The female cultivator touched her flower and moon appearance, and felt that the world fell apart in an instant.

Auntie......

Facing the young man's sincere black eyes, she suddenly covered her face with her sleeves and staggered past the immortal.

"Immortal Monarch, I didn't say anything!"

The fairy looked at the young man in surprise and found him standing outside the encirclement, smiling at her.

Immediately, he raised his voice suddenly: "Where are the nephews?" ”

The Tsing Yi disciples of Immortal Peak saluted Ji Fenglin in unison.

I only heard the young man breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Help my master, send these monk sisters back to their sect." ”

The young man's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes squinted at the women, and his white cheeks squeezed out a hypocritical dimple:

"There are too many people, and if they all promise to my master, he can't bear it...... Besides, as the chief disciple of Shizun's sect, there are so many masters, how can I call you? ”

Everyone: "......"

The female cultivators' faces turned blue and white for a while, and the fairy laughed lowly, and just about to say something, an elderly female cultivator came out from among the women and blessed her.

"My sisters have heard the name of Yuyang Xianjun for a long time, and they have been fascinated for a long time, and they were rescued by Xianjun, so they lost their sense of proportion for a while, please don't blame Xianjun."

Since she gave the two sides a step, the fairy took it.

She first asked the young man who had just spoken out to mock the women, and went to the depths of the Demon Monarch's Cave Mansion to collect his belongings, Ji Fenglin was stunned and went obediently.

Immediately, she coldly instructed the three hundred disciples to send the girls back to the sect.

The elder female cultivator said: "Thank you Immortal Jun for your help, our Bihua Sect will always remember the great kindness of Immortal Monarch." ”

The fairy bowed slightly.

……

Entering the depths of the Joyful Demon Lord's cave, Ji Fenglin, who was still smiling and groaning outside, quickly sank his face.

What is there here? The stone wall is carved with vivid murals of the Spring Palace, and the men and women have different postures, showing their chests and arms...... Meng Lang is extremely amazing.

The stone platform is covered with a layer of soft cushions, and on top of the soft cushions, the jade boxes are filled with fragrant and bewitching smells.

There is a prostitute and a female mother, Ji Fenglin, who has long been familiar with the affairs of the boudoir, of course she knows what these are, Huanxi Demon King, and sure enough, she knows the joy on the bed best.

Looking away from the disgusting murals of the Spring Palace, Ji Fenglin remembered that that day, he inadvertently threw blood on the man's lips, and 'he' was beautiful......

I don't know what kind of thought he has, he put all the jade boxes on the stone platform into the storage bag between his sleeves.

He listened intently to the outside, and the man was talking to the nun coldly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Thinking that sooner or later he might have a teacher, Ji Fenglin couldn't help kicking the stone platform.

Outcome.

Bang! A puff of smoke dispersed from where he had kicked it.

The seductive and lingering aroma slowly permeates the depths of the cave.

Ji Fenglin's eyes shrank, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and he wanted to escape from here, but he involuntarily fell into the depths of the illusion.

The fragrance of love is drilled into the seven orifices, leading people to peek into what they dare not see on weekdays, and making people sink into the beautiful and glamorous fantasy.

……

The disciples escorted the daughters of the Bihua Sect away.

After settling the matter, it was bright outside, and the immortal was ready to take the young man back to the sect.

Outside he called twice, but the boy didn't respond in the slightest.

She didn't think much about it, and walked directly into the depths of the cave.

The exquisite carvings of strange skills come into view, and when you are caught off guard, the rich fragrance comes to your face.

It's too late to block the five senses.

The seductive atmosphere pulls people to fall a little bit, and the real and the illusion are gradually intertwined into a wonderful and charming dream.

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