Chapter 138 Wang Yu's Theory of Success

  In Yunluo Palace, there are real demons dancing wildly, and the 'blood cow' raised in the blood nest makes Elder Suishan very satisfied.

  After drinking two pools of blood wine, Elder Suishan passed out drunk in the hall, as if he had lost consciousness.

  The remaining ten ordinary disciples eaten by Elder Suishan, together with Qin Ge, Ke Xiaoliang, the corpse meow girl and the private cook, were 'surrounded' by the disciples of the Blood Demon Palace.

  All kinds of overt and secret clichés are not mentioned.

  The monks of the Blood Demon Palace are always improving their offensive tactics.

   She has successfully used her beauty and the breeding rights of the male corpse cat to pry open the mouths of Qin Ge and the corpse cat girl.

   Those neurasthenic disciples who had already been tortured by Elder Suishan were even more overwhelmed. Basically, they had already confessed many "secrets" that they were specially warned not to reveal easily before leaving.

  Of course, it's just a group of ordinary disciples, so they can't grasp any real secrets.

  The so-called non-disclosure... the meaning itself is 'can be disclosed'.

  The superfluous confession is nothing more than a little trick by the senior leaders of the Ten Demon Sects, using their own disciples to make arrangements.

   After all, the Ten Demon Sects are good at playing tricks.

  The reputation of the Blood Demon Palace in the practice world mainly depends on "unbeatable".

  For example, one of the disciples explained the next "big move" of the Ten Demon Sects in the wasteland world.

  Find the nautical chart of the New World, go to the New World, get clues to the next step of the extraordinary job agency, further promote the progress of the super job agency, and get more plot points.

   This is a smoke bomb.

  Ke Xiaoconscience is well aware that almost half of the current Ten Demon Sect's main force has entered the new world... the world of high martial arts.

  The reason is very simple. On the old road of the wasteland world, it is already difficult for them to quickly obtain more plot points.

   But looking for a sea route to the New World will waste too much time and consume too many disciples.

  Even if he found it, he was still a long way behind those righteous monks, and the loss outweighed the gain.

   It is better to continue to use the advantage of numbers in the world of high martial arts to gain more opportunities.

   Duplicate operations in Wasteland world.

"Come on! Senior Brother Ke, we Blood Demon and Ten Demon sects have always been in the same spirit. Let's drink this glass of wine to the full and once again toast to the friendship between our two sects!" The glamorous female monk, as if hot and hot, pulled the neckline that was already squeezing the mountain, and opened it a little lower, staring at Ke Xiaoliang with the abyss, mocking Ke Xiaoliang's noble character and uncompromising integrity .

   "It's done!" Ke Xiaoliang poured the wine into his mouth, but it actually entered the gourd.

  A drunken look appeared on his face, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the deliberately open neckline.

   Not far away, several monks from the Blood Demon Palace showed resentment when they saw this scene.

   "Although Senior Sister Xuan Ya has a heavy weapon, she usually doesn't open the door so easily to meet guests."

   "To get the kid in front of me now, it's really cheap for him." Two monks from the Blood Demon Palace whispered to each other.

"Then what can I do? I've already inquired. Among this group of people... the one who has the most contact with other worlds should be this kid named Ke Xiaoliang. And... it is said that he is very close to Wang Yu. "

   "Wang Yu? Is that Wang Yu?"

"Wang Yu who successively wrote "The Struggle of a Demon Cultivator", "Two or Three Things in Different Worlds", "Wonderful Experiences and Wonderful Minds" and "Let's Go"?" At this time, a Wang Yu suddenly appeared. Iron powder, the tone seemed extremely excited.

   As time flows faster in the different world.

  Wang Yu's theory of success has gained more and more 'recognition'.

  In addition, Wang Yu is a new disciple of the Ten Demon Sect, but because of various encounters, he thrives in a different world.

   Now in the wasteland world, he even got the bandit title of "King of Beasts".

  The books he wrote were also dubbed a little legendary, and even spread to the Blood Demon Palace, which had just obtained the blood talisman.

