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Luo Ju grew up day by day.
If I donât make use of this time, will I have to wait for him to grow up or recover his memory?
If I can bully him, I will bully him.
There arenât many opportunities like this!
I Canât miss it!
However, Ming Shu found that Luo Ju seemed to reject the spiritual qi. The bigger it was, the more obvious it was. In the end, she was not used to it.
Ming Shu could only take him away from Flower Valley and return to the cave where he lived before.
He was more suitable to live in a place surrounded by demonic qi.
In the beginning, Ming Shu could teach him a few things.
But in the end, it was all his own instinctive cultivation. He didnât need her at all.
Shua â
The young manâs white clothes were as white as snow. His facial features were exquisite, like a work of art carefully carved by God. His Peach Blossom Eyes had a shimmering light, making people intoxicated.
Luo Juâs appearance was no different from before.
......
It was just that he was a lot younger and was still in his youth.
The young manâs body was graceful, and his sword moves were sharp. His speed was so fast that the shadow of the sword was left in the air.
The sword blade with a cold light pointed at the woman on the rocking chair next to him.
In a flash, the woman reached out her hand and blocked the sword lightly. âLuo Ju!â
Luo Ju drew back her sword and squatted down beside her. âIs my swordsmanship good?â
âSO CHEAP!â
Luoluo snorted. âYou scolded me!â
Ming Shu raised her eyebrows. âYou can even tell that?â
âYou emphasized it.â
âI will pay attention next time.â
â...â
Luoluo got up and walked away. She had just taken a few steps when she saw the Devil King squatting furtively not far away.
He turned around and looked at the woman eating in the rocking chair. His expression was a little gloomy.
He looked at the sword in his hand and then looked at the Devil Lord in the distance.
He walked over with the sword in his hand.
The Devil Lord looked at the young man and felt hatred in his heart. It was actually this gigolo, Luo Ju!
However, the gigolo, Luo Ju, didnât give him a chance to speak. He waved his sword and slashed at Ming Shu.
The two started fighting over here.
Ming Shu looked up. Such situations often happened recently. Ming Shu just treated it as a show.
After fighting with the Devil Lord, Luo Huan found that Ming Shu was long gone. She cut down a pile of grass outside gloomily.
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The devil aura on Luo Huan became stronger and stronger. It was almost the same as before.
And her personality also gradually returned to normal... she deserved a beating.
Ming Shu felt that the pill.
Now she could consider the problem of running away.
âJiu Ling...âthe Devil Lord called her from afar.
Although the demon lord kept waving in front of her, he rarely talked to her.
âWhatâs the matter?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The demon lord seemed to be afraid to go forward and just stood there. âLing Wu has become a demon.â
A demon?
Ming Shu stood up and walked toward him.
The demon lord took a few steps back and kept a certain distance from Ming Shu.
âHow did you become a Demon?â
âI donât know. I just received the news.âThe Demon Lordâs eyes moved, not daring to look at Ming Shu, âI. . . You should want to know... I just came to tell you... that... if thereâs nothing else, Iâll leave first.â
The Devil Lord turned around and was about to run away.
Ming Shu grabbed him and pulled him back. âDevil Lord, why did you run away when you saw me? You still look like a man and a woman. Do I owe you something?â
The Devil Lord looked at Ming Shu, his eyes a little sad.
âNo... nothing.âThe demon lord forced a smile, but it was even uglier than crying.
The demon lord broke away from Ming Shu and ran away quickly.
Ming Shu:â...â
Ling Wu was possessed... then it shouldnât be far from her taking back the Little Naughty Girl.
At night.
Ming Shu lay on the bed and was ready to sleep. She suddenly remembered that she didnât see Ling Wu today.
Forget it.
She was such a big person, how could she lose him?
Hence, Ming Shu slept peacefully for the whole night.
The next day, Luo Ju still didnât come back.
Ming Shu asked Little Beastie.
Little Beastie said that Luo Ju was cultivating in the forest behind and didnât go far.
This was normal, so Ming Shu didnât care about him anymore.
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Night fell.
Ming Shu was lying on a big rock in the cave. Her fingers were hooked and held in her palm. She instantly woke up.
However, the next second, her body sank and she couldnât move under the pressure.
A hot kiss fell, blocking the words that she couldnât shout out in time.
Luo Juâs kiss was urgent and overbearing, as if it was going to exhaust the oxygen in her abdomen, forcing her to have no chance to breathe.
Her body seemed to have an electric current flowing through it, and she felt numb.
Luo Juâs hot kiss, like a Prairie Fire, flowed to her four limbs, and her body felt a little weak.
Just when Ming Shu was about to be out of breath, Luoluo became gentle.
The tip of her soft tongue swept across her lips. She seemed to have not finished yet and reached into her lips. She hooked her tongue and sucked on it.
After a long time, Luoluo let go of him and pressed his forehead against hers. The tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose.
A hot breath blew into her face. It carried the hormones unique to males.
The Manâs voice was deep and seductive. âLittle Flower God, you were talking and laughing with the Devil Lord Yesterday. What were you talking about? Why Donât you tell me?â
Ming Shu:â...â
âYou recovered?âOh, no, no, no!
âAre you unhappy?âThe Man moved his palm down and held Ming Shuâs waist. âLittle Flower God, Huh?â
âWhether you recover or not has nothing to do with whether Iâm happy or not.âMing Shu looked indifferent.
âYouâre so heartless.âLuoluo dug her fingers into Ming Shuâs clothes. Her warm palm held her slender waist and gently pinched it a few times.
The smooth feeling made Luoluoâs eyes darken.
His kiss fell again. He only pecked lightly and moved his fingers upward.
âLittle Flower God, I miss you so much.â
âLuoluo...âMing Shu raised her hand and pressed it against his chest.
âHuh?âLuoluo stopped. His eyes were full of confusion. He said in a low voice, âI want you, very much, Little Flower God...â
Seeing her standing together with the Devil Lord, he felt like he was going to explode.
How could she..
She was his.
âHave you thought it through?â
He pulled Ming Shuâs hand down, kissed her neck, and opened her clothes. Every action was carefully probing and gentle.
At the last moment, Luoluo promised in a low voice in her ear, âI have thought it through. In the future, I only want you. I donât want anything else, just you, okay?â
Ming Shu pursed her lips and didnât say anything.
Luoluo nudged her. âLittle Flower God, okay?â
Ming Shu suddenly turned around and pressed her down. Luoluo was a little surprised, but soon she was overwhelmed by an indescribable pleasure.
It was a crazy night.
The ground was a mess.
Luoluoâs hand fell to the ground. His fingertips moved slightly, and he opened his eyes slightly. In his bright eyes, the morning light shining from the entrance of the cave was reflected.
The events of last night gradually replayed in his mind.
The corners of his lips curled slightly. He turned his body to the side, but he touched nothing.
Luoluo:â...â
He sat up abruptly.
There were only his clothes on the ground, but not a single piece of her clothes could be seen.
The entire cave was eerily silent.
It was as if her aura had been sucked away.
Luoluo was stunned. After a long while, she called out to the void, âLittle Flower God?â
No one answered him.
Luoluo sat for a long time.
He picked up his clothes and put them on slowly.
âLittle Flower God! Good job!â
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Hahahaha, Ming Shu was just a normal person