Chapter 958 The Lord is Not Skilled at Sedating People's Hearts 22



Chapter 958 The Lord is Not Skilled at Sedating People's Hearts 22

Therefore, if a target is surrounded by them, it will resemble a fireball.

As dawn breaks across the sky, the Gu creature will also lose its life force.

Elder Xichen: "Should we return to the border to retrieve the Gu Mother?"

Yu Sheng smiled slightly and pulled a silver chain from his waistband, from which hung a string of small baskets.

Elder Xichen was filled with admiration. As long as the Lord was willing, all things could be turned into Gu.

When to make a move?

Yu Sheng: "Let's see what they do next."

He paused for a few moments, then said, "The Mo Liansheng you just mentioned is the future mistress of this territory."

Elder Xichen was initially only displeased with Saintess Huachan's betrayal, but he never expected that she would set her sights on their mistress!

His fire blazed up instantly.

"Outrageous! How dare she!"

Although they are not yet married, in Elder Xichen's mind, the girl has already stepped into the territory, and her life and death belong to the people of their territory!

"In my opinion, the punishment for the firefly poison is too lenient."

Although this thing is creepy, it doesn't show how much importance they attach to it.

Yu Sheng turned his head, looked at his gloomy expression, smiled and asked, "What are your thoughts, Elder?"

Elder Xichen said viciously, "I am a Soul Slayer, and I will take a single hair from her tomorrow."

After the lord cast the curse, he first tortured her relentlessly. When she was on her last breath, his subordinates seized her soul, took it back to the territory, and buried it by a stone by a river, or hid it under a cliff in the mountains, or on a stone bridge, until her soul was completely exhausted and she died.

Yu Sheng nodded slightly. "Alright."

...

Song Jinhuan successfully sank the last bit of energy into his dantian.

Just then, Yu Sheng crawled in through the window.

Apart from the elaborate attire of the previous two days, the other party had been wearing light, casual night clothes the entire time.

"Come here quickly, these are roasted sweet potatoes from halfway up the mountain." He carried a cloth bag to the table, and as soon as he opened it, the sweet aroma of sweet potatoes instantly filled the entire room.

Song Jinhuan moved swiftly, revealing not only sweet potatoes but also several jet-black eggs in the cloth bag.

The habit of eating late-night snacks was cultivated by Yu Sheng. He said that the thing martial arts practitioners should not be too harsh on themselves is their diet.

If you don't eat your fill, you won't have the confidence to fight someone.

She felt that Yu Sheng was right.

The sweet potato was at the perfect temperature; once you peeled back the charred skin, the aroma became even more intense.

Song Jinhuan quickly devoured half of it, savoring its sweet and delicious flavor.

Yu Sheng peeled the egg, split it in half, handed the egg white to her with one hand, and ate the yolk slowly and deliberately with the other.

In the blink of an eye, Song Jinhuan finished the sweet potato in his hand and ate the egg white.

He then poured Yu Sheng a glass of water and said, "Don't choke."

The two cared for and looked after each other, showing great understanding and tacit agreement.

Clean up the mess on the table.

Yu Sheng asked casually, "Did the sect leader give you a hard time when he summoned you?"

After rinsing her mouth, Song Jinhuan unfolded the wrung-out towel in her hand and said while looking down, "Yes."

The sound was muffled, muffled by the handkerchief.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Sheng's eyes. His prepared explanation was useless; he hadn't expected the other party to be so frank.

"What made things difficult for you?" he asked.

Song Jinhuan changed the water in the basin, rubbed the other handkerchief hanging there a couple of times, wrung it out, and then walked over to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng took it, obediently wiped his face, and then got up and went to the basin to wash the handkerchief.

Song Jinhuan sat down in his seat, propped his head up with his hand, and said, "They want me to recognize Madam Ren as my godmother, and they even said that my parents were kind to her."

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