guests come from afar, and as the host, she should entertain them well. It is really wrong to do something sneaky to the guests.
So, she found an excuse for herself. She deliberately lost to Lu Bei during the quarrel during the day, and the feud was formed. As a petty-minded woman, she secretly retaliated against him. Wasn't that excessive
It's not excessive. After all, Xuanlong has a beautiful Baimao on his side, which is called a win-win situation.
"Boy, let me see, are you good at talking, or just talking?"
Tu Yuan chuckled and bowed to the five flags.
Different from the bowing to the demon clan, the evil thoughts this time were much milder. There was no murderous intent or anger, only adding some charming colors to the quiet room.
The black light representing the north lit up, and desires arose in the quiet room, with two evil thoughts of female beauty and female music coming.
The female musicians, like fairies and jade maidens, were lined up in rows, with music and singing lingering in the air. They all held up their colorful dresses, double-handled red axles, and competed to present their golden costumes.
Female beauties are like so many beautiful girls, with gorgeous looks and heavy makeup, drinking in the Lanting Pavilion at night, with jade-like bodies and light clothes, and their charming demeanor makes people vying for a pair.
With the blessing of the two evil thoughts, Zhao Wuyou moved to Qinglian, her slender waist became even softer, and her dancing posture was indescribably beautiful and elegant.
Her eyes were sparkling and hazy, like the mist over a cold pond in the early morning. She bit her red lips lightly, and her expression showed that she wanted to speak but was shy. Her temperament gradually distorted into one that was charming and seductive.
Lu Bei raised his hand and touched his chin, feeling something was wrong, but it seemed nothing was wrong. It was not until Zhao Wuyou got closer and closer, and her slender jade fingers brushed across his face with a fragrant breeze, that he was sure that something was indeed wrong.
On the other side of the screen, Tu Yuan's breathing quickened. He raised his hands to cover his eyes, with the gaps between his fingers wide, waiting expectantly for Lu Bei to lose control.
Then she saw Zhao Wuyou's body stiffen, standing in front of the couch like a piece of wood.
"Hey, what's going on? Has she seen through the world?"
A string of question marks flashed across Tu Yuan's mind. He cried out in confusion, and respectfully bowed to the evil thoughts, heating up the quiet room again.
Zhao Wuyou raised his hand and lifted Lu Bei's chin, his face flushed red. Seeing Lu Bei avoiding his gaze and looking embarrassed, he was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
She missed the person she saw and wanted to find a friend to talk to and complain to.
After thinking about it, Lu Bei was the only one in the entire general's mansion who could have a say. After all, she had died in front of Lu Bei once, so she had no pressure to confide her depression.
But what is happening now
Why is she dancing so seductively? It’s fine if she just dances, but what’s the point of getting involved
You really have no shame!
Zhao Wuyou quickly withdrew her hand and apologized to Lu Bei repeatedly, saying that she did not mean that and that their friendship had not deteriorated, and asked Lu Bei not to think too much about it.
After she finished speaking, her eyes were filled with seduction, and she raised her hand again, lifting Lu Bei's chin.
Apologize.
Get started.
Apologize again.
Get started again...
Admit your mistakes actively and do it again next time.
After several times, Zhao Wuyou wailed on the spot. He was socially dead for the second time and had lost all his face.
On the other side, Tu Yuan banged his head against the ground, unable to stand. He held his waist with one hand and supported himself on the ground with the other, also whimpering miserably.
When she failed the third time, the nature of the matter changed. She kowtowed repeatedly out of spite, and as a result, her waist was almost callused. She did not notice that the two people were rolling and tumbling on the couch.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even if the Five Emperors Demon Seal failed, this would not be the result."
Tu Yuan straightened up with difficulty, her beautiful eyes narrowed into thin lines, staring at Lu Bei who had a shy face. It was obvious that Zhao Wuyou was repeatedly trapped by evil thoughts, and the problem lay with this guy.
According to her observation, every time Zhao Wuyou and Lu Bei had physical contact, he would be free from the control of the evil thoughts and become sober instantly. However, once he left Lu Bei, he would be immediately guided by the evil thoughts again.
"This kid..."
Tu Yuan bit his lip, thinking of Zhao Fangce's evaluation of the Immortal Sword Intent. Qi Lijing's invincibility throughout his life was definitely not as simple as it seemed in the literal sense.
She was convinced by Qi Lijing. They were so different that she didn't even want to compare them. But Lu Bei...
This shy look is too shameless. If Tu Yuan doesn't do it a few times, it will be difficult for him to understand.
Let’s do it!
Tu Yuan stood up straight, gritted her teeth and bowed to Lu Bei nine times in a row. Out of caution, she did not dare to use her ultimate move at the beginning. The yellow flag in the center lit up, trying to arouse Lu Bei's greed.
