Chapter 859

After the two people who were obsessed in the pavilion chanted the gold and collected the drum, Meng Ziyi had already raised his sword.

This time, Nan Xun didn't stop her any more, she heard too much, she was tired and panicked, mainly because she was afraid that she couldn't hold back and knocked Master Meng down on the spot.

The Demon Slayer Knife slashed at the invisible barrier outside the pavilion, and the barrier used for sound insulation broke in an instant.

The moment the barrier was broken, the flower demon immediately noticed.

Her expression changed drastically, but before she could get out, Meng Ziyi had already stunned Fang Yue, who was covering her body.

The smell of lust in the pavilion has not dissipated, and it is so strong that it is a bit pungent. Mencius frowned, a look of disgust flashed on his face, and his voice was cold: "The chrysanthemum flower demon who has practiced for thousands of years."

With a wave of Chrysanthemum Flower Demon's arm, her body changed into a dress again. She stepped back two steps and stared at the person in front of her vigilantly, "Monster hunter?"

Not only can you smell the demonic energy on her body, but you can also see her Taoism. The strength of this demon hunter should not be underestimated. and……

Chrysanthemum Flower Demon's gaze swept across the three short swords on his back, subconsciously feeling that this demon catcher is not easy to mess with. In case, it is best not to face it.

When the atmosphere was deadlocked, a beautiful woman followed briskly.

After the woman called the master softly, she stood behind the monster hunter.

The flower demon suddenly saw this woman, and there was a look of surprise in her eyes. At the next glance, she saw her true body.

It's a painting monster! It's just that this painting demon has no demonic energy, and it is possible that the demonic power is higher than hers.

No wonder the chrysanthemum flower demon thinks this way, it is true that all monsters in this world have a demonic energy on their bodies, unless the spirit transformed from a Buddhist and Taoist holy object that has a great chance is such a spirit, and it is also very often with demonic energy. Therefore, those demons with weak demonic aura are either little demons who have just opened their minds like ants, or they have deep demonic power and can hide their demonic energy at any time.

The chrysanthemum flower demon is the latter type. She has devoted herself to practicing for thousands of years, and she rarely kills, so her body is very weak, and even a demon hunter may not be able to smell the demon in her.

But what shocked her was not the demonic power of the painting monster, but... the painting monster was not afraid of the monster hunter at all, and looking at his posture, he was quite reliant on the monster hunter!

She heard that there are some crooked monster hunters who will tame some little monsters for their own use. Could it be that this relationship between a person and a monster is that kind of master-servant relationship?

The chrysanthemum flower demon thought for a moment, and no longer planned to confront them head-on, but bowed to the demon catcher with a respectful attitude, "The little demon has seen the master."

Meng Ziyi ignored her, but scolded Xiao Hualing behind him in a low voice, "What are you doing here? If I have a fight with this flower demon, wouldn't you be causing trouble?"

Nan Xun said as a matter of course: "I'm here to help Master. If I can't beat me, I'll run, and I won't hold back Master."

"You go out first." Mencius said lightly.

"Why? Does the master really think I'm a burden?" Nan Xun looked aggrieved, although he couldn't see it, this small expression of grievance also made me feel pity.

Meng Ziyi raised his hand, landed on her head accurately, and rubbed her head with a sullen face, "No matter how cumbersome you are, I can protect you and prevent you from staying here because of this pavilion. It doesn't smell good."

Nan Xun's eyes were sparkling. Domineering big boss! No matter how cumbersome you are, I can protect you. I really like this sentence.

"Does it smell bad? I smelled the fragrance of chrysanthemums, and there was a very strange smell. This smell seems familiar." Nan Xun took a few breaths in order to smell it clearly.

Meng Ziyi's brows twitched, and his big palm covered her mouth and nose one step ahead of his head, "Don't smell it, why are you so disobedient?"

The chrysanthemum flower demon looked at the two people's intimacy like no one else, and almost regarded her as air, and couldn't help but look dazed.

This is how master and servant get along, this is clearly...

Look at the man's pampering and indulgent expression, look at the tone of voice that is clearly reproachful but worried, there are countless chrysanthemum flowers and demons reading men, how can you not see this man's mind.

He... likes this painting demon!

Omg, incredible!

After the chrysanthemum flower demon was surprised, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he was afraid that he would not be able to escape, so he was caught instead, and then he would not be able to get it.

However, she figured it out, this painting demon is just a little demon who doesn't know the world, not a powerful old demon at all.

Hearing the man and the demon talking about the smell in the pavilion, the chrysanthemum flower demon didn't know what to do. Where's the unpleasant smell? It's obviously the body fragrance on her body, the sweat on the man's body, and the good taste of the man and woman.

She brushed her sleeves with a stern face, and chrysanthemum petals rained again in the pavilion, but this time she didn't add anything else, it was the pure scent of chrysanthemums.

The gauze tent of the pavilion was also lifted by her, and the wind blew, so that the erotic smell in the pavilion dissipated a lot.

After waiting for a while, until the smell completely dissipated, Meng Ziyi released his hand covering Xiao Hualing's mouth and nose, and then pulled Xiao Hualing to go inside, sitting on a stone bench by himself.

The stone bench was originally separated by a distance, face to face, but Nan Xun used a little magic, so he moved his stone bench to Meng Ziyi's side and sat next to him.

Seeing that he just glanced at herself and didn't say anything, she was so happy that her face bloomed.

The chrysanthemum flower demon saw this person and one demon's attitude towards getting along with each other, and the conjecture in his heart became more and more certain, and the vigilance on his face unconsciously decreased a bit.

The flower demon suppressed the surprise in her heart and clasped her fists again: "Master, although I am a demon, I have only been practicing my duty for thousands of years, rarely killing, let alone harming people."

Meng Ziyi's face was stern, "Are you sure that you have never harmed anyone?"

The chrysanthemum flower demon said in a positive tone: "I am sure that I have never harmed anyone."

Meng Ziyi held the Demon Slayer Sword in one hand, and tapped lightly on the hilt with his index finger, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he asked: "Since you claim to be a part of cultivation, why do you invite mortals to come here?"

The chrysanthemum flower demon paused and said truthfully: "Master, you mortals are still indulgent, let alone demons by nature. I have asked myself that I have been very restrained. Since the purification, except for this day of the year, I will indulge a little, and the rest of the days I have been in seclusion and practice. ."

After a short pause, she covered her lips and smiled coquettishly, "As for why I invited them to hold a chrysanthemum conference, I chose this chrysanthemum boy, naturally because I have a high vision and like those good-looking men, once a year, I naturally have to treat myself. better."

Nan Xun's head suddenly passed over Meng Ziyi's shoulder, probed towards this place, and asked curiously, "Is a demon by nature kinky? But I don't think I'm sexually kinky, I'm just curious. That...is this kind of thing really ecstasy? ? I heard you cry just now."

Meng Ziyi's face darkened, and he reprimanded in a low voice, "Xun Xun, sit down and don't interrupt."