Chapter 1183 Seven Emotional Fragrances

With the support of Zhen Yin and Fan Yin, Zhang Ruochen came to Moyou Valley again.

In the valley, peach trees are planted all over, and the peach blossoms are as beautiful as pink crystals, exuding an alluring fragrance.

However, Zhang Ruochen just took a breath, and the masculine energy in his body was stirring, as if it turned into a flame and burned in his lower abdomen.

"The flowers smell weird."

In order not to arouse the suspicion of Zhen Yin and Fan Yin, Zhang Ruochen still breathed, sucked the air into his belly, and immediately used the holy energy to wrap the flower fragrance and refine it.

The two of them laughed secretly in their hearts, feeling that Gu Linfeng had been affected by the pollen, so it would be easy to deal with him next.

The fragrance of flowers in the peach forest is not an ordinary medicine, it is called "Seven Emotions Fragrance".

Smelling this fragrance, the monk's emotions will be infinitely magnified, his mind will be lost, his ability to think will be lost, and all his secrets will be exposed.

Even the vast majority of saints are unable to refine the medicinal power of Seven Emotions Incense.

"He is indeed a fool. Madam used a little trick to reveal his true colors."

Zhen Yin and Fan Yin thought so in their hearts that they looked down on Zhang Ruochen at all. No matter how talented and powerful they were, they would become a waste later.

The two of them took Zhang Ruochen to a pavilion, asked him to sit down and rest first, and then retreated at the same time.

It's not bright yet.

The bronze lampstand in the building is inlaid with a holy stone of light attribute, which emits a shining white light, with wisps of holy energy escaping from the holy stone.

It is indeed difficult to refine the Seven Emotions Incense. Even the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" can only temporarily suppress it. It cannot be transferred outside the body in a short period of time.

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Deep in the Moyou Valley, there is a cave filled with holy energy.

Dozens of monks gathered in the cave. In addition to the leader's wife, Zhen Yin, Fan Yin, and the remnants of the Qinglong Dynasty, including the Qinglong Emperor whose cultivation had reached the Heaven-reaching realm, they all stood there respectfully. There is no imperial spirit.

The leader's wife stood on a suspended stone platform, wearing a bright red robe that dragged two feet on the ground.

Her face is not old, but extremely beautiful, with elegant temperament and delicate skin. She is probably about 27 or 28 years old. She has a classic bun on her head and four crystal-like phoenixes inserted in her hair. hairpin.

Although she is an extremely beautiful woman, she gives off an aura of a king who is not angry and assertive, much like a queen.

The leader's wife stretched out a long and soft finger and pointed it towards the void.

"Wow——"

With the fingertip as the center, a circle of ripples surged out, forming a three-foot-long circular mirror.

On the mirror, a room and a figure appeared.

The figure gradually became clear, it was Zhang Ruochen sitting on the chair.

Zhen Yin and Fan Yin stood behind the leader's wife, staring at the mirror and observing Zhang Ruochen's every move.

Zhen Yin's voice was softer and she said: "He should have noticed something is wrong and is going all out to refine the Seven Emotions Incense. This guy still has some abilities and is not completely an idiot."

Fanyin snorted coldly and said rather disdainfully, "A saintly figure in the Heavenly Realm can't refine the Seven Emotions Incense even if he inhales it into his body. With his willpower, it's quite remarkable that he can persist for a quarter of an hour."

They observed for a while, and saw that Gu Linfeng's condition was getting worse and worse, his eyes became blurred, and his face showed a look that seemed to be crying and laughing, which was a sign that Qiqingxiang had developed an attack.

Fanyin showed a look of disdain and said: "Master, I believe that there is no need to test him at all. Whether he is Gu Linfeng or Zhang Ruochen, he can be killed with one sword. Why bother?"

"What do you know?"

The voice of the leader's wife was quite cold, frightening Fan Yin into silence, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she did not dare to say any more.

Immediately afterwards, the leader's wife added: "After the battle in the Qinglong Ruins Realm, I can already deduce a rough idea of ​​the world's structure a hundred years from now. Among them, the first-line heroes who stand at the top will definitely become indomitable beings."

"Whether it's Gu Linfeng or Zhang Ruochen, they are both outstanding people, destined to be extraordinary in the future. If you can control one person, it is more valuable than controlling a Blood God Cult."

