"Husband, why do you have to do this?" Mingquan took a small half step forward and reached out to touch Silver Dust's arm, her fingertips first touching the black glass texture of the Undercurrent Demon Shield, and only a second later did she touch the sleeve of the same black silk. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The armor formed by the Undercurrent Demon Shield was short-lived, and then slowly sank into Silver Dust's body, becoming an invisible force field covering the surface of the sub-skin, which only works when encountered.

"It's fine, it's just that I'm not used to the unfamiliar environment, this bed is ...... Used?" Silver Dust gestured to the messy quilt on the low bed and the shiny unidentified patch on the leaflet.

Both of them are known that Zhao Yuheng is here, and he really appreciates the happiness of men.

Yinchen frowned helplessly when he saw Mingquan very disgusted and helpless: "I'm sorry husband, Mingquan didn't expect it to be ...... In short, the conditions are limited, this time the husband will be for the time being, and next time Mingquan will prepare everything for the husband...... Don't be nervous, Mingquan's craftsmanship is very good, and it will definitely make your husband comfortable...... ・”

"What do you want to do? Doesn't that mean opening the door of the secret realm as well?" On the tip of the index finger of Silver Dust's left hand, a bright red light bloomed, which was about to bloom the Fire Wall Technique, although it was used as an offensive magic, it was still more suitable for use as a shield or cover in actual combat.

"Husband, Mingquan knows that you don't actually understand the way to open the secret realm, right?" Mingquan smiled, but it was not a smile that succeeded in his scheme, nor a smile like a nymphomaniac, nor a so-called queen smile, but a quiet, soft, warm and noble smile like blue and white porcelain, that was Mingquan's own smile, not Mingquan's aunt's smile, not the smile of the disciples of the Holy Water Sect or Cosmos, and certainly not the smile of any kind of princess. The smile was too real, too charming, and even on his face, which had been pretending all the year round, had become outwardly gorgeous and inwardly empty, it bloomed with a real and innocent brilliance.

Although Yinchen was ready to face traps and even attacks, when he saw Mingquan's smile, and then looked at the red candle, the red bed, the red curtain tent, and even the eye-catching golden double happiness on the messy big cup, he only felt that what was about to happen was unpredictable. "What do you mean?" he said as he feigned composure, and not only did the red light on the tip of his left finger get brighter and brighter, but the three magic cards between his right fingers also became hot.

Mingquan didn't laugh at Yinchen, even if Yinchen's behavior at this time seemed a little ignorant and panicked, she smiled quietly, not only telling him the ins and outs of the illusion that men and women need to be in harmony to open the secret realm, but also telling her plans along the way, as if it was a showdown. Her voice is quiet and beautiful, and her statement is plain and true, as if she is telling a story with others. She never showed the slightest bit of victorious emotion, no arrogance, no pride, no fake master loneliness, no so-called sympathy and cheap pity for the defeated opponent, just simply used her mellow voice to tell an uncomplicated story.

"As early as after the door was closed, Mingquan used the gang wind to trigger the 'Zhile San', no matter whether it is a man or a woman, if they are hit by such poisonous smoke, they will be excited...... Mingquan is not afraid of her husband's beating and scolding, she is not afraid of abuse, her husband can do whatever he wants, Mingquan has seen too much in the five hellish years in Romans, and he has learned too much, Mingquan has already given this body to the young master when he comes out of there, and he has already given this body to the young master......" Mingquan said, like a saint who greeted the burning at the stake, and gently and beautifully untied his clothes.

The purple skirt faded in half, revealing her snow-white, noble, and even holy body. Her skin, unlike that of a normal woman in this world, was excessively white, like the surface of a solid marble. The texture of her skin is very delicate, and in the eyes of any man, it is indescribably delicious.

However, the silver magician, who confessed and even devoted himself to this beauty, was indifferent from beginning to end.

He put down his left hand, and with a slight upward lift of his right hand, three red diamond-shaped cards rose into the air, instantly turning into three small fire dragons no more than the thickness of an arm, and the vivid dragon's mouth opened silently, spewing three small fireballs in a row towards the Ming Spring.

