Sikong Xiao stretched his neck and looked around, holding the evil spirit's hand and pulled it, "Let's go..."

This is a very ordinary room with many weapons hanging on the walls and several calligraphy and paintings with strong brushwork. It is obviously the residence of a young man.

Sikong Huang walked into the inner room without looking sideways. Sikong Xiao was stunned when he looked familiar with the road. Could it be that Sister Huang came here secretly to have a private meeting with her lover?

Sister Huang is not interesting enough!

How could my sister not tell me about such a big thing about dating? Sikong smiled and pouted, and he thought a lot in his heart. Suddenly, he thought that his sister Huang knew nothing about love. What if he was cheated?

Thinking of this, Sikong Xiao rushed in without saying a word. Before he could see a white light coming from behind the screen with a sharp chill, it was the sword energy of the long sword that Sister Huang used to use!

The sword energy escaped, mixed with a hoarse and painful moan. Sikong Xiao felt hot and pulled the evil spirit to hurriedly bypassing the screen. Sister Huang wouldn't be the overlord?

"Gu Huang...hehe, what are you doing here? Did you make a joke about me?!"

The man's voice was very sad and angry, and there was a bit of powerlessness mixed in grief and anger.

Sikong Xiao walked around the screen and saw this scene. A handsome young man with naked upper body but extremely clear muscle lines was grabbing the quilt beside him and pulling it on him. His pale face was a little blushing, and his black eyes looked at the woman standing in front of him in anger.

Sikong Huang stood aside as if nothing had happened. He raised his eyebrows when he heard the accusation of him by the bed. The sword in his hand suddenly shook, and the quilt that the young man was pulling in his hand and the surrounding bed curtains were tragically broken into pieces.

The boy seemed to be frightened and was stunned for a long time without reacting. Sikong Xiao was completely stunned by the domineering aura of his elder sister. It was not until Sikong Huang pushed the boy who had no resistance down and tied his hands and feet with the strips of cloth beside him that Sikong Xiao and the boy came back to his senses.

"What are you doing in Gu Huang?! What do you want to do to me?! Let me go!"

The boy struggled very hard, and it was obvious that his muscles were trembling all over his body, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could still not escape Sikong Huang's shackles. Sikong laughed and his chin was almost falling off, so I'll go...

I was really guessed by myself. Is Sister Huang going to abuse a good woman?

What should I do now? Do you want to continue watching here? Sikong Xiao looked at each other with the evil spirits beside him. Before the two of them could exchange their eyes, Sikong Huang said coldly: "Your dantian has been abandoned and you are now unable to tie your hands. Don't waste your effort; let alone you think your skills are still able to beat me?"

"you!"

The boy's face turned red. I don't know if it was because of Sikong Huang's aura or was lying naked on the bed. However, he probably thought it was easy and no longer struggled. He lay on the bed and stared at Sikong Huang tightly. "What are you going to do? I tell you! I'm not interested in you! I already have someone I like! Don't think about doing anything to me! If you force me... I will bite my tongue and commit suicide!"

"Oh…"

Sikong Huang chuckled, and said nothing, but just lowered his head and didn't know what to look for in the storage ring.

"Oh, I'll go! This guy is too ignorant, right? Is it good that Sister Huang can like him? Is it good that he has the honor of three lives?!"

Sikong Xiao was unhappy when he heard this. If it weren't for being held back by the evil spirit, he would have rushed forward long ago.

The evil spirit half-dragged and half-wrucked Sikong Xiao before he stopped him, raised his eyes and looked at the bedside and said helplessly: "What are you excited about? Your sister Huang doesn't mean that."

"What do you know?! I have never seen Sister Huang smile at any man. Let me let me teach that ignorant brat a lesson!"

"Hey...you wait!"

"You're thinking too much. I'm just trying to save you."

“Ga…”

Sikong laughed and the movements froze. The evil spirit lowered his head and glanced at the person in his arms, then relaxed his hand a little.

"Save me?!"

The young man was obviously stunned. He looked at Sikong Huang suspiciously, and suddenly realized that his dantian had been destroyed. Could it be that Gu Huang wanted to heal himself? But the elders in the family searched all the alchemists but failed to heal him. How could Gu Huang save himself at a young age?

Thinking of this, the boy's eyes dimmed in an instant. He shook his head and said hoarsely: "It's useless, I can't save you anymore."

Sikong Huang pursed his lips and stopped talking. He raised his hand and pointed several large acupoints on the young man's body. He took out a long needle to acupuncture him.

When the boy was lit with acupoint, he naturally could not speak or move his mouth, and only his eyes could turn around his body. He stared at Sikong Huang's focused side face, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes.

Sikong Huang kept in his hands, and Sikong Xiao and the evil spirit simply found a table and sat aside.

For cultivators, the destruction of the dantian is actually equivalent to a destruction person. Nowadays, less than ten alchemists from the four countries can cure them. Even if they treat him and help him replenish his dantian, they can only restore their original cultivation and can no longer practice.

Sikong Xiao knew this, and although he was surprised that Sister Huang had such a superb medical skills that he could actually save this "stubborn disease", he saw the needles, elixirs, powders, and ointments on her hand constantly changing back and forth. Sikong Xiao felt a headache, and after a while, he could no longer watch.

The entire treatment process lasted for two hours, and it was already sunset. Sikong Xiao had already lying on the table to meet Zhou Gong several times. Just as she was about to start dancing with Zhou Gong, a sudden panic sound suddenly exploded in her ears, and all the dreams were shattered in an instant.

"Master is not good!"

"Well...what happened...what happened?"

Sikong rubbed his eyes with tears in his eyes, and without waiting for the evil spirit to answer, he could hear his name keenly.

"Miss Xiaoxiao has something to do!"

What?!

Sikong Xiao woke up in an instant. What does Miss Xiaoxiao have an accident? Isn’t he here? Then he thought again, it’s not right... Sikong Xiao, who is now on the beauty’s mother…

It's the real cold smoke...

"What did you say?"

Sikong Huang straightened his waist and his forehead was covered in sweat. When he heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he turned his head and left, unable to even wipe away the sweat.

"Master, wait for the peach blossoms!"

Taohua stomped her feet and hurriedly chased after her.

Sikong Xiao reacted at this time. Just as he was about to follow, he suddenly glanced at the boy who was still stiff on the bed. At this moment, his abdomen was filled with crystal clear ice needles, as if he had been tortured, which made Sikong Xiao's back feel cold.

After turning his head and thinking for a while, Sikong Xiao let go of the evil spirit's hand, reached out to take off the human skin mask on his face, and the soft and shiny black hair poured down, and then he took off the maid's costume.
Chapter completed!