Quick Transmigration: The heroine does not follow the script

Chapter 813 The Wife Who Killed His Wife (24)

The pier on the west bank looks no different from the pier on the east bank, with the flow of people passing through like a weaving, and the smell of fireworks is strong.

After Liang Qiuyue said goodbye to the people on the ship, she asked Zhao Yingkui, "Tell me, where is your shrine?"

Zhao Yingkui was in high spirits, "This seat is the most famous succubus in the Wanmo Sect on the west bank of Tongtianhai, and he has six cities under his command!"

Seeing that Liang Qiuyue wasn't wowing at all, Zhao Yingkui cleared her throat, "You don't know much at first sight."

Liang Qiuyue: That's right, she really doesn't know much about this world.

"The east bank of Tongtian Sea is dominated by the Three Sages and Six Sects of the Immortal Mansion Alliance, and the Three Sacred Lands are the leaders. On the west bank of my Tongtian Sea, there are also two major forces."

"One is the Qihuang Ridge dominated by demon kings from all walks of life, and the other is the Wanmomen formed by human heroes like me."

Liang Qiuyue said with a smile: "You should say, the Ten Thousand Devils Sect is composed of human scum and mobs like you!"

Zhao Yingkui didn't like to hear these words, "What did I do to me? As a furnace physique, I just had to pick some men."

Liang Qiuyue: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm just teasing you from the standpoint of those so-called decent families."

Zhao Yingkui snorted.

"Sister, let me tell you the truth, why am I confident that the foundation I laid before is still there?"

Liang Qiuyue listened attentively.

"I am a succubus, in the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, I am also the top three demon masters. I have six cities under my command, and there are countless male pets with good strength. The six major battles under my seat will loyally guard for me. Six cities."

"I never believed in the sincerity of men, nor in the loyalty of my subordinates, so I used some means to ensure that they would be loyal and willing to sacrifice their lives for me."

"Even if they have no choice but to vote for another demon lord, or establish themselves as kings, they can only come back obediently when this seat returns."

At this time, Zhao Yingkui's expression was arrogant, confident, and in a state of swallowing mountains and rivers.

Liang Qiuyue: "But you are still killed by a heartless man!"

Come, let me wake you up!

"Are you sure your men escaped unharmed?"

Zhao Yingkui woke up from the state of swallowing rivers and mountains, and her heart was pounding, but she had to hold on with face, "I believe that they are all good hands! Moreover, I could indeed sense that they are still alive before." Although the connection is a little weak.

Liang Qiuyue also believed that Zhao Yingkui was a famous demon lord in the past. After all, when Yiqi was once brilliant, her posture was indeed overwhelming.

Xiujie has a vast territory, divided into two by the sky-reaching sea.

The order on the West Bank was worse than that on the East Bank by 01:30. Within half a month, Liang Qiuyue had already encountered dozens of waves of murderers and robbers, including monks and monsters.

Of course, she collected another wave of storage space.

Seeing a big demon in the transformation stage being killed silently by Liang Qiuyue, Zhao Yingkui felt that Liang Qiuyue was unfathomable.

Even though his cultivation is weak, the power of his soul can kill people invisible.

She thought she was a powerful figure in the past, and she was well-informed, but she had never seen such a weird method of mind-soul attack.

Another month and a half later, Liang Qiuyue finally arrived at the sphere of influence of Wanmomen.

Although the west bank is led by the demon kings of Qihuangling and Wanmomen, there are also many miscellaneous forces. Compared with the east bank, this side is really messy, and the law of the jungle is vividly staged.

Zhao Yingkui said: "Can you stop wrapping me so tightly, leave me a gap, and let me sense where are they?"

Liang Qiuyue asked back: "When you feel them, will they feel you?"

Zhao Yingkui was stunned.

She yelled in her heart that it was terrible, and with the power of her soul, she was so weak that she was afraid that they would have found out the day she saw the light of day again.

The soul has been controlled by others for many years, don't they want to take advantage of her illness to kill her?

She shrunk herself back and made no more requests.

Zhao Yingkui said: "Are you an old monster who was trapped in some secret realm and just escaped?"

Otherwise, why would someone with a low cultivation base die, but the cultivation method of the soul is outrageously powerful.

There are ghost cultivators in this world, but they are not like her!
And she, who is thousands of years old, is not as thoughtful as she thinks.

After Liang Qiuyue learned about the location of Hanchi from Zhao Yingkui, she quickly headed towards the city where Hanchi was located.

A few days later, a group of beautiful and low-level women were sent to the Succubus Palace of the former Wanmo Sect.

Liang Qiuyue told Zhao Yingkui about the changes in the shrine.

Zhao Yingkui was in pain.

The words on the plaque of her good shrine have not changed, but the owner inside has changed!

She would like to see who dared to occupy her territory.

At this time, Liang Qiuyue was wearing a soft moon-white skirt, her hair was loose, and her frail figure was extremely pitiful.

"The Lord is taking a bath, you go in and serve."

A Jindan stage man confessed to Liang Qiuyue: "Serve me well, and your benefits are indispensable."

The man didn't think anything would happen, firstly, the master's cultivation was high, and secondly, the woman's cultivation was so low that she couldn't even be called a monk, what trouble could she cause.

The fear on Liang Qiuyue's face faded away, she raised her head and entered the large hot spring room filled with white mist, and communicated with Zhao Yingkui in the spiritual realm.

"The one sitting in the bath with eyes closed, has thin skin and tender flesh, and a face that is fairer than mine. With a pretty face, think about which one is your best friend or which one is your subordinate."

Zhao Yingkui thought about it for a long time, and pulled out a lot of good friends from his memory, but he couldn't figure out which one it was.

The man sitting in the pool looked extremely young, with tender skin and fair skin. At this moment, he opened his eyes and saw Liang Qiuyue, his eyes flashed with satisfaction after being amazed.

Stretch your arms and place them by the pool, "Come down, give me a squeeze."

Liang Qiuyue smiled softly, the man felt so beautiful that his eyes flashed, and then the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to turn into a mass of heavy mud, and he seemed to be sinking in it, he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't float up no matter how hard he struggled.

With just one breath, the man was firmly bound by the spirit rope.

Liang Qiuyue sealed his dantian and meridians with silver needles to ensure that he would never have any more troubles.

A few days ago, she attached her consciousness to the bird and thoroughly inspected this very large magic cave. The cold pool Zhao Yingkui mentioned had long since turned into a stinky ditch. No one cares about the smell.

"Tell me, where did the Wannian Xuanbing under the cold pond go?"

The little boy looks young, but he is actually practicing great power, and he is more than [-] years old.

"My lord, are you back?" Xiaobai's face was excited.

Liang Qiuyue slapped her and shouted, "Don't talk nonsense to me, where did Wannian Xuanbing go!"

"I'm A Sheng, your favorite Sheng, your favorite A Sheng, have you forgotten me?"

Liang Qiuyue thought to herself, does she look like a fool?

If he loved Zhao Yingkui, would he still search for beautiful women for his enjoyment?

(End of this chapter)