I can strengthen

Chapter 251 Wen Sijing
The City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of Guixu City.

According to legend, the lord of Guixu City was appointed by the Great Yin Dynasty.

Although he only has Daoji cultivation base, he represents the Great Yin Dynasty.

Therefore, the City Lord's Mansion of Guixu City has naturally become a very special force in the chaotic sea of ​​demons. Although the top-notch combat power is not as good as that of the Yuandan forces, it has the same status as the Yuandan forces, and even slightly higher .

Some people say that this is because the Great Yin Dynasty looked down on the barren land of the Chaos Demon Sea, and was too lazy to integrate the Chaos Demon Sea, so it just nailed a random nail to monitor the movements of the various forces in the Chaos Demon Sea.

Some people also said that it was because the foundation of Chaomo Sect was too deep, and the Great Yin Dynasty did not dare to take more actions to occupy this territory that once belonged to Chaomo Sect.

There are different opinions.

However, it does not hinder the special status of Guixu City in the sea of ​​chaos and demons.

At this time, Luo Yan had already entered the City Lord's Mansion, and was received by a Daoist monk.

City Lord's Mansion.

a room.

Luo Yan was sitting opposite to Dao Ji cultivator. On the table was clear tea and a few plates of desserts, simple and elegant.

"Fellow Daoist Luo is such a young and handsome man. Being able to come to my City Lord's Mansion really makes my City Lord's Mansion flourish."

The Daoist cultivator who spoke was called Gong Zhenming, a middle-stage Daoist cultivator with immortal demeanor.

After some polite words, he asked again: "Before becoming an enshrinement, can fellow Daoist Luo tell you about your own background?"

Luo Yan smiled, and said: "I came from Tianxinghai. As for the origin, there is actually no origin. I am just a lucky ascetic who became a Daoist by chance."

Gong Zhenming listened and nodded.

Luo Yan's words were ambiguous, and he obviously didn't want to elaborate, but that's okay, someone from his City Lord's Mansion will investigate.

Thinking like this, he looked at Luo Yan and said with a smile: "Well, from today on, Fellow Daoist Luo will be enshrined in the City Lord's Mansion. This is a contract document. If Fellow Daoist Luo thinks there is nothing wrong with it, just sign it."

contract?

Luo Yan raised his eyebrows, took the contract document, and read it carefully.

This is a letter of appointment.

It stated the treatment given to Luo Yan by the City Lord's Mansion.

It also clearly states the responsibilities that Luo Yan needs to bear.

"Salary... [-] spiritual stones per month, three bottles of Yunling Pills, and an extra bottle of spiritual marrow and random gifts at the end of the year. In addition, a set of Dongcheng House, a set of top-quality magic tools, and top-quality Qi-refining mid-stage Two cauldrons, Guixu City VIP card..."

"The above is the basic treatment, the more you work, the more you get..."

The more Luo Yan watched, the more surprised he became.

Ten thousand spirit stones, placed in the Qi Refining Realm, is a huge wealth that is unimaginable, but to Daoist monks, it is only a month's salary.

Yun Ling Pill is also a very prestigious second-order spirit pill, and a bottle costs at least several thousand spirit stones.

Not to mention that you can receive spiritual marrow and New Year gifts every year, and you can also give a room, a woman, a magic weapon, and a VIP card...

The salary of the City Lord's Mansion is not low. A random Daoist monk who has worked in the City Lord's Mansion for four or five years is probably richer than Luo Yan's current wealth.

Suppressing the heat in his heart, Luo Yan looked at the responsibility he had to bear.

"Everything is given priority to the interests of the City Lord's Mansion."

Luo Yan nodded, this is a must, he understands the principle of mutual prosperity, even if you use money to do things, this must be done, after all, you can't take other people's money and harm other people's interests, right?
"The City Lord's Mansion will release any information and give additional rewards when needed, and the offering cannot be refused."

This one is debatable.

What if they send you to die directly?
But Luo Yan didn't think this was a problem, after all he wasn't a pedantic person, he just ran away when the situation was wrong.

"It needs to be on call. If you need to retreat, you need to apply in advance and get the approval of the City Lord's Mansion."

this one...

As well as the following articles, the meanings are similar, they all say that the City Lord's Mansion is supreme and has the right to order the offerings, and the offerings cannot be refused unless they are closed.

Luo Yan didn't know how binding the contract was, and whether the above clauses were true, so he looked up at Gong Zhenming.

"Senior Gong, we are waiting for the offering, do we live a lot on weekdays?"

