His breath became heavy.

A hint of awkward desire and greed flashed in his eyes. He stared at the fair skin and his body without any wisps. His heart was beating very violently, just like seeing a hungry beast with flesh and blood.

I wish I could pounce on that woman now...

Don't think wrongly.

He didn't like her, nor did he want to have close contact with her, he wanted to study her...

No, it!

This is a man in the agency!

Even though there was no trace of stitching on this woman's skin, even if every detail seen by the naked eye was telling Ai Dacha that this was a living person, but Ai Dacha's instinct, which originated from the bottom of his heart, could tell him.

No.

His eyes deceived him. The woman in front of him was not a human!

She may have been a person.

But now it is not. Under that perfect figure, what is hidden is a mechanical body that Ai Daqi longs for. It can make the robot so real and so ingenious, proving that the system under the skin is definitely the perfect work in the Mohist mechanism.

At least Ai Dada was unable to do it himself!

That old thing Wujiu must not be able to make it.

"this..."

The Demon Lord turned his head and looked at the Penglai man with his hands on his back. He swallowed his saliva and said hoarsely:

"Tianji Wuwei?"

"right!"

Under the mask of the Penglai people, a proud voice came, and he said:

"The real Tianji Wuwei, inherited thousands of years ago, is probably the only Tianji Wuwei that exists in this world.

The Demon Lord said he would not use anything to exchange for this dragon and tiger treasure body.

But there is nothing in this world that cannot be changed.

You said you didn't change it because you wanted to make Tianji Wuwei yourself, but the people from Yinlou have already told you that in this era, you can't make the real Tianji Wuwei.

Since that's the case, then we will use the Demon Lord to give everything and want to exchange it with the Demon Lord."

Through the mask, he looked at Ai Dacha's eyes covered with bloodshot due to excitement, and he said in a playful tone:

"Demon Lord, now, will you change it?"

"Bah! I'm going to inspect the goods!"

Ai Dacha cursed and went forward to touch the organ, but the Penglai people reached out to stop him.

The Demon Lord raised his head, and dangerous light burst out from his eyes, the sky wolf stick in his hand made a crackling sound, and the dragon and tiger treasure body behind him also clenched his fists, and he would kill all the people in front of him in the next moment.

"The deal was agreed upon, can the Demon Lord forcefully rob it?"

The Penglai people's tone remained unchanged, and they seemed to have no threat at all, he said:

"Since we dare to bring her here, we are confident that we can escape from the evil thoughts of the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord doesn't have to worry that we will break our promise. Since we have brought her, we must exchange it.

It's just that before the exchange, I have to do one thing."

"What's up?"

Ai Dacha was impatient, like a hungry man who had taken a small blue pill but was turned away by a woman. The treasure he pursued for his life was right in front of him, but he could not touch or touch.

This made him feel like he was scratching his heart.

"I want to take a look at the memory of the Demon Lord first."

The Penglai man in a mask whispered:

"If there is no ghost in the Demon Lord's heart, I will take a look. I think the Demon Lord can understand it. Don't resist, it's for both of you and me to be good."

"Isn't it just memory?"

Ai Dachai had no hesitation, widened his eyes and said:

"Look! I will take her away after watching it, and don't stop her!"

This single style surprised the Penglai people very much.

He didn't talk nonsense, and stretched out his hand and pressed it against Aida's forehead, and his divine thoughts entered his body and searched his memory.

The Penglai people don’t care whether there is any problem with Ai Dacha, because they have the means to distinguish. Shen Qiu once said before that in this era, as long as the warrior controls his mind, even the immortal king will find it difficult to check the memory without spiritual energy.

The way of heaven is broken, making it difficult to use many spells.

However, at present, using Tianji Wuwei as bargaining chips has finally forced Ai Dacha to relax, and all the answers will be revealed.

The Penglai man thought so, and the next moment, he saw Ai Dacha’s memory... fragments.

This person!

This man is such a lunatic!

The mind was as messy as a pot of porridge, the memories of childhood and the memories just now, the past of more than 30 years of life, every day and every year, all the pictures were broken like glass scraps.

The divine thoughts enter the mind, like falling into the sea of ​​waves, all memories are pouring in. Not to mention discernment, it is difficult to even bear it.

The Penglai man wailed and covered his head and took a few steps back.

How can he withstand the thinking storm of a lunatic?

Thousands of years ago, any sect would repeatedly remind him not to use this spirit-connected spell to deal with madmen and fools before teaching soul spells such as soul searching.

Entering the former's mind will make you crazy, and entering the latter's mind will make you useless.

Everything that these two kinds of people see in their minds is beyond their reach, because they themselves do not know whether their memories are real or fantasized.

"ah!"

The man covered his head and cried in pain. He waved his hand wildly and shouted to Ai Dacha:

"Take her out quickly! Don't let me see you madman again!"

"What's wrong with the madman?"

Ai Dacha laughed and picked up the **, covered her body with her green robe, and gently hugged her in her arms, shouting to the Penglai people who drove him out:

"I'm a code, the madman has eaten your rice? Bah, I dare to scold me, I want to beat you up! Don't close the door! I'm a code, don't close the door!"

"Bang"

The next moment, the door of Zhenhai Tower was closed, and no matter how hard Ai Dacha slapped it, it would not open it anymore.

The Demon King cursed, holding the ** in his arms, carrying the Sky Wolf Stick, turned around and threw a life-chasing phone into the building, and then left with satisfaction.

After walking a few steps, he reached out his hand, and gently tremblingly amid the sound of the tide in the distance, the woman in her arms plucked her scattered hair, and smiled, like a fool, and said softly:

"after..."

"You're just called Xiaopai, okay?"

"If you don't answer, I will think you agree. Absent, let's go home now and let me study you carefully, okay? If you still don't answer, I will think you agree.
Chapter completed!