The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

Even though Shi Qingyan had already told herself so in her heart.

But her consciousness now seemed to be out of her control.

Those tiny thoughts grew rapidly, and countless erotic and ambiguous images flashed through her mind one by one.

It was as if Zhang Xiaoying had already experienced all the happiness in the world with Sang Zhe in her consciousness.

Her eyes were red and bloodshot from the beginning.

Until now, my body has gradually become hot and I feel weak and limp all over.

Shi Qingyan had a feeling.

If I continue like this, I will probably become a complete slave to my imagination.

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Shi Qingyan hardly even blinked the entire night.

He just stared at the curtain with bloodshot eyes for the whole night.

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On the second day, Sang Zhe discovered for the first time how difficult it was to open his eyes.

The soft and warm body in my arms feels like a fragrant rag doll, so warm and soft that I don't want to move at all.

Zhang Xiaoying seems to be the same.

Curled up in Sang Zhe's arms, feeling his warm breath, the indescribable sense of happiness and security made her not want to wake up at all.

Even the two kittens Jiaojiao and Heixia.

At this moment, they were snuggling together at the head of Sangzhe's bed, and he could touch the two furry and soft cats with just a slight stretch of his hand.

So happy.

But the communication device kept ringing, so Sang Zhe had to take it out with some annoyance.

"Sister, it's not time to go to work yet, right?"

"Isn't this just a leader's concern for his subordinates? Is he sleeping well on his first night at the company?"

Sang Zhe wanted to say that this was not the first time he had slept with her.

Whenever I feel sleepy, I take a nap here every day.

But if I told him, I was afraid that Tang Yubing would hold me accountable for slacking off at work.

"Let's just talk about it."

"I'm just reminding you that the people from Shuiyue Xianmen launched the first wave of attacks last night. Even those from Tianxingsi who had just returned from business trips were all sent out to defend."

The people from the Heavenly Punishment Department... Sang Zhe was a little more sober: "Did Yan Rouwan go there too?"

"went."

"Is nothing wrong?"

Tang Yubing's voice was a little playful: "I thought you didn't care about her anymore after she was bewitched by you."

Look at what you said.

Am I, Sang Zhe, such a heartless and ungrateful person?

She still owes me money for meal.

At least pay back the money before anything else happens.

"If you're so worried, why don't you come and see for yourself?"

Sang Zhe hesitated for a moment.

Logically speaking, the fact that I tortured Si Jingzhu alone is enough to make the people from the Immortal Sect kill me a thousand times.

Now I can say that I share weal and woe with the evil path.

Once the magic path is breached, I'm basically doomed.

Just in case, it would be a good idea to go and see the battle situation. At least it would give me some peace of mind.

After all, it's rare that I have some points left now, maybe I can exchange them for something useful.

"I understand. I'll be there in a moment."

After turning off the communication device, Sang Zhe sighed, feeling sad that he had to work overtime again so early in the morning.

But suddenly, a somewhat resentful and cold voice came from my arms:

"If cats have nine lives, then dying twice shouldn't matter, right? Why bother with her?"

"Uh, she seems stunned..."

Sang Zhe smiled awkwardly with some cold sweat on his face, "I just went to see the battle situation, not to see Yan Rouwan."

Zhang Xiaoying didn't say anything, but just rubbed against Sang Zhe silently.

"...I'll get up later."

"No?" Her eyes suddenly became soft and she blinked at him timidly.

Cute and delicate.

Seeing this, Sang Zhe almost wanted to hug her and go back to sleep.

But after much thought, in order to leave a good impression of active work in front of his leader, Sang Zhe finally reluctantly hugged Zhang Xiaoying and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"You still have to go to work. How can I support you if I don't go to work?"

Zhang Xiaoying is blushing again.

The wetness on her forehead made her cheeks quickly turn blood red, and her heart was suddenly in a turmoil.

"Then, I'll prepare some hot water for you to wash..."

"You can sleep a little longer, I can do it myself."