Gong Zhenming took a sip of his tea, and replied with a smile: "I wait for offerings, the most leisurely thing is, it's common to have nothing to do for a few months. Fellow Daoist Luo doesn't have to worry about anything, just sit at home and wait for the money."

Luo Yan nodded, but didn't take Gong Zhenming's words seriously.

There is no pie in the sky, how can there be a good thing in the world that only takes the benefits and does not work?

But nothing should be true for a few months.

Consecration, at first glance, is an extremely leisurely occupation.

Thinking like this, Luo Yan picked up the ink pen and wrote his name on the terms.

"Haha, welcome fellow Daoist Luo, my city lord mansion has fellow Daoist Luo, it can be said to be like a tiger with wings added."

Gong Zhenming laughed out loud, with a rather satisfied expression on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled again and said, "By the way, Miss Sijing still lacks a teacher to teach. Fellow Daoist Luo came just in time. Why don't you serve as Miss Sijing's tutor for a while?"

"Miss Sijing?" Luo Yan asked with a puzzled expression.

He secretly said in his heart that sure enough, he agreed to be free, but he asked himself to work just after signing the contract...

"Miss Sijing's full name is Wen Sijing, and she is the daughter of the city lord."

As Gong Zhenming said, he smiled mysteriously and began to transmit the voice: "The so-called near-water towers are the first to get the moon, and the opportunity is given to you. Whether you can grasp it or not depends on your own ability."

"..."

Luo Yan looked up at Gong Zhenming, and his heart sank slightly.

What does it mean to get the moon first?

He was sure that Wen Sijing would not be easy to get along with.

Otherwise, would it be his turn?
The priests in the city lord's mansion have already squeezed their heads to become a teacher for that Wen Sijing.

"Can I refuse?" Luo Yan pondered a little, and spoke slowly.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, there is really not enough manpower in the mansion, and the city lord is in a hurry..." Gong Zhenming looked distressed.

Looking at his expression, Luo Yan understood that there was no possibility of rejection.

He raised his eyelids, and said in a deep voice, "I've never been a teacher to anyone, I'm afraid I might mislead my students."

Gong Zhenming smiled disapprovingly and said, "It's okay, the city lord has his own inheritance, and you don't have to regard yourself as a teacher."

What do you mean?
Not a teacher's teacher?

Luo Yan's heart became more and more heavy, but facing Gong Zhenming's burning gaze, he could only nod his head with difficulty: "Well, I will do my best."

Hearing Luo Yan's reply, Gong Zhenming heaved a sigh of relief, his old face was as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"Then it's settled. I'll send someone to bring your salary to you later, and then I'll take you back to the mansion. You have a good night's rest today, and come to see me tomorrow morning."

"At that time, I will send you to Miss."

Luo Yan nodded: "I'm sorry, Senior Gong."

Gong Zhenming smiled and said: "No trouble, but I feel a little bit sorry for it, and I will send something to Fellow Daoist Luo as soon as I come up."

Luo Yan smiled, but didn't speak this time.

"Okay, I have other things to do, fellow daoist, wait here for a moment, I'm leaving first."

Gong Zhenming's heart blossomed with joy.

Those priests in the City Lord's Mansion avoided Wen Sijing like snakes and scorpions, and he would run away whenever he mentioned this matter.

Just in time, here is a newcomer!

"I'll see off seniors."

Luo Yan got up, sent Gong Zhenming out, and then returned to the room, drinking tea while waiting.

Wen Sijing, what a beautiful name, she looks like a quiet and ladylike little girl.

He just hoped it wasn't too big a problem.

Not long after he waited in the room, two girls came up with a jade plate.

"My lord, this is your salary."

Luo Yan glanced at the two girls, rolled up his sleeves, and put the contents of the jade plate into his bag.

In fact, there was nothing he could see.

A storage bag containing spiritual stone artifacts, three bottles of Yunling elixir, and things like the house deed key VIP card.

After cleaning up.

Luo Yan looked at the two girls again, and asked, "Where is the guide?"

The two girls lowered their eyebrows and said respectfully, "It's the two of us."

"you two?"

Luo Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at the two girls carefully.

The two girls are very bright, with snow-white skin and blue hair draped over their shoulders like big waves. It can be seen that they are all water-veined monks.

He suddenly realized that these two girls were probably the two cauldrons given in the contract.

Luo Yan knew it in his heart, but he didn't say it, he just said: "You guys lead the way."