Nine fireballs almost half the size of a fist flew towards Ming Quan, who did not close his eyes quietly and wait for death like the maid who really gave everything for his master, but suddenly waved his sleeves, and a long black shadow burst out of the cuffs, sweeping horizontally, and swept away the six fireballs.

The bright red flames exploded, Mingquan screamed, his body suddenly flew backwards, and his back slammed into the door of the hut, her body was unharmed, but the Gangfeng advantage that was originally crushed by the silver dust into the body had already been shattered into ashes, and she was really attacked by the silver dust, she knew that the original silver dust's casual blow was comparable to the Gangfeng of the Hedao realm, and these Gangfeng did not kill her directly, but just enough to shatter her own Gangfeng, at this time, her whole body was slack, and if she wanted to regather Gangfeng, she needed to exercise a breath of time。

During this time, in such a small room, at such a close distance, it was enough for her to be attacked and killed many times. At this moment, Mingquan must immediately let go of all desires and illusions about Yinchen, and save his life first.

She took a deep breath, and the silver dust in front of her did not continue to attack, as if he was still hesitant about whether to kill her.

Mingquan leaned against the door, and she didn't know where she was holding the purple Luo skirt and tied it behind her, so she tied the Luo skirt that was fading down and was about to be completely gone, and turned it into an alternative and sultry battle skirt that leaked the spring light on her chest while still covering most of her body.

She leaned against the door of the hut, the black shadow in the sleeve on the right showed her true body in the pink candlelight, it was a telescopic spear, the same structure as the one Feng Lieshan had used, but the quality was not so good, but it was just a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

The spear was dark green and retracted freely, and the green light on the head of the spear showed that the spear was smeared with poison.

Silver Dust ignored Ming Quan's seductive trembling chest, his gaze locked on the three fireballs that had not been hit by Ming Quan, and the small fireballs slammed straight into some specific nodes above the door wall, exploding three thin pillars of fire.

The whole house trembled slightly, and then there was no change. Under the pink candlelight, Yinchen and Mingquan saw a look of disappointment flash in each other's eyes at the same time. In the pink apricot eyes, the disappointment is getting heavier and heavier, and there are still dots of grievances and sorrows in them, and in the white silver pupils, the disappointment is like a flowing cloud blown by the wind, quickly diffusing and quickly disappearing.

"Husband, do you hate the slave family like this?"

"The earth attribute seal in this house is quite strong, huh?"

The voices of the two men rang out at the same time, and then fell silent in awkwardness. Obviously, their minds were not on the same frequency band at that moment.

"Husband!" Mingquan screamed, and finally pulled Yinchen's wandering gaze back to himself: "The slave family is really so annoying......"

"I don't know if you are annoying or not, maybe you should ask Fang Tianhang. Silver Dust's gaze suddenly condensed, and a cold coercion spread, like an unexplained black mist that was getting thicker and thicker in the small room. Silver Dust's voice was very low, and his tone was no longer full of cold air like before, but with a deep, dark, sinking death like the Extreme Abyss Demon Sea. The temperament on his body was completely different from the temperament that Ming Quan had when he first saw him on Genra Island in the East China Sea, as if they were two completely different people with similar appearances. In the past, the silver dust exuded a cold as an ice field, but now the silver dust exudes a death-like dark cold. She went from a lonely snowy peak to an icy hell.

"Fang Tianhang, you actually ...... because of this? Ha, that's just a dog!" Mingquan had already put away his smile when he heard Fang Tianhang's three words. She knew she couldn't get Silver Dust by sheer seduction, and of course she never really intended to conquer Silver Dust with this alone. She still has many options, of course, the most direct and efficient at the moment is to win the silver dust.

She knew that she could not defeat this silver-haired boy on any other occasion, only in this small "house of seduction", where she was 120% sure that she would win Silver Dust and get Silver Dust's body.

