The snake writhed in annoyance, its ruby-encrusted eyes glinting with hatred.

Tan Qingcheng sat down again, gritted his teeth and pondered: "Now that the pure spirit body has just been replaced, it is still unstable, so we should do it as soon as possible." ”

Sizzle, sizzle.

"I know it's hard to deal with, but we can think of something else."

Sizzle.

"I'm thinking about it." Tan Qingcheng slowly outlined his red lips with his fingers, revealing a charming smile, "If I have this pure spirit body, King Qin will be mine." You see, today, this fake Chongkui came into the palace, and King Qin was not so kind to her. ”

Sizzle, sizzle.

"Isn't King Qin's beauty coveted?" Tan Qingcheng licked his lips, "I must taste this man!" ”

The snake looked at her, angrily slipped through her sleeve, all the way into her dress, and bit hard in front of her full breasts.

"Yikes!" Tan Qingcheng exclaimed, and then scolded with a smile: "You pervert! You still want my body when you look like this, get out of here! ”

She grabbed the snake's seven inches, pulled it out of her clothes, tossed it aside, and walked gracefully to the bed.

"This body, it looks like it will fall off at any time, it looks like I'm going to fix it well."

******

In the secret room of Weiyang Palace, there is a strange white candle lit on all sides, the candlelight is not an ordinary flame, but a faint cold white in the warm red, it looks like a warm fire, but it does not feel a trace of warmth, and it is cold through the body.

Ji Xuanyan's figure moved slowly in the secret room, and lit the candles one by one.

The purple figure is surrounded by candlelight, as if in an illusory world.

The little butterfly followed him, flying leisurely.

The chamber wasn't very large, so the candlelight quickly illuminated the surroundings.

And as the light gradually condensed, behind the little butterfly, a vague shadow also appeared.

Ji Xuanyan shook his fingers slightly, and the flame on his fingertips went out.

The candlelight was all lit, and he looked back at the smoky figure, the smile on his lips warm.

"The candle is made of ground rhino horn powder, which can still achieve the function of rhino illumination, but the light will not be too cold, so that the butterfly will not be afraid." He said to the figure.

The figure was not a soul, it was just an obsession, and it was impossible to answer him.

The little butterfly has no spirituality, and she can't understand his words at all.

In the chamber, he heard only the echo of his own voice.

He had never thought that the world would be so quiet, so quiet that he could even hear the sound of butterflies flapping their wings.

Ji Xuanyan walked in front of the smoky figure, stretched out his hand and gently traced the figure along the enchantment, his eyes full of soft streamers.

"Let's get started." He said softly.

Slowly taking a step back, the light of the spiritual power in his hand burned, illuminating the complex incantations all over the floor in an instant!

With him and Chongkui's feet as the center of the circle, different spells extend in all directions, intersecting at the edges to form a circle.

He closed his eyes, and the origin spiritual power poured out of his body, flowing into the incantation from under his feet, and after a few incantations, the incantation was lit up, and finally the original spiritual power gathered in a huge circle on the edge, slowly circulating.

Ji Xuanyan raised his head and looked at her gently, his smile a little gentle.