Landing in the Fantastic World

Looking at the panicked faces of the crowd, Xi Luohui looked extremely pleased with himself.    

"Xi Luohui, if I had known earlier, I would have killed you with my sword! How could the Purple Cloud Pavilion let you down? I will give you all my fortune to teach you the best cultivation technique in the sect, the Profound Skill. I will help you become the eldest senior brother of the sect. As the future successor of the master of the Purple Cloud Pavilion, it can be said that everything you have is given to you by the Purple Cloud Pavilion. Why did you betray the Purple Cloud Pavilion?"    

Yim Lingfei gritted her teeth and scolded. She was filled with regret and regret for not listening to Mu Yu's words.    

She even suspected that Mu Yu was the evil cult's spy. How ridiculous. She did not expect that after living for so many years, she would still be so indistinguishable from right and wrong.    

Even if she did not completely believe Mu Yu's words at that time, she should have been wary of Xi Luohui.    

It was precisely because of her own blind and negligence that caused such a huge disaster.    

"Betrayal?"    

Xi Luohui laughed loudly, "Do you really think that I have betrayed the Purple Cloud Pavilion? Let me tell you, I am a disciple of the Myriad Poison Hall, and the current master of the Myriad Poison Hall is my uncle. I was ordered by my uncle to infiltrate the Purple Cloud Pavilion and become an undercover agent. "    

"Including all the top cultivation techniques of the Purple Cloud Pavilion, the Profound Skill. Our Myriad Poison Hall has a backup."    

"You! Despicable! I'm going to kill you!"    

Yim Lingfei could no longer control her anger. She raised the sword in her hand and stabbed towards Xi Luohui.    

"Humph!" Xi Luohui snorted coldly. Then he raised his hand and slapped the sword in Yim Lingfei's hand onto the ground.    

Xi Luohui said proudly, "Martial Uncle, recognize the reality. You have already been hit by my Ten Fragrance Soft Tendon Powder. Now you are like an ordinary girl without any cultivation base."    

"Why don't you please me? Perhaps once your junior disciple is happy, he will treat Martial Uncle well."    

"Don't even think about it!"    

Yim Lingfei coldly shouted, "What do you want to do by capturing us?"    

"What do you want?"    

Xi Luohui narrowed his eyes and sized up Yim Lingfei's body from head to toe. He said, "I did not notice it before, but now I find that Martial Uncle is really like ripe grapes. She is getting more and more interesting."    

After saying that, Xi Luohui walked forward and reached out his pig hand to touch Yim Lingfei's pretty face.    

"Get lost!"    

Xi Luohui's bold manner made Yim Lingfei's eyes suddenly turn cold. Being teased by her former junior disciple made her feel ashamed and angry.    

She really wanted to teach Xi Luohui a good lesson, but at this moment she wanted to, but she was powerless.    

"Xi Luohui, you bastard, let go of Yan Martial Uncle!"    

The other disciples couldn't stand it any longer and scolded him with anger.    

"En, this face is really soft and smooth. It seems that Martial Uncle usually takes good care of herself."    

Xi Luohui's hand had already touched Yim Lingfei's pretty face. With a face full of enjoyment, the surrounding disciples were so angry that they pounded their chests and stomped their feet.    

"Let me go!"    

Yim Lingfei waved her jade-like hands to resist, but at this time, her cultivation level had been lost. She was like a little girl who did not have the strength to truss a chicken. The fist that was hammered on Xi Luohui's chest was like an itch.    

"Xi Luohui, you despicable and shameless perverted thief." Xia Qingxue saw Martial Uncle being humiliated like this and could not hold it in anymore.    

"My dear junior sister, don't be anxious. It will be your turn next. Why don't you and Martial Uncle both marry me? Martial Uncle will be the eldest wife and junior sister will be the youngest wife. That's all, haha..."    

Xi Luohui was immersed in his own beautiful fantasy, and his face was filled with an obscene smile.    

At this moment, Yim Lingfei and Xia Qingxue were gnashing their teeth in anger and their faces were pale.    

If they really ended up like this, they would rather bite their tongue and commit suicide than let Xi Luohui get what he wanted.