"Disciple understands!" Fanyin said cautiously.

The eyes of the leader's wife commented on Zhang Ruochen on the mirror and said: "It's almost time, let Moyin give him a try."

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was still in a relatively sober state, but the masculine energy in his body was too overbearing and difficult to control, giving him a headache.

Suddenly, a pleasant flute sound sounded in the room.

The surrounding light became dreamy, and twelve graceful beauties appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

Twelve sexy beauties are dancing with extremely charming postures.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and stared at them with an evil smile on his face. Then he stood up unsteadily and walked towards them.

Suddenly, a stunning woman in white clothes walked out from behind the twelve sexy beauties.

Her body was spotless, she was holding a jade flute, and she was playing ethereal and beautiful music. Her appearance is breathtakingly beautiful and pure, in stark contrast to the twelve voluptuous beauties.

"Princess Mo Ran." Zhang Ruochen recognized her.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen didn't know that Princess Mo Ran was the fourth disciple of the leader's wife, Mo Yin.

It has to be said that Princess Moran's appearance and temperament are indeed unparalleled. She surpasses Fanyin and Zhenyin. No matter how determined a man is, it will be difficult for him to resist when he sees her.

Zhang Ruochen directly abandoned the twelve sexy beauties and rushed towards Princess Mo Ran.

Princess Moran's eyes were as beautiful as stars. When she saw Zhang Ruochen rushing towards her, she raised the corners of her eyes slightly, revealing a charming look.

"Your Highness, Son of God, what are you going to do?"

Princess Moran stopped playing the flute, and her delicate body was like a jade snake, "sliding" through the gap in Zhang Ruochen's arm, and a seductive laugh like a silver bell came out of her mouth.

Zhang Ruochen turned around and laughed loudly: "What do I want to do? What do you think I want to do?"

Zhang Ruochen rushed forward again and hugged forward with his arms.

This time, Princess Moran did not dodge, but stood motionless, letting Zhang Ruochen hug her.

"How disgusting! Your Highness, Son of God, how could you be like this?"

Princess Mo Ran raised her head, staring pitifully at Zhang Ruochen with her sparkling beautiful eyes.

Their faces were very close.

Even as Princess Moran was speaking, Zhang Ruochen could feel a faint warm breath blowing on his face, making him feel very numb.

She is really a witch who charms people to death even if she is not willing to pay for her life. Even with Zhang Ruochen's spiritual will, there are some who can't stand it!

Zhang Ruochen smiled evilly: "Why do you think I, the Son of God, am like this? How about I, Son of God, take off your outer layer of clothes first, and then we can talk slowly?"

Seeing this scene, the Qinglong Emperor's expression in the cave changed, and all the veins on his face popped out, making him look particularly ferocious.

"It's hateful... Master, I'm going to kill him."

"stop."

The leader's wife scolded him and said, "Wait a little longer, I believe the magic sound will soon be able to find out his true identity."

Emperor Qinglong stopped, not daring to go against the will of the leader's wife.

Emperor Qinglong is the eldest disciple of the leader's wife. He knows that the leader's wife is very powerful and ruthless. Anyone who dares to disobey her orders will end up in a miserable place.

On the mirror, Zhang Ruochen made further progress.

"Wait a minute."

Princess Moran lay on the bed, held Zhang Ruochen's hand, and said with a charming look: "Your Highness, Son of God, who are you? Why do people think you look like the descendant of time and space?"

"What kind of descendant of time and space? The Son of God only has eyes for you now, how can there be anyone else?"

Zhang Ruochen pushed away Princess Mo Ran's hands, grabbed forward, and pulled off the last layer of bra. He looked down, and then his eyes froze there.

Although the monks in the cave couldn't see Princess Mo Ran's delicate body, they all took a breath when they saw Zhang Ruochen holding a moon-white bra and shaking it in his hands.

Their eyes couldn't help but stare at Emperor Qinglong.

Emperor Qinglong was already at the extreme limit of his rage, and his whole body was about to explode. If he wasn't afraid of the leader's wife, he would have already rushed over and cut Zhang Ruochen into pieces.

However, on the mirror, Gu Linfeng became motionless and made no further movements.

Princess Moran looked surprised when she saw Gu Linfeng stopped.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen fell sideways and fell directly under the bed, bleeding from all his orifices, looking quite miserable.