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Chapter 271

Huanmei flirts with her pet like no one else, but if she has the heart, she will find that the nails of her hands have quietly become sharper, like the sharp claws of a ferocious beast.

The old man groaned heavily and knocked his cane on the ground, the peach blossoms growing on it instantly withered and turned into dust.

"How long are you going to fool around here!" the old man asked sharply.

Huan Mei bit her pet's earlobe, and said frivolously, "Of course it's when I get tired of playing."

The old man suppressed his anger, and said: "If you capture more territory, you can get more men into your pocket, don't you understand the truth?!"

Huanmei lightly said: "How can I not understand, but I already have Xiao Xi, and he alone is worth tens of millions of people, not to mention, hee hee, I just got another beautiful man. Paradise has not yet been completed, the beauty is still fresh, They are weak and weak, so they really have no spare power to expand their territories."

The old man was so angry that his face twitched because of her reticent attitude, and he said bitterly: "If it weren't for the Lord's words not to squabble, you think you can still enjoy yourself here?!"

Phantom turned a blind eye.

The old man said again: "You are so lazy and slippery, what will the other beast emperors think? They are doing their best for the great cause of revival of the monster race, but you are greedy for beauty and pleasure behind the scenes. Have you ever thought that this will affect us? How much damage has the morale of the monster race caused?!"

Hearing these words, Huan Mei's expression finally changed a bit.She bit her lower lip lightly, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, showing a little distress.

A ray of fragrant wind blew by, and the three male cultivators present were all in a trance, their eyes were clouded, and it was difficult to distinguish external affairs in a drowsy state.

Huanmei sighed helplessly: "Okay, I just need to correct it, um—" She thought for a while, "How about I send some demons to occupy the adjacent territory to the west? After that, the two places Merge, build a larger love nest, build a top-level cave for my Xiaoxi and Xiaorong, so that they can practice more conveniently, and there will be more places to play, um...it seems very good, but it will be time... "

"enough!"

The old man was furious, "If you put your thoughts on these wasteful things into cultivation, how can you have such strength!"

Huan Mei pouted, but she was not angry, and said in an aggrieved tone: "People just like to have fun in time. Since you don't agree with my plan, then you always think, what should I do?"

The veins on the old man's forehead were throbbing, and finally he gave Huan Mei a hard look with eyes full of "rotten wood can't be carved", and said angrily and helplessly, "Go and help!"

Huan Mei: "Assist who?"

The old man: "Chu Cang!"

A flash of light flashed in Huan Mei's eyes: "Chu Cang, he did a good job. I heard that the Wufeng Sword Sect missed the opportunity and was messed up by him. They still need my help? Besides, the Kunhuang Sect is far away from here so far."

The old man: "It's not close, but it's not far! Chu Cang threatened the lives of the Kunhuang Sect members to make the Wufeng Sword Sect fight the mouse, but it doesn't mean that the Wufeng Sword Sect will endure it forever. According to reliable sources, they have already negotiated with the Wufeng Sword Sect. The Dirong clan joined forces and prepared to counterattack the desert."

Huan Mei: "Dirong Clan? That's right, it happens to be against Chu Cang's plan. The Wufeng Sword Sect wants to take advantage of the Dirong Clan's geographical advantage, and the Dirong Clan wants to eradicate the threat. It is reasonable to join forces. From this point of view, Chu Cang Cang really needs a little help, let me think about it."

While muttering, she went to untie the tie of a male cultivator's shirt.

"Chu Cang has hostages in his hands and controls the desert. He will definitely look down on me. So, what I can do is to help him get rid of the obstacle of the Di Rong clan, right?"

The old man snorted, "You still have some brains."

Huan Mei: "How to do it specifically, can you give me pointers?"

The old man was going to answer, but seeing Huan Mei's non-stop movements of playing with the male cultivator, and he didn't even show the gesture of listening to the instructions, he was gasping for breath, and said angrily: "You want to go!"

After finishing speaking, he tore apart the space, and before leaving, he said: "If you dare to be lazy and procrastinate, even if the Lord doesn't like it, this old man will open your fox's den!"

Huan Mei snorted softly, her nails became round again, and when she turned to the three male cultivators, a smile appeared on her slightly displeased face.

She withdrew her supernatural powers, and the three male cultivators gradually came to their senses, looking a little dazed.They knew that the old man and Huanmei were talking just now, but they couldn't remember the content of the conversation, as if a small piece of continuous memory was blurred.

The male cultivator who had been stripped of his clothes regained his senses and tried to put on his clothes, but was completely overwhelmed by the phantom.

The fluffy big white tail split into two and entangled the other two.

In the main hall, there was an imaginative sound.

……

Kunhuang sect.

The entire desert has been completely occupied by sand ants.

The blooming death flower is not satisfied with the nutrients of the desert, and extends the root system beyond the desert.

Around the desert, those families, tribes, and power organizations that had existed for a long time suffered two major blows in a very short period of time.

The first time was the impact of monsters.

The monsters and beasts all over the mountains and plains fled desperately, razing all the obstacles in front of them to the ground.No matter if it is a thick wall, a fierce restraint, or a terrifying technique or a tyrannical magic weapon, nothing can stop them from fleeing wildly.

Countless monsters died on the escape road, and this road was also full of human body and ruins of buildings.

However, quite a few monsters escaped from birth and temporarily got rid of the shadow of death.

Since the monsters intended to flee for their lives rather than slaughter them, although the human cultivators suffered huge losses, they were still within the tolerable range.

—until the second blow came.

This time, it was a real disaster.

The sand ants that fill the world eat and destroy everything.

Compared with the early days, the changes of these sand ants not only lie in the astonishing increase in number, but also in the improvement of their own strength.After going through layers of mutation and survival of the fittest, it is difficult for today's sand ants to find that tiny primitive individual.

Facing the approaching root system of the flower of death, those human cultivation groups that cannot be compared with the great sect have only one word - escape.

But there is one exception.

In the frenzy of sand ants, the Dirong tribe was like a reef that stood for thousands of years, even though the ants swarm washed away, they would not move.

One of the reasons why it was spared from suffering is the "black cloud shining sun" that surrounds the entire tribe.

Volcanoes erupted non-stop, the earth rumbled and shook, billowing black smoke merged into a barrier, like a black sea hanging upside down, tightly protecting the Dirong clan.From time to time, crimson and golden beast shadows burst out of the sea, and the number is endless.It was a three-legged demon bird made of molten magma, flying and flying in the black smoke, howling and cracking the sky.

Before the overwhelming sand ants could get close, they were smothered to death in patches by the poison emitted by the black smoke.Get closer, and a large number will die under the high temperature.After surviving the toxicity and high temperature, it will usher in the merciless burning of the flames.

So far, none of the sand ants have passed through the Black Cloud Sun and reached the interior of the Emperor Melting Clan.

Over time, even the sand ants, who do not have much spirituality and are mostly driven by instinct, have learned to take a detour in the face of this almost "natural danger" mighty force.

(End of this chapter)