The once big cat, now Xiaobai, was held in Xiao Xiao's palm and became a warm treasure.
It protested and refused, but in vain.
Because if it showed any resistance, that mean woman would let her spirit beast beat him.
The other spirit beasts had already disliked it, so why did an outsider attract Xiao Xiao's attention?
So they bullied it secretly, either by slapping it, kicking it, or even worse, biting its butt.
It had wanted to sneak away a long time ago, but it was afraid of being hunted down by its enemies, so it held back for the time being.
Shameless woman, how dare she touch its butt? When it regains its power, it will tear her into pieces!
"mua~" Xiao Xiao suddenly kissed it, making its whole body turn pink.
This lustful woman actually dared to kiss it. It was totally unreasonable.
"I think I saw it sniffing your spirit cat just now...it might smell a little bad, you should wipe it off first." 佮轩 suddenly handed over a clean handkerchief.
Long Shen: You’re lying, he was watching me the whole time, that’s not happening!
"Really?" Xiao Xiao was shocked and quickly took the handkerchief to wipe his mouth.
In her previous life, she knew that animals would always sniff each other's butts, but she didn't expect that demon cultivators in the world of cultivation would do the same?
Fortunately, it was my forehead that was hit.
Xiaobai: It doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t!!!
Suddenly the system gave Xiao Xiao a warning.
[Host, the Immortal Jiang Yun suddenly appeared and headed towards Wuxiang Temple. ]
"꽮xuan, he showed up. He has gone to Wuxiang Temple now." Xiao Xiao hurriedly said to 꽮xuan.
When Xiao Xiao mentioned Wuxiang Temple, he felt a little guilty. He didn't know whether the Buddhist disciples could hold on.
"Let's go to Wuxiang Temple now." 꽮xuan said without hesitation.
Xiao Xiao nodded, and her mind moved and turned into a piece of white silk that was automatically tied around her waist and tied into a bow.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have thought it was a magical instrument.
After seeing the vehicle leave, the people hiding in the dark dared to show their heads quietly.
"Why don't we move?"
The leading man slapped the man who was speaking on the head and said, "Do you know who that is? The cult's left protector was killed by them. If we move, will we be killed?"
The man who was beaten touched his head and said with a sullen look on his face, "Then how should we explain this to the Demon Lord?"
The Demon Lord was a moody person, and the people at the bottom were really afraid of him.
"Ahem, that person is Mr. Mingri. I'm sure Lord Demon can understand."
Facts have proven that the Demon Lord cannot understand.
"Tomorrow? So what if it's tomorrow? Can't you just rush up, snatch the white tiger and run away? You are all garbage!" Feng Ning kicked the leader to the ground.
"We have failed in our duties, please punish us, Demon Lord." Seeing the Demon Lord's fury, the people below knelt down one after another and begged for punishment.
Demon Lord Feng Ning had a gloomy expression on his face. He looked at the person beside him and said, "Wenhe, how do you think they should be punished?"
A handsome young man in green clothes stepped out, bowed and said, "They can't even complete such a simple task. They are rubbish. Their only use is to be food. It just so happens that the Ten Thousand Demons Cave has a group of demon snakes."
After these words were spoken, Feng Ning fell silent. He knelt down, sweating profusely, and barely breathing, for fear that the Demon Lord would adopt the opinion of this venomous snake.
This person is a monk who has surrendered to the Demon Lord. He always comes up with many sinister and vicious schemes, making the demons hate him terribly.
There is no other reason, because this person's vicious schemes often make no distinction between enemy and foe.
Demon Lord Feng Ning: It seems that their crimes are not serious enough.
“Ahem, you guys go to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave to serve your sentence for a hundred years.” Feng Ning waved his hand and let them go.
Several people quickly responded with gratitude and quickly retreated, fearing that they would leave too late and the Demon Lord would change his mind again.
That was a tough job, and people were usually sent there only if they had committed a serious crime.
But after hearing what Zhen Wenhe said, they actually felt that the punishment was too light.
Feng Ning looked at the young man in front of him. He looked decent on the outside, more like a gentleman than those spiritual practitioners, but he was a dark person on the inside.
Darker than him!