The aphrodisiac potion, the confusing candlelight, and her special, metallic Gangfeng, uncertain storm, and the evil spirit treasure that has long been implanted under the skin and can reflect almost any Gangfeng. She herself was already in an invincible state, and this small room could not be opened at any time, and at the same time, as time passed, it was only the passage of time, and in every corner of the cabin, tentacle-like ropes would pop up, binding the two, and at the same time, there were some mysterious mechanisms that helped the two of them to shed their clothes.

No matter how much cultivation you have, no matter your realm, no matter your mood, no matter how you struggle, in this hut, except for two days and two nights, it is impossible for the people inside to do anything else. This is not the arrangement of the Xuanluo Sect, this is the ancient evil art, even if it is the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, it is impossible to escape.

Mingquan was full of confidence, and when she saw Yinchen's disgusted expression, she knew that she had changed a little to show that as a disciple of Cosmos, she specialized in training male slaves.

"I don't associate with women who have an ambiguous relationship with a dog. Silver Dust said indifferently, and at the same time, ten sharp golden blades suddenly popped out from his ten fingertips.

Hundred claws of holy light.

The golden light looked dim and luxurious under the pressure of the brilliant pink candlelight, and the silver dust frowned slightly, and then stretched out, and the power of the Holy Light Hundred Cracked Claws seemed to be even more unbearable than before.

He didn't rashly use the Demon Cry Slash Fist, because that set of boxing techniques has now become his own mastery, and it has almost nothing to do with the inheritance of ghosts and gods, and the Demon Cry Slash Fist has become the only remaining fist technique that can be driven by the three elements of water, fire and light at the same time, which is completely different from the way in which the ghosts and gods can only use the dark element to drive the power. Due to the rush of time, Silver Dust was not yet familiar with this change, he was afraid that once he used it rashly, he would expose himself to unpredictable flaws, and now, he did not have the protection of the immovable hegemon, and the error tolerance rate of every move and style became extremely low.

Although the power of the Holy Light Crack has become extremely small, at least the driving method is still the same as before, and if you make a move, there will be no unpredictable situations in general.

Silver Dust thought clearly, and suddenly stretched his hands forward, and the purple light of arcane acceleration lit up behind him, and the whole person was like a sharp sword splitting the pink air and stabbing towards Mingquan's shoulder. He put his hands together in front of him, his ten fingers pointed at the bright spring, and the two were put together, and the golden blades were condensed at the tips of his fingers, turning into sharp and short edges like ten scalpels. His shirt streaked black trails in the air, and his long hair stretched straight behind him, elongated into a silver streamer. The silver pupils locked onto the spear in Mingquan's right hand, guarding against her counterattack.

"It turns out that you little guy is still a little clean! Hmph, at this time, you still have to pick and choose! Don't you want to enter this secret realm at all?" Mingquan, who had already decided to use his means, naturally would not be polite to him, and his empty other hand quickly stretched out to his waist.

In the face of Silver Dust's attack, Ming Quan grinned, as if he didn't care at all, his empty left hand swiped on his waist, and pulled out a rope-like black shadow from his waist, rolled it into the air, and wrapped Silver Dust's wrists together, and at the same time, the rope-like black shadow was wound up like a poisonous snake, and it had the potential to tie Silver Dust on the spot.

The rope-like weapon that Ming Quan pulled out was not a long whip, just her belt, but it was also one of the several famous weapons in the Cosmos that men could not guard against, there was a hidden mechanism in the belt, and it could be thrown out in a specific way, which could stretch a short belt several times out of thin air, and the belt itself was from the hands of a senior refiner, and any wind attached to the belt would become an uncertain storm, blocking the wind and mobility of all the opponents who were entangled.

At this moment, Yinchen put his hands together in front of him, his five fingers together and rushed straight towards Mingquan, the holy light shining on his fingertips, his body was completely in the air, and he stabbed at Mingquan's shoulder like a sword, looking so imposing, but he was entangled in a black belt, and lost the momentum to move forward in an instant, only the undercurrent demon shield covered all over his body still maintained the most basic protection. Mingquan grinned, and with a flick of his wrist, Yinchen honestly fell headlong on the vermilion bed, as if it was impossible to even change his posture.