It's no use. Lu Bei patted Zhao Wuyou on the shoulder and comforted her that everyone gets carried away by lust sometimes, and it's not shameful to lose control in front of a handsome man like the leader of the Tianjian Sect.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wuyou let out another cry of grief, and similarly, Tu Yuan also let out a cry of grief.
Her beautiful eyes widened as she lay on the ground like a corpse. After a moment, her whole body twitched and began to shake, just like a fish that had just come ashore, jumping around and splashing water all over the room.
Sweat.
I bowed, but I was defeated.
Because the evil thoughts he had summoned were not strong, Tu Yuan quickly survived this wave of backlash. He looked at the safe and sound Lu Bei in the painting in horror, as if he saw the devil in the world, and his faith was right before his eyes.
"No no no, no... maybe."
Tu Yuan's teeth chattered as he took out a black porcelain bottle from his arms. A magic pill surrounded by black mist appeared at the mouth. Several red lines appeared on his charming face. The whites of his eyes turned dark as he stared at Lu Bei and bowed nine times in a row.
This time, the defeat was terrible.
The five flags lit up one after another, and then...
“Ahh—”
“It hurts so much!”
After a while, Tu Yuan gave up struggling in so much pain, as if he had been played to pieces. He collapsed to the ground with empty eyes, tears and saliva streaming down his cheeks, and his whole body was soaked in a puddle of water.
Occasionally a pull.
An unknown amount of time had passed before Tu Yuan trembled and propped up his weak body. In the scene, Lu Bei saw Zhao Wuyou off at the door of the quiet room. The latter was staggering, as if he had lost the colorfulness of his life and his future was bleak.
But this is not the point. Tu Yuan was terrified when he saw Lu Bei slowly looking at him. The two of them stared at each other from a distance. One's heartbeat stopped suddenly, while the other's mouth curled up into a sunny and cheerful look.
“Hehehehe—”
"not good!"
Tu Yuan quickly took down the scroll, and both his soul and body were tortured by the backlash. He was unable to control the spell in time. Not only was he discovered by Lu Bei, but his location was also exposed.
Run away quickly!
Tu Yuan stretched out her hands and crawled forward tremblingly. Her soul had not yet returned to its place and her body could not muster any strength. At this moment, let alone Lu Bei, any little demon could do whatever they wanted to her.
In another scroll, the demon general was slaughtering all demons, and the murderous aura mixed with blood rose into the sky, attracting a figure.
Seeing this, Tu Yuan didn't bother to escape. She just lay there, taking the opportunity to catch her breath and determine Lu Li's coordinates. The spells that usually worked easily drained her of her last bit of strength.
A red figure rushed out with a sword in hand, dancing wildly with the sword and fighting with the demon general. For a moment, blood splattered and flesh flew everywhere, and the demon general was forced to reveal his true appearance.
The sword is evil and Dugu!
"You bastard, why are you here?!"
Tu Yuan raised his hands to cover his face. He didn’t have anything he wanted, and everything he didn’t want happened today.
Click.
As footsteps landed, Lu Bei waved goodbye to Mu Lichen who opened the door, stepped out of the black crack, leaned over to look at the evil thing at his feet, and thought to himself that it lived up to the name of the evil demon.
That's right!
"Lu, Sect Master Lu, what a coincidence, you are also in my room."
Tu Yuan spoke dryly, forcing a weak smile on his pale face with a hint of flattery, looking particularly well-behaved.
Ever since she failed to kowtow, she had a deep fear of Lu Bei. If it was not wrong...
This generation of Immortal Sword Master is the incarnation of the devil.
In other words, she met her boss's colleague.
"It's not a coincidence that this sect master came here specially to visit you."
Lu Bei ignored Tu Yuan and walked around the quiet room. He first touched the five-sided flag behind the altar, and then stopped in front of the scroll. He watched Jian Xiong dismember a big monster into pieces, picked out a still beating heart with his long sword, and began to eat it raw and bloody.
The scene was so beautiful that Lu Bei couldn't bear to look at it. He turned his head to look at Tu Yuan who was crawling on the ground with difficulty, and thought to himself that this one was still the best looking.
He squatted down, grabbed Tu Yuan's ankle and pulled him back to his side. After Tu Yuan crawled away, he reached out and pulled him back again.
After three times, Tu Yuan gave up struggling and lay down with his head tilted back.
"Sect Master Lu, please give me a quick death!"
"No problem."
Lu Bei clenched his five fingers into a fist and smashed it hard on Tu Yuan's chest. A white light opened the way and went straight to Tu Yuan's wrist.