"Of course it's that Wang Yu! I have to admit that Wang Yu of the Ten Devil Sects is still very good at exploring different worlds. It's a pity that he is not on the exchange list this time. But what can be written can be Seriously?"

"So, Wang Yu must still have some secret skills, which he only teaches to his close friends. This Ke Xiaoliang, who was praised as the thirteen demon sons of the Ten Demon Sects, has a cooperative relationship with Wang Yu. It must be for Wang Yu. Some exploration experience, even more unknown understanding. What we have to do is to get the truth out of his mouth."

"Senior Sister Xuanya... also made a sacrifice for our entire Blood Demon Palace. Everyone should respect her, don't desecrate her, don't complain..." The monk of the Blood Demon Palace who spoke, his eyes widened, staring at her. Looking at the lingering trembling mountains, the body trembled slightly unconsciously.

  Seeing the scantily clad young lady.

   One look is instinct, but the second look is abnormal.

   Therefore, many people follow their instincts and stare at them without turning their heads or blinking. It's not blasphemy, it's not rude.

  The dark red wine dripped down the sharp chin into the bottomless trench.

  The seduction in the line of sight deliberately and heavily hit the reason under the dim light.

  Ke Xiaoliang thinks he is a gentleman.

  Because up to now, he has not followed his instinct and stretched out his claws.

  According to his judgment, if he makes a move now, there is an 80% probability that the other party will deliver the goods directly to the door instead of a backhand slap.

   "I still underestimated the Blood Demon Palace. There are oases in the desert, not to mention the Nuoda Blood Demon Palace. Can't find a few overbearing ones?" Ke Xiaoliang asked himself, feeling that he was careless.

  But he did not betray the interests of the sect, did not disclose important information about the Ten Demon Sect, he is still a good disciple of the Ten Demon Sect, and a good disciple of the master.

   "Wang Yu?"

   "We know each other too well!"

   "I was the first to discover his talent."

"The first book he wrote... which is now the best-selling book "The Struggle of a Demon Cultivator", the original draft was given to me." Ke Xiaoliang drank two glasses of wine, deliberately poking his tongue out, very upset Staring intently at a certain sinful abyss, he said distractedly.

"Then...does he have something, a secret...a way of not telling outsiders but only telling friends?" Dressed in a blood-red robe, under the silk robe, a female monk with a delicate body is outlined, leaning down, Looking at Ke Xiaoliang with fiery and scarlet eyes, he asked.

  Ke Xiaoliang glanced at it, then looked away.

   Then close your eyes and make a resting posture.

  In the next second, the soft and sweet body squeezed in and stuck into his arms.

  Some touches that are difficult to describe completely with words, once described, will be banned immediately, from the chest, from the arms, from the shoulders... one after another.

  Ke Xiaoliang seemed unable to bear it any longer, and said, "Yes! Of course there is!"

   "Why don't we go to the room to discuss it. In addition to Wang Yu's private biography, I also have some experience summed up by myself..." Ke Xiaoliang said hurriedly, as if impatient.

  Senior Sister Xuan Ya's cheeks were flushed, but she lowered her head shyly like an upright chick, still making an appearance that you can adopt.

  The two hooked up and committed adultery, each with their own ideas, hugged and left.

  Behind... are the monks of the Gorefiend Palace, full of resentment. Unexpectedly, Ke Xiaoliang also gained some magic points... Although such a small gain, Ke Xiaoliang no longer takes it seriously.

  In the arranged room, as soon as Ke Xiaoliang entered the door, he immediately pasted a magic heart talisman on Senior Sister Xuanya's head. Then he threw out the array disk and sealed the entire room.

  This female cultivator of the Blood Demon Palace, who was just a hypocrite and a snake, is now limp on the bed like a snake, twisting constantly, and making some misleading sounds from time to time.

   Such a sound was filtered and even slightly amplified by the array disk, and spread to the corridor.

  The monks of the Gorefiend Palace, who were blocking the door and ready to rush in at any time... were jealous.

   "Tell me, is Gu Tailang imprisoned in Blood Prison Valley?"

  (end of this chapter)