"Wenhe, there is an immortal who appeared out of nowhere and branded a monk's soul, absorbing the monk's luck. Although it has not yet caused a conflict with our demon clan, I think he is a threat. What do you think we should do?"
Feng Ning had been sending spies to follow Ming Ri, so naturally they knew about Jiang Yun's absorption of luck.
Recently, he also found out that the other party wanted to seize the demon king, so he sent people to destroy the evil cultivators and capture the demon king Baihu.
But at this time, Baihu fell to Mingri, disrupting his original plan.
So we have to readjust our plans.
"Replying to the Demon Lord, luck can be divided into good and bad. If you absorb good luck, you will naturally become stronger. If you absorb bad luck or even luck that carries sin and killing, it will naturally be harmful to you.
I have a plan. We will create several evil cultivators who are so sinful that even the Heavenly Dao cannot tolerate them. Then, we will let these evil cultivators brand their souls and transfer the sinful luck to them."
Feng Ning became interested, "How do we create such a demon cultivator?"
Zhen Wenhe bowed and said, "Kill. There are so many people in the mortal world. Killing 100,000 is not enough. Just kill 1 million or 10,000."
Feng Ning: He thought he was bad enough, but after talking with Wen He, he suddenly felt that he was still kind.
After all, no matter how crazy he was, he would never think of harming the lives of mortals.
"Wenhe is willing to help me complete this arduous task."
To be honest, it would be impossible to complete this difficult task without some strength and some brains.
Maybe you just killed some mortals and your spiritual practice was aroused, and then you were killed by a group of hypocrites under the banner of exorcising demons and defending the Tao.
So it is best to leave this task to the person who proposed it.
The blue-clothed man at the bottom paused, then replied: "I have thought about it carefully, and this move may be harmful to the harmony of the world."
Zhen Wenhe: Everything can harm the harmony of nature and people, but it cannot harm Wenhe.
Feng Ning didn't care and continued to ask for advice: "Does Wenhe have any other plans?"
Zhen Wenhe thought about it carefully and said, "Demon Lord, I have another plan."
Feng Ning:?
Shouldn't he be given the best, middle and worst strategies to choose from? Why is there only one strategy when it comes to Wenhe?
"Why don't you elaborate?"
"According to our observation, there are two people who are threatening the Demon Lord in the current cultivation world. One is the unknown immortal who can absorb the luck of cultivators; the other is the layman Mingri from the Tianxing Sect, and the third is the Wuchen Buddha from the Wuxiang Temple."
Feng Ning nodded and motioned for the other person to continue talking.
"If this Mingri layman joins forces with Wuchen Buddha, they may be able to capture the immortal. After dealing with that enemy, who knows, they may be able to deal with the Demon Lord alone."
Feng Ning asked expressionlessly, "So you want me to join forces with that immortal?"
"Of course not. We might as well send a large number of demonic cultivators to capture Master Mingri and the abbot of Wuxiang Temple as hostages, and threaten them to work together to eliminate the immortal. Then we can act like a mantis stalking a cicada while the oriole waits behind."
"Are you going to catch him?"
"The Demon Lord will come out and capture him naturally."
Feng Ning: So this doesn't hurt Tianhe or Wenhe, but hurts him instead, right?
"It's difficult to capture hostages alive. Does Wenhe have any other plans?"
They can't just come to someone else's territory and arrest people, can they?
"It is indeed difficult to capture him alive. Then we can assassinate him and pin the blame on Mr. Mingri. This will inevitably create a rift between the Buddhist disciple and Mr. Mingri. Even if they have to unite to deal with the enemy, they will definitely fight to the death in the end. The Demon King will naturally reap the benefits."
"Who should be sent to kill this man?"
"The Demon Lord will come and capture him."
"Does Wenhe have any other plans?"
"I have another plan. We..."
“Who should do this?”
"Demon Lord."
Similar conversations went back and forth several times, and Feng Ning felt tired listening to them.
The plan proposed by Wen He is indeed quite vicious, but it is very difficult to implement and must be carried out by him personally.
This made him want to kill someone.
It would be a pity to kill Wenhe, but using him would hurt oneself, and letting him go would be scary.
Well, this person must trap him in the demon clan and must not let the evil cultivators and spiritual cultivators get him, otherwise he will have a headache.
As for how to carry out the subsequent plan, he needs to think about it carefully.
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