Led by the two girls, Luo Yan left the City Lord's Mansion, boarded a carriage, and drove towards the East City.

on the carriage.

Luo Yan sat on the main seat, and the two girls sat on the left and right, with a somewhat reserved expression.

"What's your name?" Luo Yan asked.

"Return to my lord, my servant Gu Chunrou."

"My name is Gu Bianbian."

Luo Yan nodded, Gu Chunrou was more charming and mature, while Gu Bianbian was more reserved and shy.

He observed the two daughters and found that they did not seem like ordinary women, so he asked them about their backgrounds.

The answer was that their father was also a Daoist monk.

However, it fell during a trip.

And with the death of their father, their family fortune also fell, and they owed a large amount of debt. In order to pay off the debt, the two joined the City Lord's Mansion and practiced the cauldron method [Xuan**] Cha Gong].

But what surprised Luo Yan was.

These cauldrons who joined the City Lord's Mansion have the right to choose who they serve.

It wasn't that he chose the two sisters of the Gu family, but the two sisters of the Gu family chose him.

Luo Yan even heard of it.

When Gong Zhenming said that he would choose two people to serve Luo Yan, a group of cauldrons who had already met Luo Yan when Luo Yan passed by all rushed to win this opportunity.

The two sisters still used the priority option that they had specially asked for when they sold themselves, so they stood out and won the spot.

What the two sisters said made Luo Yan feel flattered, and his mood improved a lot.

Soon.

Luo Yan brought the two daughters to the mansion presented to him by the City Lord's Mansion.

This mansion is even more magnificent than the mansion in Mayuan West City.

And it seems that because people often clean it, the mansion is clean, almost spotless.

Some cleaning plus room assignment.

After Luo Yan let the second daughter of the Gu family do their own thing, she walked into her room and closed the door.

"Huh... I have a home."

Looking at this deserted house, Luo Yan felt inexplicably at ease.

Thinking like this, he took out a storage bag and released Mu Xiaoyi.

As soon as he was released, Mu Xiaoyi sat slumped on the ground, covered his eyes, and cried: "Wuwu, Luo Yan, you are necrotic, and you have kept me locked up."

Luo Yan: "Okay, from today onwards, I don't care about you anymore."

Mu Xiaoyi's crying stopped abruptly, she moved her palm away, revealing two spar eyes: "Really?"

Saying that, it seemed to think of something, and ran back quickly, as if afraid of being stuffed into the storage bag by Luo Yan again.

Luo Yan comforted: "Really, it's safe now. From now on, this will be your home."

It was fine if Luo Yan didn't say anything, but once he said it, Mu Xiaoyi finally came to his senses.

Yeah, it's not its home!
It felt ashamed for a moment, and sat down on the ground again, covering its face and crying.

Luo Yan supported his forehead with a helpless expression.

Mu Xiaoyi's IQ is too low, just like a child, and facing this kind of child, he is most helpless.

"I want to go back..."

Mu Xiaoyi was crying, and wanted to say 'I want to go home', but after saying three words, it stopped like a conditioned reflex, raised its head and looked at Luo Yan vigilantly.

It remembered clearly that after it said 'I want to go home' last time, it was immediately thrown into the dark space by Luo Yan.

"Little Yi, if you can't go back, just accept your fate." Luo Yan tried his best to show a gentle smile.

Mu Xiaoyi looked at Luo Yan, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he stomped his feet fiercely on the spot.

After stomping its feet for a while, it suddenly remembered something, and looked up at Luo Yan: "Where's my pill furnace?"

Mu Xiaoyi plucked up his courage and stretched out a hand to Luo Yan.

"Your alchemy stove is very useful, can you lend it to me for a while?" Luo Yan said brazenly.

He plans to learn alchemy.

Use up all the remaining elixir in the storage bag.

Anyway, the alchemy furnace is magical, it can be automatically refined by throwing medicinal materials into it.

"No! Pay me back!" Mu Xiaoyi shouted.

Luo Yan looked at Mu Xiaoyi, thought for a while, and said helplessly, "That's fine."

It seems that I have nothing to do with alchemy.

But it doesn't matter, Mu Xiaoyi is also idle when he is idle, he will go to buy alchemy books tomorrow and let him do alchemy at home.

Do not……

In addition to alchemy classics, there are also weapon refining classics, formation technique classics, and puppet classics...

Thinking this way, he smiled and took out the alchemy furnace.

As soon as the alchemy stove appeared, Mu Xiaoyi rushed over, hugged his own alchemy stove tightly, and then stuffed it into his belly, for fear that Luo Yan would snatch it away again.

