Chapter 1870 The "Saintess" Of the Demonic Cult VS the "Sultry" Senior Brother (6)

"Witch..."

"Bang!"

Leng Su raised her hand and hit him hard!

Before Nan Lichen finished speaking, he tilted his head and his eyelids drooped.

Leng Su finally breathed a sigh of relief in the face of the finally peaceful palace.

Looking at Nan Lichen who finally calmed down on the big bed, Leng Su thought with a headache...

This is not a solution. Nan Lichen has been raised crookedly, and the idea of ​​"good and evil cannot coexist" is deeply rooted in his mind.

Now the situation inside the Demon Cult is chaotic, and it is too difficult for her to protect him alone...

It seems that the most urgent thing is to find a way to get this guy out of the Demon Cult first.

Otherwise, once the Demon Lord is alarmed, or the Demon Lord finds her, it will be really a pill.

Thinking of this, Leng Su turned over and lay beside Nan Lichen. She lay on her side, and her index finger kept poking Nan Lichen's face...

This guy is getting more and more handsome and charming.

Maybe it's because all the immortals have gone through the process of cleansing their essence and marrow, Nan Lichen's skin is really amazing.

It's white, tender and delicate, so delicate that you can't see any pores.

If this were put in modern times, girls would definitely be envious.

While Nan Lichen was unconscious, Leng Su touched, kissed and hugged him...

After taking advantage of him, Leng Su waved her hand and took Nan Lichen into her space.

She stood up, tidied up her messy clothes, and then slowly walked towards the exit of the Demon Cult...

When Nan Lichen woke up again, he found that he was no longer in the Demon Cult.

The air around him was no longer filled with strong demonic energy, but with streams of spiritual power that made him feel comfortable and unobstructed.

There was also a strong smell of barbecue in the air...

Nan Lichen opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the source of the fragrance.

Leng Su was sitting by the fire, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and a processed pheasant was stuck in the front of the stick.

"Hey, are you awake?"

The familiar teasing voice of a young girl sounded.

Nan Lichen looked up and saw Leng Su staring at him with a half-smile.

"Want to eat?"

Noticing that his eyes were lingering on the pheasant, Leng Su asked.

Hearing this, Nan Lichen forced himself to look away and not look.

"Gurgle."

However, his stomach made the most real sound, betraying him.

Nan Lichen: "..."

Just as he was annoyed, the fragrance of pheasant meat was getting closer and closer...

Looking at the pheasant meat that was suddenly handed to him, Nan Lichen's first reaction was to stare at Leng Su defensively.

Leng Su saw this and said with a smile: "If I really wanted to do something to you, I wouldn't have waited until now."

Nan Lichen's face froze when he heard this, and then slowly returned to normal.

"Gurgle..."

"Gurgle..."

"Gurgle..."

Facing the constant wailing of his stomach and the roasted pheasant in front of him that was constantly emitting fragrance, Nan Lichen's Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.

The sight that had finally moved away slowly became uncontrollable again, moving back little by little, and finally fell on the roasted pheasant...

He swallowed the saliva in his mouth subconsciously, and slowly stretched out his evil claws towards the pheasant meat.

Seeing his hand getting closer and closer to the pheasant meat, Nan Lichen's expressionless face couldn't help but reveal a hint of excitement.

However, at that critical moment...