In the mist, the bright red and faint hazy colors are like a fairyland, so beautiful.

"Why is it so hot?" It was obviously a spring day, but Ling Mulao's whole body was so hot that there were large beads of sweat on her forehead, back, chest and other places.

He tugged at his collar, and then used his long sleeves to wipe away the sweat on his forehead and neck bit by bit.

Damn it, my mouth is dry, my whole body is so weak that I have no strength at all, and there seems to be a kind of desire in my body.

"It will be fine if you go through here, hurry up~" Xuanyuan Moxie's steps stagnated slightly, and he slowly turned his head to look at Ling Muchao, whose cheeks were blushing, and his expression was slightly startled.

In the vagueness, the white mist floated, and the face was not very clear, but the crimson color and the beauty against the red plum made another face appear in front of his eyes.

Proud, straightforward, alluring, charming!

It seemed that she had gone back a thousand years ago, and she was standing opposite him, her clothes slowly falling off, and her fair body was in full bloom, so enchanting.

Ling Mulao lowered his head and stared at those hands. They were broad and had clear joints, resembling someone in his deep memory.

The moon-white clothes were fluttering, and the outline of the face with the jade mask could not be seen clearly, but it was vaguely that the face was getting warmer and gentler.

It seemed that that night, the man named Mo Han stretched out his hand and dragged her out of hell.

However, Ling Mulao swallowed and closed her eyes hard. She knew that no matter how similar the person in front of her was, it could not be Mo Han.

"Then walk faster!" Opening his eyes, Ling Mulao desperately suppressed the inexplicable throbbing desire in his body.

Xuanyuan Moxie was stunned for a moment, and then he saw clearly that the woman in front of him was Ling Mulao. She was not undressed or enchanting, and her concentration was stronger than he imagined.

It's just that what happened to me just now made me fantasize about all kinds of love affairs, the entanglement and caress between him and her.

Could it be possible, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, he Xuanyuan Moye, the mighty Demon Lord in the entire continent would be poisoned like this again, it's ridiculous.

During this section of the road, Ling Mulao walked extremely fast, because she gradually discovered that the abnormalities in her body were simply symptoms of poisoning.

This kind of poison will not kill, but it will produce sexual needs, which is like an aphrodisiac and makes people unable to control it.

Clenching her fingers, Ling Mulao thought to herself that she must get out quickly. As long as she could breathe fresh air, the poisonous gas would dissipate automatically.

However, the further we walked, the more prosperous the red plum blossoms became and the denser the fog became.

The distance within sight is only within one meter.

Holding a red plum, Ling Muchao's feet were so soft that they trembled, and then she took a deep breath.

Only then did she realize that the clothes on her body were all wet with sweat. Because she was wearing clothes filled with duck feathers, it was even harder for the heat to escape.

After biting it, Ling Mulao tore open his clothes and shook the feathers out from the interlayer.

Xuanyuan Moxie followed closely behind, seeing Ling Mulao shaking off the feathers from his clothes, he couldn't help but subconsciously want to turn his head.

However, his neck seemed to be stiff and he could not move at all.

In the bottom of my heart, an inexplicable temptation spread little by little, and the long-suppressed desire burst out in an instant, surging beyond control.
Chapter completed!