"Run slowly, I won't fight you." Luo Yan said helplessly.

"No, you will!" Mu Xiaoyi said.

"..."

Luo Yan grabbed Mu Xiaoyi, put Mu Xiaoyi in front of him, and asked solemnly: "I won't steal your things. Also, do you want to go out for a stroll? This city of Guixu is more beautiful than your home." Much more fun."

Mu Xiaoyi shook his head frantically, and said, "I won't go out. Outsiders...bad people."

Luo Yan nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Okay, I will buy a lot of books for you tomorrow, so you can read them carefully and study hard."

Mu Xiaoyi's eyes showed a hint of yearning: "Are there really books? Xiaoyi loves studying the most."

Luo Yan smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you."

After finishing speaking, he took out a few skill classics from the storage bag and put them in front of Mu Xiaoyi: "You read these first, this is the principle of alchemy... wait until tomorrow, I will find some for you High-level pill formula, you try to refine it."

"Yeah!" Mu Xiaoyi nodded, as if thinking of something precious, he picked up a book and excitedly flipped through it.

"Okay, go to the corner and read a book, don't hinder my cultivation." Luo Yan said.

"Oh."

Mu Xiaoyi was very obedient, took the book, and walked to the corner by herself.

Luo Yan looked at Mu Xiaoyi, seeing that Mu Xiaoyi had calmed down, not looking like he was about to run away, he was relieved.

He was afraid that Mu Xiaoyi would be too homesick and must return to Wansen Island.

Now it seems that Mu Xiaoyi is also an easy-going temperament, just like him.

That's good.

After arranging Mu Xiaoyi, Luo Yan sat down cross-legged.

Flipping his palm, a gray-white stone appeared in his hand.

"Forbidden magic stone..."

Luo Yan felt the power in it, and the cultivation method of the Yuan Magnetic Method came to mind.

The Yuan Magnetic Method was forbidden in Chen Wudi's hands, it seemed to be very ordinary, and it didn't cause much trouble for Luo Yan.

But in fact, it was just that Chen Wudi's body was too pure and weak, and because he couldn't escape, Luo Yan flew a kite.

If it is close, under the prohibition of Yuan Magnetic Law, Luo Yan probably can only sacrifice the Fire Lin Sword to break the situation.

"The prohibition of the Yuan Magnetic Law is equivalent to the domain."

"In the field, all enemies are equivalent to being given special effects such as 'silence', 'slowness' or even 'imprisonment'."

"An enemy who can't use mana and is restricted in movement, how is that different from the fish on the knife board?"

"The only trouble is how to drag the enemy into the field..."

"It's difficult for Chen Wudi. But it's nothing for me, a monk with martial arts background!"

A gleam shot out of Luo Yan's eyes.

In terms of speed, even monks who are two small realms higher than him may not be as fast as him!

At that time, he can open the Yuan Magnetic Forbidden, and then rush directly in front of the enemy, impose 'silence' and 'slowness' on the enemy, and then kill the enemy with a few punches like killing a chicken and a dog!

"When I complete the Primordial Magnetism Forbidden, even in the late stage of Daoji, I will have the power to fight!"

To practice the Yuan Magnetic Method Jin, it is necessary to absorb the Yuan Magnetic Power in the Magic Stone, and combine the Yuan Magnetic Power with the mana to form the Yin and Yang magnetic poles in the dantian.

Once the yin and yang magnetic poles are completed, the original magnetism can be self-generated, and the original magnetic method can be regarded as a great achievement.

The Forbidden Magic Stone in Luo Yan's hand is enough for him to cultivate the Yin-Yang Magnetic Pole, and there is even a surplus.

Time passed slowly.

At a certain moment, Luo Yan, who was concentrating on absorbing the magnetism, suddenly opened his eyes and shot a ray of light.

"who?!"

The room was dark, it was late at night.

But his eyes were shining brightly, like a bright candle, reflecting a young girl.

"My lord...it's me."

It was Gu Chunrou. She was shocked. She just opened the door and looked at Luo Yan nervously.

She had obviously dressed up on purpose, and she was charming and attractive at the moment.

Luo Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at Gu Chunrou up and down, restrained his breath: "What's the matter?"

Gu Chunrou glanced at Luo Yan, then lowered his head, and whispered, "I'm here to serve you."

It was her first time, and she was a little nervous.

Luo Yan shook his head and refused: "No, you are responsible for the cleaning."

"what?"

Gu Chunrou was stunned.

