Chapter 4304
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"Even if Di Ming Jue accidentally comes in, as long as he's bound by the power of the curse here, he'll still become a turtle in my jar."
Han Jiaming reaches out his hand, wanting to stroke Muyan's face.
Mu Yan sidesteps and looks at him coldly.
He wasn't angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "At first, I wanted to give you a beautiful memory. Let's just take it that we're both under the influence of an aphrodisiac and have sex uncontrollably. Then, we'll marry into the Han Family and have a beautiful dream of being together for the rest of our lives. Isn't that great? Why do you have to expose me like this? "
"But even if you expose me, you won't be able to escape from me in this [Little Cursed Land].
"Today, you are destined to become my woman."
Mu Yan took a step back and said coldly, "What is the [Little Cursed Land]? What is the relationship between the [Cursed Land] of the Yanwu Continent and this [Little Cursed Land]? Was it also set up by you guys? "
"There's also the [Lovesickness Demonic Love Curse]. If I remember correctly, Jun Shitian was also afflicted with the [Lovesickness Demonic Love Curse]. That's why he had no choice but to use the mortal world tribulation method to save himself. So, all of this was set up by the Devil Emperor Priest, Zhong Li? "
Han Jiaming was stunned by her series of questions.
Then, he couldn't help but chuckle, looking at her with eyes full of admiration and amazement.
[Lovesickness Charm Curse] entered his bones, and [Lesser Incantation Land] strengthened him.
At this moment, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Jun Muyan is burning with lust and suffering so much that she doesn't want to live.
However, other than a flushed face, watery peach blossom eyes, and a slightly hoarse voice, the girl in front of him didn't seem to have any abnormalities.
Even the occasional trembling of her body was concealed by her subtle movements and movements.
He was only in his early twenties, but he was already a Demon Master.
Moreover, if the information Master gave him was true, then this person might not only be able to cultivate in the devil path, but he could also cultivate in the spirit path. Moreover, his cultivation in the spirit path had already attained the Mysterious Immortal Realm.
How many generations had it been since a Spirit and Demonic Dual Cultivator had appeared in this world?
The most frightening thing is that this person has struggled all the way from the Yanwu Continent.
In just a few short years, from a mortal who couldn't even be considered a spirit cultivator, he had now become the Great Demon King Ye who could make tens of thousands of demons willingly submit to him with his own strength.
This kind of innate potential, this kind of temperament and willpower, simply surpassed even Baili Yinlou from back then.
Han Jiaming's heart suddenly surged with a sincere feeling.
If he could marry such a woman, would the Han Clan be able to regain the glory of a thousand years ago?
Thinking of this, Han Jiaming's tone became gentler, and he even patiently answered her questions.
Of course, he wasn't afraid of such a delay.
Unless he wanted to, no one could break the [Lesser Cursed Land].
Even Jun Shitian and Di Ming Jue can't do it.
And the longer it drags on, the more severe the Lovesickness Curse within Muyan's body will become. When that time comes, she will crave even more for his invasion and love.
Han Jiaming unhurriedly said: "The [Lesser Cursed Land], as the name suggests, is naturally a weaker version of the [Cursed Land]. But even so, it would take several hundred years before it could be successfully arranged."
"The [Cursed Land] can strengthen all the [Power of Curse] by several times, and can also stimulate the [Curse Technique] that was originally hidden within the body. It can even seal and reduce the cultivation that exceeds a certain limit."
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