Chapter 43 Seductive Flower Demon!

Yan Lifei stared at the strangely dressed and ordinary-looking man in front of him, and there was coldness in his voice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Want to know who I am? Hmph, I'll say it again, sir, you have to listen to it. Yang Xiaoding snorted coldly, ignoring the other party's ugly face, and looked like his eyes were above the top.

The perfect interpretation of the labor and management behind the people, the power is very great, you give me a little care, if you dare to provoke me, you will definitely let you die without a place to bury a series of lines, it can't be more powerful.

"I am a closed disciple of the Qingshan Taoist in Xuanqing Cave of Kunlun Mountain, and this time I went down the mountain to eliminate violence and peace, and drive away evil spirits and demons."

Yang Xiaoding learned to report his family like he did in the fantasy TV series, but he was purely nonsense, and deliberately said this to scare Yan Lifei, anyway, he couldn't really go to Kunlun Mountain so far away to inquire.

These words really stunned Yan Lifei, and he thought in his heart what kind of place Xuanqing Cave was, it sounded very powerful, why had he never heard anyone mention it.

Behind him was a man of about forty years old, with a wrinkled face and eyes rolling, and at first glance a very shrewd man saw that his face was confused, and he leaned into his ear and whispered softly.

"Patriarch, listen to what it means, it looks like some kind of Taoist immortal!"

Taoist immortals? Hearing these four words, Yan Lifei's heart suddenly struck, and he recalled an incident that his father had told him.

That was many years ago, my father was only a ten-year-old child at the time, the heavens were not beautiful, the harvest that year was not good, the family's food stock could not fill the stomach at all, there was no way, so my grandfather took my young father to hunt in the mountains dozens of miles away from home.

At the foot of the mountain is a dense jungle with all kinds of flora and fauna, and there are even black blind people, if you can catch a fat elk antelope or something, you can take it home and dry it and eat it for a while.

By the time they finally reached their destination, it was already the willow tops on the moon, and the forest was pitch black, and from time to time there were strange noises, which made people feel hairy.

Although the two were a little worried, they had no other way but to find a meadow that looked calmer, cleaned it up, lit a fire, and formed a circle with a fire before they both fell asleep.

In a daze, my grandfather actually had a strange dream, dreaming that he was in a beautiful mountain forest with birds singing and flowers, and colorful butterflies flying around the flowers, which was simply a fairyland on earth.

At that time, my grandfather was only thirty years old, and when he saw these scenery that he had never seen before, he couldn't help but be amazed again and again, and walked around the forest with his feet up.

After walking a few steps, he found a small lake in the middle of the forest, the water was small but crystal clear, and what shocked him even more was that a woman with long silky hair was bathing in the lake.

Against the backdrop of a piece of red flowers and green grass, the face is even more soft and moving, the skin can be broken by blowing, and the beautiful figure can be seen at a glance.

This blood-pumping scene made his grandfather obsessed with meat and vegetables, and his eyes were stuck to the woman, at this moment someone forced him to leave, he would fight with others, he didn't expect that in this barren mountains and mountains, how could there be a woman bathing alone in the lake in the middle of the night.

Strength interprets what it means to be a color word and a confused mind.

Xu noticed that the burning gaze had been watching her, and the woman turned her head to look at where her grandfather was standing, and when she saw someone peeping, she did not panic and scream, or quickly dodged, but showed a seductive smile at his grandfather.

Because it was a face-to-face gaze at the moment, his grandfather could clearly see the woman's delicate collarbones, choppy breasts, and red lips in the bright moonlight, and the smile hooked by red lips seemed to lure people to taste, and his grandfather had a dry mouth and kept swallowing saliva.

Of course, his grandfather naturally wouldn't talk about these feelings to his juniors, because it was too embarrassing, so he imagined them based on his father's story.

The woman's smile did not decrease, and she actually walked over from the lake, slowly approached the shore, until she walked in front of his grandfather, and without saying much, she directly put the **** body up.

His grandfather's brain was already in a daze, and he subconsciously hugged the woman, the two bodies were entangled together, the skin under the palm was delicate and silky, and the tip of his nose lingered with a faint fragrance of flowers.

Suddenly, a loud cry sounded in his ears like thunder, and one of the startled spirits of his grandfather came to his senses, and found himself lying among the fires, but the fire had been extinguished.

What a lake, what a beautiful scenery, it is all a fantasy, and then look at the bosom, where there is a delicate beauty, but it is a giant plant that has withered.

There were huge flowers growing at the top of the plant, and there was a row of fine thorns like teeth on the flowers, which were very ugly, and the smell that came out was not a pleasant floral fragrance, but a pungent stench, which made him sick to his stomach for a while, and threw the plant in his hand in disgust.

While patting the dust on his body, he cursed how this ghost thing ran into his arms, it really stinked to death.

It wasn't until a light cough sounded that his grandfather noticed a figure standing not far from him.

Looking at the past through the moonlight, the man was dressed in a black robe, with gray hair, kindness in his eyes, a smile on his face, and an elegant temperament.

Just as he was surprised, the old man was the first to speak.

"Did you dream of any beautiful scenes?"

His grandfather didn't know what was wrong, looking at those eyes full of kindness, as if his heart had been seen through, and he wanted to tell each other everything, so he nodded subconsciously.

The old man bowed his head, as if this answer was expected by him, and then continued: "Those are all dreams created by the flower demon, which are intended to confuse you, make your mind collapse, and when you can't resist, then take the opportunity to absorb your essence. ā€

"Fortunately, Poor Dao happened to pass by here, discovered its conspiracy in time, and destroyed its primordial spirit, so that you can come to your senses, otherwise by tomorrow morning, you are afraid that you will become a dry corpse!"

The old man's words made his grandfather wake up at once, and he looked horrified at the ugly plant that he had thrown away, which had withered and died, and then thought of everything that had happened in his dream, and that it was indeed the woman who was deliberately seducing him.