I heard from other sisters that those Daoist monks are very impatient...

"I mean, I don't need to serve for the time being." Luo Yan said lightly.

"Luo Yan, what does serving mean? Let her serve me, okay?"

At this time, Mu Xiaoyi who was huddled in the corner suddenly spoke.

Mu Xiaoyi's voice startled Gu Chunrou, and Luo Yan also saw his body tremble violently.

"My lord, this is..." Gu Chunrou was a little startled, pointing at Mu Xiaoyi with a curious expression on his face.

"A person who has lost his body temporarily hides in the wood, there is no need to make a fuss."

Luo Yan did not say that Mu Xiaoyi was a puppet.

If a puppet with spiritual intelligence is spread out, it will definitely attract prying eyes.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Mu Xiaoyi, and said again: "Then, you two will serve Mu Xiaoyi, and treat him as me."

Gu Chunrou was stunned for a moment, and carefully looked at Mu Xiaoyi.

The body of the head is a cuboid.

The limbs and necks are cylindrical.

Just looking at the appearance, it looks like a wooden puppet, not anthropomorphic, but somewhat abstract.

"A man who has lost his body?"

Gu Chunrou felt pity in his heart.

A person whose body is made of wood is really pitiful.

Thinking like this, she nodded quickly: "Yes, this servant will take good care of it."

After getting Gu Chunrou's consent, Luo Yan looked at Mu Xiaoyi again: "Serving means taking care of you. She has already promised to take good care of you. If you need anything, just ask her."

Luo Yan originally thought that Mu Xiaoyi would be very happy.

Who knew that just after explaining, Mu Xiaoyi shook her head with a face of resistance: "I don't want her to take care of me, I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Luo Yan rolled his eyes and said angrily, "You can figure it out yourself."

Say it.

He looked at Gu Chunrou and said, "Since it doesn't want you to take care of it, then forget it. That's fine, it's none of your business here, go out."

Gu Chunrou was still unwilling: "My lord really doesn't want servants to serve you?"

Luo Yan quickly waved: "No need, go down."

Seeing that Luo Yan was getting impatient, Gu Chunrou could only choose to resign.

After looking at Mu Xiaoyi who was huddled in the corner and pointed her butt at her, she exited the room with complicated emotions.

Before leaving, he did not forget to close the door.

……

……

The next morning.

Luo Yan came to the City Lord's Mansion early.

This time it was not Gong Zhenming who received him, but another Daoist monk called Nie Tianquan.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, when I see Miss, you must not resist or argue with her, and do everything according to my wink." Nie Tianquan is a middle-aged monk.

At this moment, with a distressed expression, he was leading Luo Yan to the depths of the City Lord's Mansion.

"What? Miss Wen Sijing is difficult to get along with?" Luo Yan asked curiously.

"Ha ha."

Nie Tianquan smiled, as if he didn't want to say more, and reminded: "In short, you and I are both Daoist monks, and we will definitely not die."

dead……

Luo Yan's heart sank slightly.

That Wen Sijing was really difficult to get along with.

Led by Nie Tianquan, Luo Yan went deep into the City Lord's Mansion, and soon came to a back garden, where he met Wen Sijing.

Wen Sijing sat on a chair, her long fiery red hair hung behind her shoulders, which set off her fair jade neck.

Her face is a little immature, and also a little baby fat, as white as porcelain.

There was a hint of laziness in the golden eyes, as if he was not interested in anything.

It looked as if he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, in the prime of his life.

Rather.

Its figure is also concave and convex.

At this time, the legs were crossed, and the skirt was opened to the thighs, revealing a pair of snow-white long legs, which was particularly eye-catching.

Luo Yan followed Nie Tianquan, sizing up Wen Sijing.

Wen Sijing, on the other hand, kept her eyes fixed on the fish in the pond, as if she didn't notice the two people walking over.

"Miss." Nie Tianquan said carefully, for fear of disturbing Wen Sijing's elegance.

"Wait." Wen Sijing could not doubt it.

"Oh." Nie Tianquan nodded obediently like a doormat, and at the same time gave Luo Yan a soothing look.

Luo Yan stood beside Nie Tianquan with his head down, feeling regretful in his heart.

He came to be an offering, not to be a slave to others.

and also.

What kind of master is this?
Luo Yan really wanted to rush forward and punch Wen Sijing to let her understand what it meant to respect a teacher.

But thinking of Wen Sijing's identity, he could only extinguish his thoughts and sigh in his heart.

