Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

The Yaksha deliberately kept the secret in suspense. After a pause, she covered her mouth with a fan, a hint of shyness on her face.

"He truly lives up to his name, a handsome man rarely seen in the world!"

"Yehufa, you are not young anymore. It seems inappropriate to act like this!"

The young lady caught a glimpse of the other person's intention to seduce Lingxuzi, and she couldn't help but lean closer to the man next to her.

"Hey, didn't the young lady dislike this Taoist Lingxuzi before? Why are you defending him now?"

Yaksha raised her eyebrows slightly, a look of sarcasm evident on her face.

"It seems that your feelings for my little leader are just this level. It's only been a short time, and you've already set your mind on another man..."

"I didn't, I just..."

The young lady was about to open her mouth to refute, but Lingxuzi excitedly grabbed her sleeve.

"Really? Little fairy, do you actually have feelings for me too? If so, then come back to Zixiao Temple with me. I promise you, I will definitely make you the happiest woman in the world!"

"……this!"

The young lady stared at the other's handsome face, and couldn't help feeling a little hesitant. The name of Zixiao Temple seemed to be even more famous than that of the evil sect.

"cut!"

As soon as Yaksha glanced at the other person's expression, he understood in his heart that she must be carefully calculating the pros and cons.

"If that's the case, why don't you take your little fairy and leave quickly? Why did you come to our little courtyard? Do you want us to give you two a big red envelope?"

She snorted softly, then turned to Lingxuzi and asked.

"I'm looking for her!"

Facing the people around him, Lingxuzi instantly switched back to the otherworldly, cold and aloof demeanor of a hermit. In a few steps, he walked to Baiyue, his tone filled with unquestionable coldness.

"The second task is completed!"

"Oh, thank you!"

She never expected that the other party came here just to inform her, and she subconsciously bowed to him.

"Little fairy, let's go!"

Lingxuzi ignored her and walked straight towards the young lady. At this moment, more than a dozen agile black shadows suddenly jumped into the yard, aiming directly at the young lady and Bai Yue.

"What's going on?"

Yaksha was agile, instantly knocking back the men who attempted to approach Bai Yue one by one. Meanwhile, Lingxuzi, Yuwen Yi, and the others moved with lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, most of the dozen or so intruders were defeated by them, leaving them without a trace.

"Tell me, who sent you here, and what is your purpose?"

Mo Sijin approached the neck of a man with a crooked mouth who had only suffered some minor injuries with a dagger in his hand.

"Young man, please show mercy! Young man, spare my life! The young leader of the Demonic Cult has offered a whopping reward of one hundred thousand taels of gold just to bring back his kidnapped fairy!"

The man with the crooked mouth pointed at the young lady with a trembling finger and staggered back, his eyes full of fear.

"...Master Xuanji, we have a long way to go. We will say goodbye from now on. Please take your little fairy with you on your way to Yangguan Road. We mortals will just have to cross our own single-plank bridge!"

When Yaksha heard that it was Lingxuzi who caused the trouble, he immediately waved his hands at the two of them as if he was driving away annoying flies.

"But, Aunt Ye, aren't you the guardian of the Demon Cult? Is it appropriate for you to just watch Hua Muan's sweetheart being taken away by another man?"

Bai Yue leaned over to her ear and whispered something, and she responded in a low voice.

"The problem is that I can't beat this Xuan Ji Zhenren either. If we really fight, wouldn't it be..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by a heart-wrenching wail. When the two looked towards the source of the sound, they saw that Mo Sijin had already inserted the dagger directly into the palm of the crooked-mouthed man.

"Stop beating around the bush here. If you're going to save the Demon Cult leader's sweetheart, why did you capture my Sister Yue?"

"I say, I say, because she has the Nine Suns Mysterious Veins, if we use her as a cauldron, her martial arts will definitely become the best in the martial arts world..."

As soon as the man with the crooked mouth finished speaking, Mo Sijin ruthlessly pierced his other palm.

"Nonsense! Who told you that my sister Yue has the Nine Sun Profound Veins? Besides you, how many other people know this secret?"

"It was the storyteller in the teahouse who told me this. She said that the Demon Cult's guardian Luosha had adopted a daughter named Bai Yue. This girl had the Nine Yang Mysterious Veins and, like her, was fond of men. Every day, she would capture a man and bring him back to Qiluo Villa for her sexual pleasure. After having sex with him, the men would greatly increase their power..."

The other party endured the excruciating pain and poured out everything he knew.

"You believe the nonsense of a storyteller. There are so many strange stories in the martial arts world. Are you willing to try them all?"

When Yu Wen Ze heard what the other party said, he blurted out a sharp curse.

"We just thought it was a joke at first, but soon someone said their power increased significantly after having sex with that witch. So many of us came here because of her reputation, and then we discovered that there was indeed a woman named Bai Yue in Qiluo Villa..."

The man looked at Bai Yue with greed, and after confirming something, he suddenly spoke to Mo Sijin.

"Ajin, this guy is called Zhou Waizui, nicknamed the Crooked Mouthed Evil Man. He has three innocent lives on his hands. You can just kill him!"

"What? You, how do you know my name, and..."

The words of Zhou Waizui were still hanging in his throat, and before he could finish, Mo Sijin had already slashed his neck with a sharp knife, clean and decisive, and everything returned to silence.

"Oh my God, murder!"

At this moment, the young lady screamed in fear, and the Yaksha with a face as gloomy as ink pounced on her side in an instant, raised his hand and slapped her delicate face.

"You bastard! You actually exposed the base of my demonic sect just for your own selfish desires!"

"Don't hurt my love!"

Her fierce attack was easily resolved by Lingxuzi in an instant. After more than ten rounds of confrontation, the opponent's sword was like a dragon emerging from the sea, with a cold light, and it was obvious that he had the intention to kill.

"do not want!"

Just as Lingxuzi's cold sword was about to pierce through Yaksha, the white moon, like a stream of light, appeared between the two in an instant.

"Sister Yue!"

Facing Bai Yue's advance, Lingxuzi's sword momentum did not slow down at all, and he remained as determined as ever. At this critical moment, Mo Sijin and Yuwen Yi worked in tacit coordination and slapped out their palms together, forcibly deflecting the sharp sword edge by half an inch.

"Clap!"

The long sword flashed like lightning, and Bai Yue's mask fell off. The scar on her left cheek was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

"Sister Yue, your face?"

Mo Sijin glanced at the shocking burn scar on Bai Yue's left cheek, and her heart trembled suddenly. Before the other party could speak, Lingxuzi took the lead and said coldly.

"Appearance reflects the heart. Your face is just like your heart. It's disgusting!"