My host is the thief six

Chapter 159 Put down Senior Sister and let me do it! (47)

Yu Sheng returned to Lincheng with a group of people and the newly appointed elder Wen Yujian of the Devil's Sect. The people in Lincheng who saw this posture were shocked.

If they didn't see their acquaintances inside, they would all go home and hide.

Li Wen and the others didn't care about the behavior of these city residents, they went straight back to the Demon Cult.

Li Qi didn't listen to Xu Ziheng's words. He asked someone to take the other congregants out of here, but he was packing his things. He was about to go out when he saw Yu Sheng and others who had already returned.

Li Qi: "..."

Li Wen: "..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

"Um... Why are you back, Master..." Li Qi, who was carrying a burden, stood at the door awkwardly. He scratched his head, "Has everything about the door been resolved?"

"Well, let them come back," Yu Sheng walked in, "Let them come and get in touch with other people."

"other people?"

Congregants followed Yu Sheng in one after another, and Li Qi soon saw people behind them who were dressed completely differently from them.

He stretched out his hand to hold Li Wen, and said in a low voice, "Brother, who are these people?"

"I don't know too well." Li Wen also shook his head. He is still at a loss, let alone be able to answer Li Qi.

"The little leader grew up in this dilapidated place?"

"What the hell is this place? Our side is better than here."

"It's unbelievable that the little leader lived with these rough guys when he was a child, and he suffered such a big grievance!"

The Sand Sculpture Cultists who hadn't gone far at first heard the word "ratty" and planned not to cause trouble for their leader, but when they heard the following words, they all rolled up their sleeves and geared up.

"I'm really sorry that we are so shabby here!"

"No matter how rough we are, we are better than some people who are not even rough! Bah! Bitch!"

"Hey! Who's a bitch, tell me clearly!"

"Who should say who!"

"What, you want to fight!"

"Come on! Whoever loves the grandson today!"

Yu Sheng, who had gone far away, didn't know how the two groups of sand sculptures connected with each other. She sat at the top and looked at Wen Yujian in front of her with her chin propped up.

"Lin Muwan, what are you trying to do by dragging me here?"

Wen Yujian looked at Yu Sheng warily, she was a little confused now.

Even if the other party wanted to take back her body, there was no need to ruin his reputation like this, right?

Everyone in the entire continent knows that as long as there is a slight relationship with the Demon Cult, it will never be washed away.

"Nothing." Yu Sheng smiled slightly, "After all... it's mine, right?"

She looked at her from head to toe with meaningful eyes.

Wen Yujian was startled, and subconsciously looked at the dazed people around him.

No one understood the meaning of this sentence, only she did.

And why didn't she understand the meaning of Yu Sheng's words, this body was hers, and no matter what she did to this body, it was her freedom.

But has she considered her feelings?
She obviously can't go back, everyone is a fallen person in the world, why do you want to kill them all like this?
What Wen Yujian hates the most now is that he didn't plot against her before, and didn't let her die under Shen Qingchuan's sword.

As long as she is dead, the subsequent series of events will not happen again.

(End of this chapter)