After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 226 Reward

In Ye Wutan’s bedroom, the dim candlelight flickered, as if it would be swallowed by the darkness at any time.

"Useless thing, much worse than your father."

A woman with an extremely charming figure, her body like a nimble snake, tightly wrapped around a young man with fangs in his mouth.

The young man at this moment was pale and thin, with sunken cheeks. His eyes, which should have been full of life, were now dull, staring straight at the ceiling, as if his soul had already left his body.

"If you're happy serving me, how about I support you and make you the new Pig King?"

Seeing the young man motionless, the woman's eyes flashed with displeasure, and then she whispered softly in his ear. The warm breath sprayed on the young man's ear, carrying a full charm.

In an instant, the young man's eyes seemed to be ignited with a flame, and a light flashed. His eyes, which had been dead, were once again filled with vigorous energy.

"That's right... You damn men... always have a morbid obsession with power... But I also like... power..."

The woman giggled, her voice becoming softer and softer. In this dim bedroom, it was like a bewitching devilish voice.

"Since you like power so much, how about giving you the position of Demon King?"

A cold voice, as if wrapped in ten-thousand-year-old ice, exploded without any warning in Ye Wutan's bedroom.

Instantly, the air in the entire bedroom seemed to freeze. The enchanting woman, tightly wrapped around the young man, froze abruptly, her charming smile frozen in an instant, and a flicker of barely concealed fear flashed in her eyes.

She slowly turned her head and looked towards the source of the sound with trembling eyes.

The young man with fangs, who had been revitalized by the woman's words, suddenly felt his legs go weak, his face turned pale in an instant, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were full of panic and fear.

"Demon... Lord Demon Emperor..."

The woman's lips trembled, her voice as soft as a mosquito's, barely squeezing out these few words from between her teeth. The fear in her voice was like an invisible hand gripping her throat.

"Snakes are lustful. Don't worry, I don't blame you." Ye Wutian's voice was low, and no emotion could be heard.

He slowly walked to the front of the couch, leaned over slightly, and gently raised his slender and bony hand to place it on Shejiu's face. The action seemed gentle, but it made Shejiu shudder.

"Demon... Lord Demon Emperor..."

She Jiu opened her mouth in a trembling voice, wanting to explain, but her throat was dry and her voice was pitifully small. Ye Wutian's hand exerted a little force, pinching her chin and forcing her to look up. Their eyes met.

"Get rid of him."

Ye Wutian didn't even raise his eyelids as he coldly gave his orders to the darkness. His voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry a tremendous force, echoing in the silent chamber.

Upon hearing this, the fanged youth collapsed to the ground with a thud. His pants were instantly soaked, and the strong smell of urine filled the air. He kowtowed desperately, his forehead banging against the ground as he pleaded bitterly, "Master Demon King, spare my life! It was she who bewitched me, it was she..."

Before he could finish his words, two dark figures darted out from the darkness like ghosts, instantly covering the young man's mouth and dragging him out like a dead dog. The young man kicked his feet wildly, his hands grasping the ground in vain, his desperate cries gradually fading away.

She Jiu was so frightened that her whole body went limp, her face ashen. She knelt down with a plop, her voice trembling: "Sir, I... I was confused for a moment, please have mercy on me..."

"It's so dazzling. I wonder if you are that brave."

Ye Wutian's eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked down at She Jiu condescendingly. At this moment, She Jiu's body was shaking uncontrollably, and the undulating waves seemed to be shrinking with her fear at the moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "puff" sound, like a sharp blade cutting through silk, and a huge hole appeared in Shejiu's abdomen. Blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing on the hem of Ye Wutian's clothes, creating hideous blood flowers.

"Tell me, how can such a small courage contain such a big ambition?"

Ye Wutan looked down at She Jiu who was struggling in a pool of blood with cold eyes, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain.

"Sir, I was also possessed by a ghost for a moment. I will never dare to do it again."

She Jiu's eyes were full of despair and pleading. He waved his hands wildly. Regardless of the wound on his abdomen, he struggled to crawl towards Ye Wutan, leaving a shocking trail of blood behind him.

"Don't be afraid. Don't you like to play? Then you can reward the army well on behalf of this emperor. If you can come back alive, this emperor will forgive you."

Ye Wutan had a cruel smile on his lips, but there was no warmth in his eyes as he looked down at She Jiu.

When She Jiu heard this, she was struck by lightning. Her already pale face turned even whiter than paper and her body was shaking like a sieve. She knew very well what the so-called "rewarding the army" meant.

"Sir, please, spare me, I don't want to..." She Jiu burst into tears and begged at the top of her lungs.

But Ye Wutian turned a deaf ear and turned away. She Jiu's cries echoed in the empty chamber, gradually being dragged away by the guards, leaving only a hint of blood and fear in the air.

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inside the room.

The morning light filtered through the mottled window lattice, quietly falling onto the bed. Lin Chuan slowly woke up, his consciousness gradually returning. In the blur, he caught sight of a familiar figure.

"Master."

Lin Chuan called softly, his voice still lazily like someone who had just woken up. He subconsciously stretched out his arms and gently hugged Xu Hanyi from behind, rubbing his cheek against her back.

"woke up?"

Xu Hanyi turned over and looked at Lin Chuan with a slightly red face.

"Why didn't Master hold me while sleeping?"

Lin Chuan grumbled in dissatisfaction, and then he rubbed against Xu Hanyi's arms. He didn't know when it started, but he became particularly fond of nestling in Xu Hanyi's arms.

Time has smoothed our edges and blurred our shapes, so we have changed from all kinds of people to all kinds of people.

"Do you think your master doesn't want to? Who made you such a traitorous disciple..."

Xu Hanyi paused mid-sentence, the blush on her cheeks becoming more pronounced. She bit her lower lip, as if hesitating whether to continue the sentence.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Chuan raised his head curiously, his clear eyes staring at Xu Hanyi, full of doubts and exploration.

"As greedy as... as a little kid."

Xu Hanyi spat lightly, her face full of shame and anger, and turned her head away without looking at Lin Chuan.

"what?"

Lin Chuan opened his mouth slightly, a look of surprise on his face. Recalling the beautiful dream he had last night, he vaguely understood something.

"Ahem, I didn't mean to do that. I just dreamed..."

Lin Chuan was about to explain, but before he could finish his words, Xu Hanyi blocked his mouth.

Her fair hand gently covered Lin Chuan's lips, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"Chuan'er can do whatever he likes, no explanation is needed."

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