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

As countless disciples of the immortal sect were eagerly waiting, Master Yuxia finally returned to the front of the formation.

But she looked a little embarrassed.

His hair was messy, his clothes were untidy, and he even looked a little dusty.

Obviously, she didn't gain any advantage in this battle with Hanae Rei.

"Head!"

Many disciples came up to ask about her well-being, but were all dismissed by Master Yuxia. She calmed down and went to her own tent.

However, as soon as he sat down cross-legged, Master Yuxia's body trembled.

Then, she took out a broken jade slip from her arms with some disbelief.

That is the Crystal Taoist's natal jade slip.

"How can it be……"

She murmured in disbelief: "Brother...he actually died in the devil's way?"

"This is impossible... No matter how useless he is, he is still at the Tribulation Realm. How could there be someone in the Demonic Path who could kill him?"

"Could it be that the Demonic Path is hiding its trump card just like us?"

"Damn it!" Master Yuxia gritted her teeth in hatred.

Was put together.

Although his senior brother was ugly and wretched in appearance, he was not pleasing to the eye in every way.

But he is his senior brother after all, and a rare master in the Tribulation Realm in the Shuiyue Immortal Sect.

Being defeated so easily by the evil path was a heavy blow to the Shuiyue Immortal Sect.

and.

His failure also meant that he had completely lost the trump card to win back Si Jingzhu.

"what to do……"

This was the first time that True Person Yu Xia had encountered such a headache-inducing situation since she took over as the head of the sect.

It's almost like there's no other way out.

Is it possible... that I can only give up the Ksitigarbha elixir?

No, no!

The Dizang Immortal Medicine cost almost all of his money. He bet everything on her.

As long as you can take that step...

No matter what the cost, Si Jingzhu must be taken back.

Thinking of this, Master Yuxia took a deep breath, and a fierce light slowly appeared in his eyes.

"At worst... I'll have a fight with her!"

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48. It’s not easy to get through the leader’s back door

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While eating, Zhang Xiaoying noticed that Sang Zhe seemed to be in a particularly happy mood today.

"Master, did something good happen to you?"

"It's more than a good thing."

Sang Zhe was eating rice and smiling with joy: "I met a living Bodhisattva."

Then he kept saying things like "It's scary to be a crazy manager", "It's so exciting to be a fan", "It's a classic dog-licker" and other difficult to understand words.

Zhang Xiaoying blinked.

In fact, she often didn't understand Sang Zhe's funny points.

Sometimes, she couldn't even understand a lot of what Sang Zhe said to her.

But she knew only one thing.

Sang Zhe was happy.

She is happy too.

Just watching Sang Zhe happily sharing the interesting things he encountered with me, with pure and clean happiness on his face.

Zhang Xiaoying felt very relieved.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Xiaoying was still cleaning up the dishes, but Sang Zhe had dressed again and walked to the door.

"Eh? Master, are you going to work overtime tonight?"

"Overtime... not really." Sang Zhe scratched his head.

In fact, it’s just cleaning the master’s bedroom every day.

But he didn't know how to explain to Zhang Xiaoying the matter of "giving gifts to the leader and using the back door".

It’s too troublesome to explain, so forget it.

"I'll be back soon anyway, so go to sleep if you're tired."

Zhang Xiaoying said "oh" obediently and then made the bed.

……

After many twists and turns, Sang Zhe arrived at Hua Jiang Lian's small attic with ease.

Having been here many times, Sang Zhe is already very familiar with this place.

Just like going home.

When he arrived at the door of Hanae Lian's room, Sang Zhe was about to knock on the door as usual.

But suddenly I realized that the door was not closed today.

Although he was doubtful, Sang Zhe still knocked on the door out of politeness.

No one cares about him.

Feeling something was wrong, Sang Zhe thought that Hanae Lian had died suddenly in the house from staying up late reading comics, so he couldn't help but push the door open.

The result is that the house is as messy as ever.

Black cloaks, long corsets, gloves and long boots were scattered all over the floor and bedside.

Hanae Rei was lying on the bed, breathing evenly and peacefully.

...what.

It turned out that he just fell asleep and forgot to close the door. I was scared to death.

Sang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a little helpless as he picked up the clothes she had thrown around and sorted them out.

With Sang Zhe's daily care, the house was actually much better than before. A simple tidy up made it tidy again.

But it looks like these clothes have just been taken off...

Hanae Rei seemed to have gone out.

And once I get home, I'm so tired that I just take off my clothes and fall asleep.

Why are you going here?

Sang Zhe did not dare to think too much. He should not interfere in the affairs of his leader.

After finishing the cleanup, Sang Zhe was ready to call it a day. He turned his head inadvertently and saw Hanae Lian sleeping soundly on the bed.

She sleeps badly.

The quilt was kicked into a twisted ball, only covering half of the body.

She was stripped down to her underwear and looked completely defenseless, just letting half of her body be exposed to the cold.

The petite body was sunken in the spacious bed, the loose suspenders were half hanging and half exposed, and the long hair was spread on the bed like a waterfall.

The pink face and the calm expression when sleeping make her look like an exquisite doll.

After thinking about it, Sang Zhe walked over and gently lifted the quilt for her.

Ugh.

My nanny is really caring.

But before Sang Zhe could finish feeling smug, he did so.

The next moment, a huge force suddenly pulled him onto the bed.

"Well!"

Before Sang Zhe could react to what was happening, a rich fragrance suddenly surged to his nose.

It is the girlish body scent of Hanae Rei.

In just a moment, he suddenly found himself being held tightly in Hanae Lian's arms like an octopus.

"Um... Big Bear..."

In my ears I could still hear Hanae Lian's soft and hazy murmurs in her sleep.

Sang Zhe turned his head and glanced at the big teddy bear next to the bed.

broken.

Doesn't this girl have to sleep with a bear in her arms every night?

Did you think of yourself as a bear in your dream?

But, but I am still a young boy who has not yet married!

Is this considered sexual harassment in the workplace?

Or unspoken rules?

Sang Zhe tried to move, trying to quietly break free from Hua Jiang Lian's arms.

But unexpectedly, after just a slight struggle, Hanae Rei, who was soundly sleeping, immediately stammered in a relentless manner.

I also used a little more force on my hands.

Huajiang Lian is a genuine person who has reached the state of transcending tribulation.

She exerted force like this, and Sang Zhe's eyes bulged out immediately.

Click.

He heard his ribs breaking and the blood pressure in his internal organs rising.

There was also the sound of half a life leaving the body.

The situation suddenly reached a deadlock.

Hanae Rei slept happily.

Especially after hugging Sang Zhe, her expression became more relieved and soft, even vaguely a little happy, as if she really treated Sang Zhe as a big fluffy bear and rubbed him gently.

But Sang Zhe looked as pale as a pig, as if his soul was out of his body.

You are only one step away from meeting the King of Hell.

But this is not a solution.

Move to sacrifice: ⑤五4７０⑦五五5

Not to mention the risk of sudden death at any time if she turns over and breaks him in half.