In the night, the male disciple felt cold all over his body. This uncle is not easy to mess with, not to mention that this master and his master are enemies! If it falls into her hands this time, I am afraid he will be in danger!

The male disciple felt fear and thought of countermeasures, while the woman was moving forward without any obstacles in the monster forest in the dark night, like a ghost.

Although the surrounding monsters could not see the figure of the woman, the vigilance of the monsters made them tighten in an instant, as if they were afraid of being discovered by the woman.

After running like this for half a time, the woman had already taken the male disciple hundreds of miles away. The man wailed in his heart, but there was no way to do it until a pink sedan chair appeared in front of him. It was the woman's flying magic weapon.

Although the flying magic weapon can drive automatically, there are four people standing outside the pink sedan chair. The one carrying the sedan chair is four men. They are covered in black clothes, with only a pair of eyes exposed. They are empty inside and have no thoughts, just like walking corpses.

"Did you see it? I'm sorry that my new pet has been absorbed, and now I can only use it to decorate the sedan chair." The woman spoke, and the male disciple felt a chill in his heart.

Seeing the male disciple trembling under his command, the woman chuckled, raised her hand gently, and threw the male disciple into the sedan chair. She herself followed her and flew into the sedan chair. The pink sedan chair was half the size of a room, with a gauze fluttering, but she couldn't see any light inside.

"How is it? Stay with my uncle?"

The woman asked this, and the male disciple hurriedly grabbed his clothes and took two steps back. However, the sedan chair was not big after all, and even if it was impossible to retreat, the two were only half a meter apart.

"Uncle Liu is really joking. How can Uncle Liu like me with such cultivation level?"

As the male disciple said this, he tried his best to keep a decent smile, for fear that if he accidentally angered the woman and killed him with a slap, it would be even more unworthy of the loss.

"What are you saying? What's wrong with your cultivation level? I don't dislike you."

While the woman was talking, she tore the male disciple's clothes, with a cold smile on her face, but her hands seemed so anxious, which was extremely contradictory. In such a tearing, the male disciple was extremely anxious, but could not save himself.

"Uncle Liu, please spare me, I really can't do it, it's not enough for you to replenish it in one go!" The male disciple said as he resisted desperately, and then he heard Uncle Liu smile charmingly.

"You can't? If people from our sect don't do it, they will be dead." After saying that, Master Liu laughed and actually let go of the man.

"Thank you for your grace to spare me." The male disciple knelt down in fear and fear, and was even more respectful to the uncle Liu, but the woman waved her hand gently.

"Bai Wu, your little mouth is quite sweet. I didn't say I wanted to spare your life. You should know that I and your master have a grudge. Why should I spare you?"

The woman said, gently lifting the man's chin with her pink fingers. Looking at her appearance carefully, she was indeed not someone who could do anything. However, the rules of their sect, whether the furnace or cauldron is not about appearance, but about cultivation. Regardless of men and women, as long as they can provide them with cultivation, they are good people.

What kind of man hasn't seen her for so many years? This white mist looks a little bit dull. Having said that, the disciples of their sect, regardless of gender, should try to choose beautiful ones, the more beautiful the better. Only in this way can they go out and cause trouble, and only then can they hook up with other sect disciples willingly be replenished by them.

However, now that the sect has sent them to this plane, there are not many resources and fewer disciples who can practice. It is not easy to find new disciples. Those who are good-looking or not can only make do with it.

"Bai Wu knew that uncle had a grudge with my master, so she was especially grateful for his life-saving grace." The man was extremely anxious, but he still didn't dare to look up, for fear that the woman would change her mind at any time and take his life.

"Bai Wu, you are a smart child. You should understand that this time I compete with your master for the position of elders. There must be someone who will withdraw. Your master is a man who is not an elder but not an elder. I originally had a higher chance of winning, so I will not allow any unexpected situations to happen! You are helping your master and accumulating capital, how can I spare you?"

The woman said, and with a light move of her hand, her slender nails slashed across Bai Wu's face, leaving a deep scar, and blood flowed out, making the atmosphere even more weird.

"Uncle Master Mingjian, this time I did not come by Master's orders, but the elders and the sect's orders!"

The man said this just because he hoped that the person in front of him would pay attention to the sect's face and put the overall situation first and not make things difficult for him.

"I don't care about all of these. I only know that the credit you do will be counted on your master, so I can't spare you."

The woman said, the red silk flew out of her palm. It was her magic weapon. It was just a moment of kung fu, which tightened the man's neck. He used a little force on his hand and wanted to kill someone and disrupt the whole plan.

"Master, uncle, I am willing to help you!" The man felt that his neck was about to be broken, and he would never dare to hesitate anymore. Even if his master blamed him in the future, it would be better than losing his life now.

After hearing this, the woman showed a smug smile on her face, and the silk in her hand disappeared instantly, and the man coughed violently for a few times before he recovered.

"Tell me, how do you want to help me?"

After hearing Uncle Liu's words, the man felt desperate, but now in order to survive, he had to give out his trump card.

What's more, they are evil cultivators, and masters and disciples are just using each other to help his master make contributions, just to exchange for more resources.

"Uncle Liu should know, what is the purpose of my trip to the Dongcheng Branch of Feixian Sect this time?" The man asked, and then he sighed when he heard Uncle Liu.

"Bai Wu, now I still have to play with me. Do you think that without you, I can't find that inner supporter?"

With a word from Master Liu, the male disciple understood that this time, I am afraid that the news would be revealed in the middle, so that the Master could know. At this point, if it is concealed, there will be no benefit.

"Uncle Liu, I can help you, but I also ask Uncle Master to agree to me with a condition." The man said, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!