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Chapter 266

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Her face is covered. If Young Sect Master is interested, you can bring her back and play with her for a few days. "

But when the Young Sect Master heard the words "disfigured"? His words were a little dispirited.

Was it because drinking was boring, or did he want to see the past? What was the beauty on the Machine Roll like?

Hence, he waved his fan and a strong wind blew past. The veil of the person who poured the wine was blown away, revealing half a ferocious and half beautiful face.

That half of her face was not unattractive. She wore red lipstick. Eyes? Her eyes were watery, making one feel pity for her.

But the other half was a little too ferocious. Where were the winding scars? It looked like countless climbing centipedes, black with a tinge of red. It was disgusting to look at.

The Young Sect Master frowned and studied for a moment. He could barely piece together the original face from the small white half of the face. Only half an eye? Did he not want to see it again? Look, with a flip of the fan, a wind blade swept past and the person was sent flying to a corner. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood? Blood came.

The Young Sect Master said lazily, "What a pity. If the face was complete, would this Young Sect Master give him face? It's not impossible this time. Now that he's so ugly, Elder Cen, you can still do it? You can even take him out to drink and have fun. Elder Cen's taste is quite unique. "

Elder Cen could be here? Climb up to now in the Extreme Desire Demon Sect? Position, Su Hui? Observing the situation, he hurriedly said, "It's this bitch who is shameless. Today, he's still in bed, begging me to take him? Didn't expect to dirty Young Sect Master's eyes when he came out? Eyes. When I go back this time, I will discipline him well. Teach him? Restrain himself, don't do it again? Mischief. "

He turned around and roared at the person in the corner.

"Why aren't you getting lost!?"

The person who was hit by the wind climbed up from the ground in a sorry state. He walked a few steps and spat out a mouthful of blood? Blood came and he fell to the ground? Down? He leaned against the railing.

The wind from high up was blowing him? Clothes, him? He looked into the distance in a daze.

Where were the rows and rows of blood red lanterns? They meandered into the distance in Jialan City.

At the end of the blood-red light, there was a huge demonic palace.

"Alain …"

"You're not dead …"

Him? Her cheeks were flushed from the drunkenness, and her eyes shone with a fiery desire.

There was also endless hatred and resentment buried deep within.

Him? Where is my shadow? Swaying and twisting in the wind, a voice suddenly sounded from him. It sounded in his heart.

The voice was neither male nor female, neither old nor young.

It was as if there were countless voices mixed together. Together, overlapping and entangling, they could arouse the deepest desires and evil thoughts in people's hearts.

"Human, the matter that I mentioned before, what are you doing now? What do you think? "

Rong Ran stared blankly into the distance.

"You said that as long as I do as you say, all my wishes will be fulfilled. Is that true?"

The voice chuckled and said, "Of course."

Rong Dyed Eye? His pupils were slowly dyed black. As for him? However, it was as if he didn't notice it at all.

"I just want you to help me kill that bastard Shen Shu after everything is done. You want me to take Alain to a place where no one can see him? Come and disturb us. "

The voice replied: "No problem"

Rong Ran laughed. The scars on half of his face followed him? His smile was distorted.

"Okay, I promise you."

Chapter 118: Cultivation Companion

Tenzong, East Continent.

There was still a hubbub of voices on the Dao-Seeking Slope.

Several disciples were gathered together and debating over a difficult problem in the Sword Tao. Their saliva was flying everywhere, and they were dancing with joy. They almost drew their swords to ask for advice.

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