Wen Sijing left the two of them alone for a long time.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he opened his mouth abruptly.

"Nie Tianquan, what's the name of the newcomer?"

"Miss, his name is Luo Yan." Nie Tianquan stood up straight and said hastily.

"Is that Luo Yan? What skills do you know?" Wen Sijing asked lightly.

"I don't know either." Luo Yan said in a deep voice.

"I don't know anything, you also come to be my teacher?"

Wen Sijing's face darkened, and she flicked her fingers, and a fireball shot towards Luo Yan.

"Be careful!" Nie Tianquan was startled and reminded quickly.

Wen Sijing's blood is extraordinary, and with a single blow, he can kill ordinary late-stage Qi refining monks.

Even a Daoist monk should be careful in the face of Wen Sijing's attack.

However, Luo Yan didn't even hide.

boom!
The fireball hit Luo Yan.

The top-quality robe melted instantly, and the fireball hit Luo Yan's muscles, turning into sparks and falling down.

Luo Yan raised his eyebrows, brushed off the flames from his cassock, touched his unharmed muscles, and said in a low voice, "Miss Wen, you burned my clothes."

A trace of astonishment appeared in Wen Sijing's eyes, and she immediately became frightened and angry. She stood up directly and walked in front of Luo Yan: "So what if you burn your clothes?"

She raised her head, obviously looking up.

But it feels like she is looking up to others.

Luo Yan was condescending, looking down at Wen Sijing's delicate face, and said in a deep voice, "If you burn my clothes, you will have to pay for it."

"Losing money?"

Wen Sijing seemed to have heard some big joke, and said with a sneer, "So what if you don't pay?"

Luo Yan's eyes gradually darkened.

Next to him, Nie Tianquan was terrified, and he kept sending voice transmissions to comfort him: "Fellow Daoist Luo, you'll be fine if you apologize to Miss, don't talk back!"

He was scared to death.

In the past, it was not that there were no unruly Daoist monks, and there were even Daoist monks who directly attacked Wen Sijing in a rage.

However, facing the runaway Wen Sijing, those Daoist monks were not opponents at all, and they were all beaten badly.

Luo Yan ignored Nie Tianquan, just stared at Wen Sijing, and said coldly, "No compensation?"

talking.

With a flick of his fingers, a fireball shot out and landed on Wen Sijing in an instant.

"what!"

Wen Sijing let out a piercing scream, and hurriedly patted the flames on her clothes.

But Luo Yan looked indifferent, and said coldly: "If you don't pay, then I will burn your clothes too."

"Bastard! Bold!"

Wen Sijing managed to extinguish the flames on her clothes.

Looking down, I saw a big hole in my favorite clothes, and even my skin was burned red and blistered!

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Luo Yan, her eyes were bloodshot.

"die!"

After the words fell, a long flame whip pierced the sky and drew towards Luo Yan.

The flames chirped continuously, not only accompanied by terrifyingly high temperatures, but also with a piercing sound, the speed was extremely fast.

Luo Yan stood where he was, and the long whip still fell on him, making a crisp sound.

Snapped!
A whip fell, leaving a faint red mark on Luo Yan's body.

"It's too light, come again!" Luo Yan urged angrily.

"Humph!"

Wen Sijing's eyes were bloodshot, she raised her whip, and whipped at Luo Yan again.

But this time, before the whip fell, she felt an irresistible force coming from her.

Then, the whip was snatched by Luo Yan.

"You're done, now it's my turn." Luo Yan grinned, ignoring Nie Tianquan's obstruction, and whipped the whip.

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

Wen Sijing immediately screamed and sat down on the ground.

Nie Tianquan's eyelids twitched wildly. Looking at the bloodstain on Wen Sijing's shoulder, his mind went blank.

This surname is Luo...

How dare he?
How dare he treat Wen Sijing like this?

"Does it hurt?" Luo Yan stood holding the whip, looking down at Wen Sijing indifferently.

"It hurts." Wen Si sat quietly on the ground, weeping bitterly, her little face was stained with tears.

"It turns out that Miss Wen also knows the pain, I just repay the other person in the same way." Luo Yan remained silent.

But in my heart it was very enjoyable.

This kind of tsundere brat is lacking in drugs, punishment and discipline.

However, not long after he felt refreshed, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Wen Sijing in surprise.

Wen Sijing's body began to glow with golden light, and the terrifying power was recovering.

With that astonishing aura, even Luo Yan felt his heart sink, feeling like a catastrophe was imminent.

(End of this chapter)