Chapter 362 Mrs. Fanghua’s Personal End (Part 1)

If it weren't for Yang Chen's sigh, Gongsun Ling would have even done something even more outrageous unknowingly because of her sympathy for the dancer. 【 】

Fortunately, it was just a kiss. Yang Chen called her back to her senses in time. Gongsun Ling is still blushing. She couldn't hold back her words in front of Yang Chen and kissed a girl from the Demon Sect. When she thought of this, Gongsun Ling even had the urge to die.

Even if he was defeated by a powerful enemy and had no hope of revenge, Gongsun Ling had never been so desperate.

She actually acted ugly in front of Yang Chen. How should she face Yang Chen in the future?

"Don't be discouraged!" Yang Chen's voice seemed to ring in the hearts of Gongsun and Ling: "The dance of the devil is about guessing people's hearts. Even masters in the Nascent Soul Mahayana stage don't dare to try it easily. You have done very well."

Although Yang Chen's comfort was timely, Gongsun Ling still blamed herself and cried anxiously. I actually behaved so uglyly in front of a group of demonic women. How will I hold my head up in the future?

"Aling, this is a rare opportunity to temper your mind. Don't make a mistake!" Yang Chen's voice was a little more serious this time, with a hint of majesty in it: "If you think I am you Husband, then be obedient!"

This sentence was more effective than any other consolation. Gongsun Lingdun calmed down his expression for a moment, and after concentrating again, he looked at the field again.

Yang Chen said that he would marry Gao Yue and himself when he returned, so Yang Chen would naturally be his husband. Gongsun Ling can ignore the others, but she must listen to Yang Chen's words. Subconsciously, Gongsun Ling thinks so.

And what Yang Chen said makes sense. The devil's dance is not something that just anyone can see. Although he didn't control it just now, he should be more careful. It might be an opportunity to temper his state of mind.

The woman giggled and returned to the team. The sound of silk and bamboo changed again, and the entire dance style changed again.

The dancers and girls all took out a pink pill from somewhere on their bodies and put it into their mouths. After swallowing it in one gulp, the girls quickly changed.

The sound of silk and bamboo was filled with youhuo, and the girls' mouths began to moan. Following their soul-stirring moans, a faint pink smoke came out of their mouths.

The pink mist quickly filled the entire hall, making the female dancers in the middle look hazy. Gongsun Ling took a small breath, and suddenly a burst of thoughts rose in her heart. She knew that the powder mist was not a good thing, so she hurriedly used her power to dispel it.

After paying a little attention to Yang Chen, Gongsun Ling found that Yang Chen still had the same expression of staring with relish, without seeming to move at all. Yang Chen's eyes seemed to keep scanning over the naked parts of the dancers' bodies, which made Gongsun Ling feel unhappy.

Yang Chen's hand seemed to have wrapped around Gongsun Ling's slender waist again. At this moment, it became a little unruly. His fingers caressed her waist and abdomen casually, making Gongsun Ling feel flushed and her heartbeat was thundering.

However, when Gongsun Ling was forced to change her angle by Yang Chenyi, she accidentally saw the face of Mrs. Fanghua standing next to her. There seemed to be a slight contemptuous smile on Mrs. Fanghua's face. Gongsun Ling was shocked and her mind regained consciousness again.

At this moment, Gongsun Ling truly calmed down and became clear. Although the dances of these people outside were moving and the air was filled with the aura of lust, they could no longer affect Gongsun Ling.

After cultivating his spiritual consciousness with Yang Chen, the powerful effect of the Taixuan Yin Yang Heart Sutra was finally revealed. Divine consciousness is much stronger than one's own cultivation, and after being condensed by the Taixuan Yin Yang Heart Sutra, the sea of ​​consciousness is unparalleled.

After being stabbed several times in a row, Gongsun Ling finally woke up from the state of being easily fooled and began to understand herself clearly. Know who you are, what you are here to do, and what situation you are in now. Once you understand this, everything outside will naturally have no impact on Gongsun Ling.

Just this moment of enlightenment allowed Gongsun Ling's spiritual consciousness to rise to a small level again, and the spiritual energy throughout his body began to flow continuously.

In the eyes of outsiders, Gongsun Ling has already mobilized her spiritual power to compete with Tianmo Yanwu. Seeing this situation, Mrs. Fanghua secretly laughed in her heart. How many people wanted to rely on this method to resist the demon Yanwu, but no one could succeed. The Demonic Dance is not targeting the opponent's cultivation, but the opponent's state of mind. With spiritual power, how can it be possible to resist?

On the contrary, Yang Chen has been guarding the mourning platform. Even though his lust has been aroused, he would rather caress and release Gongsun Ling, and still insists on not losing his lust. This makes Mrs. Fanghua couldn't help but admire her. A few points.

To practice jade cultivation, you have to endure the pain of sexual intercourse for at least a hundred years without venting it. It is normal to have this kind of concentration. Even at this stage of the devil's dance, some simple aphrodisiacs have been used to increase the power, but it has not yet reached its strongest moment. I believe that when it reaches that point, not to mention just Yang Chen, even the old devil himself will not be able to do it. You should also drink your hatred on the spot.

"Fanghua, their strength is not enough, they are slightly lacking!" While thinking, Yang Chen suddenly spoke and spoke directly to Mrs. Fanghua.

"This is already the disciple here who is the best at the devil's dance." Mrs. Fanghua finally felt embarrassed. It wasn't that she didn't want to do something more effective, but it was really the strength of these disciples.

"What are you best at?" Yang Chen smiled slightly, and suddenly said with some meaning: "Not necessarily!"

"Where else?" Mrs. Fanghua smiled bitterly and was about to retort when she suddenly thought of something. Her eyebrows widened and she turned to Yang Chen and asked in surprise: "Master, you, you don't want me to dance in person, do you?" !”

Yang Chen stared at Madam Fanghua's noble face and didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

"Young master, why do you want to rape your slave like this!" Madam Fanghua's face suddenly showed a sad look, and she pleaded softly: "To dance with the devil, you have to take a temporary power-dispersing pill, and you have to swallow a charm potion, and your clothes are not covered. My body, my slave’s pure daughter’s body, do you really have the heart to let your slave do such a despicable thing?”

It’s hard to believe that a high-ranking ancestor at the peak of the Nascent Soul would take a San Gong Pill to temporarily limit his spiritual power, then swallow a charm potion and dance in sexy clothes.

Mrs. Fanghua's eyes were full of pleading when she looked at Yang Chen. She was a noble woman, looking at Yang Chen pitifully. She just wanted to beg him not to let her dance the Heavenly Demon Dance.

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