At this moment, Ling Yan's snow-white skin had a layer of pink and bright red.
Her beautiful eyes were blurred, cold and seductive.
Her red lips were slightly opened, and her breath was like orchids.
Jun Xiaoyao was because of his three primordial spirits and the ancient lotus seed.
Therefore, he could temporarily resist the erosion of the lover's flower mist.
But Ling Yan was different.
Perhaps her primordial spirit was not much weaker than Jun Xiaoyao's.
But she did not have the lotus seed.
In addition, she had experienced a hundred lives of ill-fated fate with Jun Xiaoyao in the Sea of Reincarnation.
It was like an explosive. It only needed a spark to detonate it.
And now, the mist of the lover's flower was undoubtedly a raging fire.
It was the unforgettable love that she had experienced with Jun Xiaoyao in the reincarnation.
At this moment, it gushed into Ling Yan's heart like a geyser.
In addition, she had been subtly influenced by the Fairy Kite, so it was even more difficult to resist.
"No … I won't …"
Ling Yan struggled, trying to control her actions.
Her delicate and peerless snow-white face had a conflicted expression.
"This Consort will definitely not …"
Ling Yan's phoenix-like eyes stared fixedly at the white-robed figure sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of her.
Jun Xiaoyao could only barely ensure that his soul was clear and did not fall into the eternal abyss. How could he spare the energy to care about Ling Yan?
More and more illusions appeared in front of Ling Yan's eyes.
In a certain life of reincarnation, she was a cursed loner.
Jun Xiaoyao was a peerless immortal master in white.
When the two of them met, Ling Yan was destined to fall for him.
Jun Xiaoyao took her in as his disciple and became the white moonlight in her heart.
But in the end, Jun Xiaoyao chose the common people between the world and her.
In that life, she hated him to the extreme, but she also loved him to the extreme.
In a certain life, she was a woman waiting for the return of the major general in white. In the end, she waited for him to return, but she did not see him return.
In one life, she was a little peach demon, and Jun Xiaoyao was the young master of a demon-slaying family.
They had agreed to go through a myriad of trials and tribulations together, but in the end, it was Jun Xiaoyao who killed her with his own sword.
In short, every life was unforgettable.
If it were any other woman, even if they had experienced a lifetime, they would remember it forever.
Not to mention the love of a hundred generations.
That was like carving a knife into his heart.
In addition, there was also the mist emitted by the countless Valentine's Flowers.
Ling Yan couldn't resist it any longer.
Although she tried her best to keep her mind clear, her head was getting heavier and heavier.
A single flower was enough to make people lose themselves in it.
There were more than ten million Valentine's Flowers in this place.
At the same time, all nuns had to return to the secular world.
In the end, Ling Yuan looked at Jun Xiaoyao. She could no longer hide the dazed look in her eyes.
She slowly walked towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Her perfect figure began to show.
His muscles and bones were like jade, glistening like snow, suffused with an exquisite and flawless luster, like porcelain.
The word 'Jun' was particularly eye-catching on her snow-white thigh.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at her calmly.
As the most honorable and admired Young Empress of the Xian Ting in the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.
At this moment, Ling Yan was very proactive. She took off her clothes.
She had completely fallen into the trap.
No …
Perhaps some hidden things had taken advantage of this opportunity to be activated.
Following this, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have a good time.
That was because his will had to be firmer.
Otherwise, if he was completely lost too …
He and Ling Yan would never be able to leave this place.
As for Meng Zhan and the others, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't count on them either.
No one knew what was going on outside.
Jun Xiaoyao continued to refine the Hell Soul Demon Flowers.
Ling Yan kept disturbing him.
She was restless.
"Don't disturb me!"
Jun Xiaoyao smacked him down with a loud smack.
He wasn't a moralist, nor was he Liuxia Hui who was unperturbed.
However, under the current circumstances, he really wasn't in the mood to enjoy the coquettish actions of a princess.
Not to mention that this princess was his opponent and enemy.
A red palm print appeared on the ground.
Ling Yan frowned slightly and let out a pleasant sigh.
"Ah, this …"
Jun Xiaoyao was slightly startled.
He seemed to have discovered this cold princess's unknown quirk.
Ling Yan continued to harass him. Jun Xiaoyao had no choice but to knock Ling Yan out with a karate chop.
Jun Xiaoyao could finally refine the Hell Soul Demon Flowers in peace.
Finally, a few days later.
Along with a powerful soul fluctuation, Jun Xiaoyao felt the power of his soul surging in his mind.
His Primordial Spirit was a lot stronger.
Although it hadn't reached the Eternal Sand level, it was already much stronger than before.
If he had to describe it, it was probably at the level of Lesser Perfection of the Boundless level.
In addition, the ancient lotus seed in Jun Xiaoyao's body had already overflowed with a lot of clear qi.
Jun Xiaoyao could finally not be affected by this place.
It could be said that if it were anyone else, it would be difficult to escape from this place and would completely sink.
Next, Jun Xiaoyao looked at Ling Yan, who was lying on the ground.
Ling Yan seemed to have had some strange dream. Her face was very red, and her red lips were unconsciously muttering Jun Xiaoyao's name.
From the looks of it, in Ling Yan's dream, she should have some kind of pure and beautiful connection with Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a thoughtful look.
To be honest, he could abandon Ling Yan and let her sink here.
However, this would also affect Fairy Yuan, and she would not be able to obtain true freedom.
Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao's plan still needed the Seven Rebellious Emperors.
Ling Yan was an important part of the Seven Rebellious Emperors, and he still needed her as a tool. Nothing could happen to her for the time being.
"You're lucky."
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly and pointed at Ling Yan's forehead.
He used his Primordial Spirit and Dharmic powers to cleanse the Lover's Pollen in her body.
At the same time, the clear qi emitted by the ancient lotus seed was also transmitted into Ling Yan's body.
Gradually, Ling Yan's rosy and tender skin slowly turned back to white.
After a quarter of an hour, Ling Yan's long and black eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes.
Her first reaction was confusion and confusion.
Her second reaction was to recall the scene in her dream. Her beautiful face instantly turned red like fire, and at the same time, she couldn't believe it.
It was a pleasant dream, but why was it a nightmare when she recalled it after waking up?
Her third reaction was when Ling Yan realized that she was naked.
Her fourth reaction was when Jun Xiaoyao stood in front of Ling Yan and looked at her with a calm expression.
Boom!
Ling Yan felt as if thousands of thunderbolts were roaring in her head at the same time!
She was a little dizzy, and her expression was blank as if she had been possessed.
What kind of nightmare had she experienced?
"You're still looking?!"
Ling Yan hurriedly took out a long dress from her spatial artifact and was about to cover herself.
However, she suddenly felt a burning sensation on her butt.
It was a bright red handprint.
Ling Yan's mind went blank again.
Had she been spanked?
"I didn't expect the Young Emperor of the Rebellious Emperors to have such a special hobby." Jun Xiaoyao's expression was cold and mocking.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I'm going to kill you!"
Ling Yuan changed into a glazed dress and gritted her teeth. She was so embarrassed that she charged at Jun Xiaoyao with her sword.
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