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

Chapter 222 Brother Ma

"Okay, then when will Master and Achuan come back?"

In the rain, Jiang Wanying suddenly asked with anticipation.

"Soon... soon."

A blush quietly crept up Xu Hanyi's face.

"After Master comes back, it's time for Ah Chuan and I to go out and play."

"it is good."

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On the road to the demon clan.

"My cultivation..."

"Dead Horse Face, what kind of elixir did you give me?"

The Pig King stared at the Horse King in anger, his body constantly backing away.

"The Demon King doesn't want you to go back, so you..." Before the Horse King finished speaking, a cold murderous intent quietly spread in the air.

"Brother Ma~, before you die, can you let me test your strength?"

At this moment, Catwoman, who had been standing quietly by her side, suddenly spoke in a sweet voice. Her lips parted slightly, and her voice was as melodious as a nightingale's, yet tinged with playfulness and allure.

"Of course, if you can satisfy me, you can live."

There was a fanatical light flashing in his eyes, like two burning flames, and an evil arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. Before Catwoman could react, he stretched out his long arms, like a solid iron chain, and violently hugged Catwoman's slender waist.

Catwoman's delicate body trembled slightly, but she showed no panic or resistance.

She raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes were full of seductive charm, like a bottomless pool that wanted to suck people in deeply.

"Brother Ma, then..." Catwoman said in a soft voice, her voice full of charm.

The Horse King glanced coldly at the Pig King who was glaring at him not far away. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he ordered Catwoman, "No hurry, go kill that dead pig first."

"Ah I?"

Catwoman's expression froze instantly, her eyes widened, she pointed at herself in disbelief and stammered.

"Your cultivation is now temporarily sealed due to the elixir. I'm curious, are your claws sharper, or is the dead pig's hide thicker?"

The Horse King had a teasing smile on his face and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Catwoman's beautiful eyes were filled with panic and grievance, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she cried coquettishly:

"Brother Ma, my claws can only scratch your back when we play with you, how can I..."

Before he could finish his words, the Horse King's face suddenly became as gloomy as the night sky before a storm, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"If you don't obey, then die!" He growled, swung his strong arm, and with a whistling sound of wind, hit Catwoman's abdomen heavily.

"Ah!" Catwoman was caught off guard and let out a shrill cry. She flew backwards uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string.

Catwoman curled up on the ground in agony, biting her lower lip tightly. Blood trickled down the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the cold ground. Her messy hair was scattered, half-hiding her face distorted by pain.

But in the blink of an eye, she forced a weak smile, looked up at the Horse King, and said in a delicate voice: "Brother Ma, I know I was wrong, please don't be angry."

After hearing this, the Horse King nodded in satisfaction, crossed his arms over his chest, and his face once again showed that playful expression. "Humph, this is more than enough. Don't let me down."

Catwoman stopped talking, took a deep breath, endured the pain in her body, and pounced on the Pig King like a cheetah ready to pounce.

The Pig King nimbly dodged Catwoman's fierce attacks, a sarcastic sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and shouted loudly: "Do you think that Dead Horse Face will really let you go? Instead of serving him, why not serve me first and let me be a pair of mandarin ducks and immortals."

Catwoman didn't say anything, but the claws in her hands attacked more and more fiercely. With a flash of cold light, they stabbed at the Pig King like a storm.

The Pig King was not afraid at all. His thick fur was like natural armor. Facing Catwoman's attack, he not only did not retreat, but became more fierce in his attacks against Catwoman.

He spotted a flaw in Catwoman, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed forward suddenly. His fist as big as a casserole was accompanied by a whistling sound and hit Catwoman with great force.

"what!"

Catwoman let out a shrill scream, her body as if struck by lightning. In an instant, she flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and hit the stone wall not far away heavily. Then she slid down weakly, raising a small cloud of dust.

She lay there quietly, motionless, without any sound, and her life or death was unknown.

"Tsk tsk tsk, he is indeed the Pig King. Even though his cultivation has been sealed, he is still so powerful."

The Horse King spoke slowly, with a look of mutual sympathy in his eyes, mixed with a hint of cruel mockery.

"Hmph, dead horse face..."

The Pig King had just cursed with gritted teeth when he heard a crisp "crack" sound, as if a branch was broken.

The Pig King's head suddenly fell into the Horse King's hands, and blood gushed out from his neck, splashing all over the Horse King's face and body.

The Horse King held the Pig King's head, a cruel smile on his face. He leaned close to the still twitching head and whispered, "Sorry, what were you about to say?"

The tone was as casual as if he were asking about an insignificant family matter. The Pig King's eyes widened with resentment, but he could no longer speak. The light of life quickly faded from his eyes.

"It's your turn next."

The Horse King casually tossed the Pig King's head in his hand, and it rolled far away, leaving a winding trail of blood on the ground. With a greedy smile on his face, he slowly walked towards Catwoman.

His footsteps thumped on the dusty and bloody ground, making a dull sound like the drumbeat of approaching death. Soon, the Horse King arrived in front of the motionless Catwoman.

Catwoman's eyes were closed, her body was stained with blood, a few strands of hair stuck to her pale cheeks, and she seemed to be lifeless.

The Horse King has a very bad reputation among the demon clan. He has strong desires but poor abilities. In addition, he is in a bad mood after doing something and likes to commit violence, so only the women in his own family are "willing" to entertain him.

The slightly attractive women from other families would flirt with other demon kings, but when they met him, they would say, "Excuse me, I'm already the xx demon king's woman. Please respect yourself, Horse King."

What could he do? He couldn't go to war with another demon king just for a woman, could he?

As for the demon race not being able to do it, why not look for the human race...

Due to different aesthetics, and the fact that humans only feed on blood in the eyes of the demon race, throughout the history of the demon race, only some low-level demons who were truly hungry or had special fetishes had ever sought out humans.

Even someone as lustful as the previous Demon King only looked for humans once out of curiosity, but he never looked for them again after that.

"Just got a little angry, and he's already dead? Maybe he can die while he's still hot..."

A few minutes later, the horse king let out a low and satisfied groan from his throat, and then kicked Catwoman hard with a satisfied look on his face.

"What a despicable thing! No wonder he could serve two generations of demon kings. He reacted so strongly to his death."

The horse king cursed viciously and stretched out his hand to take off Catwoman's head.

"Pfft."

The bright red blood gushed out like a flood that broke through a dam.

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