In the middle of the night, Park Cheng suddenly appeared outside the door of any room.
"Saint, the demon nobles and the monks from the aristocratic families heard that you are back, and they are all waiting for you to 'bless' them!"
Pu Cheng looked around After taking a look, Meng Hu and Kuang Zhan were not around, and the time was just right.
With a smile on his face, he said, "Hurry up and follow the villain!"
Randomly narrowed his eyes, "Blessing?"
Pu As he walked towards the main hall with his will, he said: "In our demon clan, the purer the bloodline, the stronger the demon clan is."
"Those with high bloodline can give blessings to those with low bloodline. Not only can blood people gain a lot of cultivation through blessings, but their souls can also be strengthened."
"The Demon King has been missing for nearly ten years, and this blessing has been interrupted for many years."
< p> "Now that the saint is here, you must restore the tradition."Random carefully recalled what he had seen in his previous life, but he had never heard of the "blessing" thing.
When she entered the hall and saw the situation inside, she was slightly stunned.
About thirty young men stood in two rows in the main hall.
They were wearing gauze shirts and small silver masks on their faces, only revealing their handsome profile.
Pu Tian secretly rolled his eyes and carefully observed Ran's expression.
"These thirty people are all children of demon families or demon aristocrats. They are all very honored to receive your 'blessing'."
Park Si smiled with unknown meaning. Smile, "You choose one."
He walked to the throne and sat down, looking at everyone one by one.
The clothes on their bodies are a bit thin, a bit... see-through.
From any angle, you can clearly see their well-proportioned bodies and...
Cough cough cough cough.
Looking up at the ceiling at will is simply a deterioration of the world and outrageous!
Looking down and taking another look, the ones in front of me look a bit like the popular male stars who used to watch dramas in modern society.
When she watched a TV series, she became a fan of a male star, and they changed each month. Their names were "March Boyfriend" and "April Boyfriend"...
Well, later Those two look like "May Boyfriends"...
Random looked up at the ceiling again, these clothes are too see-through!
But I have to say that all the conditions are good and I have some strength.
She asked: "How to give blessings?"
Pu Ruan smiled and said: "Of course it is a dual cultivation of harmony. The deeper the cultivation, the more integrated it is, the better the cultivation and magic power will be." There are so many~"
Randomly realized, no wonder they were all dressed like fairies, they were really here to seduce people.
Shaked his head randomly, No, this is a beauty trap set by the other party.
These people represent the decline of morality and the decline of will.
It’s so disgusting, so disgusting!
She must refuse righteously.
After a long time of mental construction, when her eyes fell again, she calmly said:
"Can I have them all?"
Pu Ruo smiled slightly. He was startled, and then showed great joy.
"Oh, that's great."
Let's choose, it's best to choose everyone.
She has no magic power, so the power of her soul will be directly consumed when blessing her.
When the time comes, these nobles will suck her in and fuck her directly, which will save trouble.
If she doesn't choose any of them, then she will wait to offend these second-generation ancestors of the rampaging demon clan.
Scan around at will and pass over everyone’s faces one by one.
Finally, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Alan Wangsu, who was sitting at the end of the team.
Alan Wangsu is still sitting in a wheelchair.
The material on his body is not translucent, but is made of silk. Although it is a little thin, it is not exposed at all.
Seeing her pointing at him, he looked at her softly.
The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he smiled like a spring breeze.
"I will obey the Holy Lady's order."
The man standing at the front frowned, and his aura was much stronger.
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"What do you mean by the saint? You and I didn't choose, but you chose someone in a wheelchair?"
He crossed his arms across his chest and said unceremoniously: "The saint Do you really look down on us, or are you deliberately humiliating us?"
Before the Demon King disappeared, the ancient tradition of "Blessing" was already in name only.
During the reign of the Demon King, he actually followed the mortal's idea of being a pair for life, and kept taboos for his future wife in advance, and did not "bless" any woman.
Now that the Saint has returned, [Blessing] can finally be carried out again.
Unexpectedly, among the many young talents in the palace, the saint chose Alan Wangsu, who was in a wheelchair.
Ran Ran looked at the man with a complicated expression, "I've seen people rushing to eat, and people rushing to get into bed. It's really rare."
The man suddenly became angry, " Why get under the covers! This is the path of spiritual practice, this is a blessing!"
He nodded casually, "Yes, it is a blessing given to you by this saint, but you are too ugly. I don’t want to give it to you.”
The man was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, turned around and walked away.
The other men around him all left together, looking at Ran Ran with anger in his eyes.
Pu Cheng held his hands,He sneered in his heart.
Although these people are not very high in cultivation, they are all the children of aristocratic families who are protecting them.
If it weren’t for the priest ceremony, these people would never appear together in Youhuang Palace.
To mess with them would be like breaking up with half of the nobles in the Demon Realm.
It seems that this saintly lady will disappear soon.
When he returned to the dormitory at random, he saw Alan Wangsu half lying in the gauze tent.
He was still wearing the blue silk robe, and a few strands of silk on his temples broke free from the loose ties and swept on both sides of his cheeks.
He walked forward casually, lifted up the gauze curtain with one hand, and looked at him with slightly doubtful eyes.
Alan Wangsu looked up at Anyi Yi, raised his hand to touch Yi Yi's face, and stared at her deeply.
Having known Alan Wangsu for such a long time, Yi Ran has never seen him look like he does now.
His eyes that used to be clear water are now a bit drunk, as if he has fallen into a fine wine, confused and intoxicated.
The neckline of the silk robe is wide open, vaguely revealing the smooth waistline and abdominal muscles.
He raised his hand and pressed it on his left hand.
"They didn't come to monitor."
Alan Wangsu was slightly startled, and then the blush on his cheeks quickly faded.
He withdrew his right hand from her cheek, lowered his head and gathered up his clothes.
Then he got out of bed and walked quickly behind the barrier to straighten his clothes.
Looking at his legs randomly, I felt a little strange.
Last time, a few of them injected soul power in order to protect her body.
Afterwards, she not only reflected all the soul power back to them, but also strengthened and tempered their souls.
Everyone's cultivation level has been greatly improved, except Alan Wangsu.
Although his cultivation level has improved, his legs can still only walk for a short time and cannot completely return to normal.
When walking for a long time, you still need to rely on a wheelchair.
She checked his demonic veins and found that everything was normal in his body.
Now that I see Alan Wangsu taking these few steps, he is still very reluctant and does not look like he is recovering.
When Alan Wangsu walked out of the screen, his clothes had returned to their usual regular appearance.
He sat across the table, his spine straight and a little stiff.
Randomly stretched out his hand to pour him a cup of tea, and said with a smile:
"I was lucky enough to meet you in the main hall just now, otherwise it would have ended badly."
< p> Alan Wangsu squeezed the cup tightly and asked softly: "What worries does the saint have?"[Blessing] is indeed a tradition of the demon clan.
Although the saint seemed to have no cultivation, he knew that her soul was powerful and would not suffer any damage due to the blessing.hurt.
On the contrary, it will also enhance the saint's physique, so he...
He cleared his throat in a low voice and pursed his lips.
Ran Ran looked into his eyes and said bluntly: "My mother is not a member of the demon clan and cannot 'give blessing' to anyone."
After finishing the words, Ran Ran picked up the words. He took a sip from the tea cup on the table.
Alan Wangsu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his clear eyes were full of surprise.