"Demon Lord." A voice came from not far away.
Fu Sang and Su Rongjin looked over.
A middle-aged man strode over and said, "Demon Lord, I have something to report."
Su Rongjin put her arm around Fu Sang and said, "Speak."
Ge Tianshou glanced at Fu Sang, hesitated, and did not speak directly.
The woman in the Demon Lord's arms is none other than Fairy Qionghua of the Lingwei Sect. Naturally, one cannot discuss matters concerning the righteous path in front of her.
Su Rongjin said calmly, "Why aren't you talking yet?"
Does this mean, Lord Demon Lord, that we don't need to be wary of this woman?
Under immense pressure, Ge Tianshou said, "The Lingwei Sect sent disciples to wipe out several strongholds of the Demonic Sect."
Su Rongjin narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing across them.
“Useless,” he said coldly.
Ge Tianshou wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I heard that it was Jing Si and Jing Ming from the Lingwei Sect who led their disciples to destroy the Demon Sect's stronghold. The disciples at the stronghold were not strong enough to stop them."
Fu Sang's heart stirred slightly. If there was anyone in the Lingwei Sect who had even the slightest connection with her, it would be the Jing Si and Jing Ming brothers.
Su Rongjin exuded a sharp and cold aura, and said in a low voice, "You go down first."
"Yes, Demon Lord."
Ge Tianshou ran off in a flash.
Su Rongjin reached out and pinched Fu Sang's delicate chin, lifting her beautiful, ethereal face.
“Even though Lingwei Sect is the number one sect in the cultivation world, it has never easily antagonized the Demon Realm, let alone taken the initiative to declare war on the Demon Sect.”
His long, slender fingers gently stroked her chin.
"Master, tell me... why is this?"
The atmosphere around us grew increasingly oppressive, making us hold our breath.
Fu Sang's heart pounded, and she parted her rosy lips slightly, saying, "How would I know?"
Su Rongjin was extremely displeased. His handsome brows furrowed, and a gloomy look appeared on his face.
"Master really doesn't know?" He pressed his finger against her lower lip, his tone carrying a hint of danger: "You're lying."
Fu Sang blinked, looking somewhat innocent, and said, "Min Qinghe is the sect leader, and Zhong Ziyan is the woman he loves. They must have come for Zhong Ziyan."
She'll also make others take the blame.
The scene of Jingsi bringing her medicine is still vivid in my mind, as is the frequent visits to the Three-Eyed Demon Serpent and the Immortal Herb, where he would come over and chat with her.
He remembers these things very clearly.
For the sake of Zhong Ziyan, the Lingwei Sect would never send elders and disciples to destroy one stronghold after another.
Su Rongjin kissed her lips fiercely, prying open her teeth before she could refuse, and forcefully entwining her soft tongue with his own.
Fu Sang felt like his waist was about to break from being pulled, and his tongue was being sucked so hard it hurt.
"Mmm..." she struggled.
The aura emanating from Su Rongjin assaulted her, as if trying to entangle her completely.
A moment later.
Fu Sang's rosy lips were slightly swollen, glistening with moisture, making her extremely alluring.
Su Rongjin bit her lips, his slightly magnetic voice husky and alluring, and said, "Wait for me to come back."
The destruction of the Demon Sect's stronghold by the Lingwei Sect is a minor matter; the person who was spying on his master will surely die.
Su Rongjin released her waist and prepared to leave.
Fu Sang reached out her small hand and grabbed his sleeve.
Su Rongjin stopped and turned to look at her, a mocking smile on his lips.
"Master can't bear to part with me?"
Fu Sang felt a little uneasy and said, "You..."
How can I say this without angering the jealous demon and then stopping him from going on a killing spree?
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