After saying that, Sang Zhe yawned, put on his clothes, washed up quickly and went out.

Only Zhang Xiaoying was left with her cheeks burning, curled up in the quilt and rolling back and forth.

Ahhh the Master kissed me! He kissed me!

Although it was just the forehead, it was only light and soothing in nature.

But he really kissed me!

Ah... Her beautiful eyes were blurred and intoxicated, her face flushed, and she huddled in the quilt, covering her head.

I really want to give my master a child as soon as possible...

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Zhang Xiaoying rolled around in the quilt with a shy look on her face, but she didn't know it.

At this moment, he was leaning against the cage, breathing in but not out, knocking on the railing with despair.

Hey.

Hello, there is another person behind the curtain.

Hello. I'm still here.

Don't ignore me...

37. War is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

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When Sang Zhe walked out of the prison gate, he felt a murderous aura coming towards him.

Although the surrounding scenery remains the same, there is no change.

However, the heavy atmosphere in the air made him unable to help but become solemn and serious.

Along the way, he saw many demon cultivators preparing formations and magic weapons, and a large number of spirit stones were being transported in boxes towards the mountain gate.

The only thing that surprised him was that he didn't see many wounded people along the way.

Is it...

The battle was so brutal, was it possible that no one who participated in the battle could come back alive?

When he thought of this, Sang Zhe's heart couldn't help but tighten.

No.

We have to find Yan Rouwan as soon as possible and ask her to pay back the money first.

Quickening his pace to the mountain gate, Sang Zhe immediately saw Tang Yubing, who was wearing a tight robe and a gilded breastplate that covered her plump chest, but her hot body could not be concealed.

Tang Yubing stood at the mountain gate, looking majestically towards the bottom of the mountain, looking particularly heroic.

"Oh, you're here."

Seeing Sang Zhe coming, Tang Yubing did not tease him as usual, but said seriously:

"You haven't seen it before? This is a real battlefield."

Sang Zhe couldn't help but become serious.

He looked down in fear and saw that many demon cultivators and righteous cultivators were fighting halfway up the mountain.

The battle scene was extremely intense, and shouts and screams could be faintly heard.

There were also many wounded demon cultivators who were helped back.

Especially a demon cultivator who just passed by Sang Zhe. It seemed that half of his leg was broken and he was covering his leg and screaming.

Is this the real battlefield in the world of immortal cultivation?

Sang Zhe stood in awe.

The next moment.

As soon as the evil cultivator reached the mountain gate, he suddenly stopped shouting.

He straightened his legs with a calm expression, then turned around and discussed with the person next to him what to eat tonight.

It's not just him.

There were also many injured demon cultivators, crying and shouting for their parents, each one more miserable than the other.

As a result, when they came back, they all acted as if nothing had happened. Not only did they no longer cry out in pain, they even had the leisure to sit together and chat.

Sang Zhe: “?”

"Brother, didn't you just break your leg?"

"Well, of course we are pretending." The demon cultivator said calmly, "Do you think we are really willing to fight to the death? Are you stupid?"

"War is just a matter of yelling and using your skills. You hit me and I hit you, and then we both go home injured."

"Who would really risk their life? That would be stupid."

"My monthly salary is only a few thousand yuan, and you expect me to work hard for you."

Sang Zhe: "...but on the other side..."

“It’s the same on the other side.”

When Sang Zhe turned his head to look over there, he saw the same scene.

On the Shuiyue Immortal Sect’s side, there was also a group of disciples, each of them was beaten to a bloody mess and looked extremely miserable.

But once they returned to their own camp, they all recovered to normal like a medical miracle.

"Little brother, you are from the Heavenly Punishment Division, right? Is this your first day seeing a battlefield?"

That day, the elder brother of the Criminal Division said with a vicissitudes of life: "Let me tell you, soldiers like us are also human beings, and we are not stupid."

"In this kind of battle, it's useless for us to fight to the death. In the end, it all depends on the great cultivators of the Tribulation Realm on both sides to make the move."