A group of people were as surprised as lost travelers in the desert seeing an oasis.

They all stumbled and rushed towards the pool.

A flash of eagerness flashed in Jiuyoujun's narrow phoenix eyes, and he had already raised the jade bone fan at his feet. After thinking about it, he looked back at He Xiaoman: "Haochenjun, why don't you go and clean it?"

No one in the sect knew that Mr. Haochen was a man of few words, afraid of women, and germaphobic. Not only was his body and head covered with mud, but also the blood that had been spat out by Tai Sui, the spiritual snake. Everyone had just taken a complete mud bath.

Like a wild boar.

He Xiaoman nodded: "Go."

But she felt strange in her heart. By the way, don't monks all have treasure bags? Even if not everyone has a treasure bag as big as Mr. Haochen's eight cubic meters, there are still smaller ones, right?

The monks of this festival world emphasize the use of food that contains spiritual energy as much as possible and a light diet. However, only Taoists who have opened the Purple Mansion can achieve the level of fasting, so they should all carry drinking water and the like in their treasure bags, right?

Why do you have to go and drink the water from that pool?

It's just that He Xiaoman sees the current trend and she can't stop it alone. All five disciples including Tianyuan Peak have already run to the waterhole.

"I am a lotus girl, and my heart is full of tears like rain. If you see the tears of a lotus, do you know how much the lotus suffers?"

The luxuriant and fragrant grass is stained with clear dew, swaying in the wind and occasionally slipping from the tender green grass blades, disappearing into the dust in an instant.

The edge of the pool is full of colorful round pebbles. When you step on them with your bare feet, you don't feel cold, but feel warmed by the sun.

After a fierce battle all night, it turned out to be light without even realizing it.

The morning light shone down on the entire pool, and the ripples shimmered, reflecting the soft and delicate daffodils with morning dew on the shore as if they were covered with starlight. I don't know whether it was the color of the water that blurred the color of the flowers, or the glow of the rays that intoxicated the lake.

, in the light mist, the water is like the Milky Way, the flowers are like glass, and they are as beautiful as the human world.

The mist in the jungle actually became as real as the brilliant clouds covered by the Weaver Girl, layer by layer, both real and illusory...

There is the clanging sound of the piano, the gurgling water, the graceful dancing of beauties, and the clear voice that sounds like complaining...

"I am a lotus girl, and I am only in love with you. I will sing for you tonight, and every sentence is a sad song."

The song was sad, like sighing or chanting, sometimes making people sad, and sometimes making people daydream. He Xiaoman suddenly felt a thick and sweet fragrance like gardenia floating by, or was it a beautiful woman dancing lightly with her wide sleeves touching her face?

She could no longer understand everything in front of her.

Someone held up a peeled grape with slender fingers and handed it to her. He Xiaoman opened her mouth habitually, as if this was her life.

As expected, several beauties dressed in tulle danced gracefully to the music, draped in silk and wrapped around each other, as if they were dancing on the stone walls of Dunhuang, or like fairies flying on the waves.

A catkin is stretched out, and a cherry with dewdrops is in the palm. The beauty exhales like orchid in the ear: "Enemies, open your mouth..."

"I am originally a lotus girl. I dance for you day and night. I have seen so many things in the world. My only close friends are you and me."

"I am originally a lotus girl, and I became a couple with you in my dream. I hope that all lovers in the world will get married one day."

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The singing became more and more lingering, soul-stirring, and the music gradually began to have a sound that made people's hearts beat faster and their ears flush...

Everyone unconsciously wants to trace the source of that sound.

Facing the half-clothed woman who pouted her cherry lips and looked enchanting, He Xiaoman realized that she had already lost her temper at some point. That was her invincible iron fist!

There was a "bang" sound as the iron-hard fist wind swept across, and the surroundings were silent. How could there be any enchanting woman among the five-colored smoke?

She opened her soul-destroying spiritual eyes, and she was still surrounded by endless smoke of five colors, flowers everywhere, and grasses endlessly green.

where is this place?

Where have all those people gone?

"Jun Hao Chen, Jun Hao Chen, Jun Hao Chen..."

A sweet fragrance hit her, soft silk brushed her cheeks, and a soft and delicate body appeared behind her.

He Xiaoman's whole body stiffened instantly.

With a "hoo" sound, Xuan Shuang Sword stabbed the woman behind him without hesitation.

"My enemy, you are so cruel. I want to have sex with you, but you want to disembowel me. Uh-huh-huh~"

Her cherry red lips almost touched He Xiaoman's. This woman always appeared and disappeared in an instant, but what frightened He Xiaoman was that she knew it was an illusion, but her soul-destroying eyes couldn't see any flaws.

In fact, He Xiaoman was surprised, and the other person was even more surprised.

No one can escape her control. The Haochen Jun in front of her refuses without hesitation every time, and she kills without mercy.

How could this happen? Why does this happen?

In fact, when she seduce this Mr. Haochen, she usually does not use a woman, but one of the handsome men, He Xiaoman, such as a certain foreigner, a certain Bo, a certain Ting, a certain Le, a certain war, a certain Kai, etc.

It's very possible that you can't stand it.

It's a pity that this person doesn't know that in the heart of Hao Chenjun, a delicate iceberg man who is 1.85 meters tall, there lives a rough pig girl, and this girl can't appreciate the lilies in her hometown!

No matter how charming you are, I will always be the one you will never get.

But He Xiaoman is here now, whether he is flying with his sword or using magic to bombard him, he is always surrounded by such a beautiful world like a fairyland, with green grass that stretches slowly to the end of the world, delicate flowers, and cobblestones.

The river bed, the clear water pool surrounded by countless white and yellow delicate narcissus flowers, every place can be used as a quilt from heaven, a bed from the earth, and you can play poker until you meet the king of hell.

There is also a lingering beautiful tool who likes to use her hands and feet and wants to play poker with her all night long and won't stop.

He Xiaoman even used his own thunder and lightning spells but could not hurt the woman who was more annoying than a fly at all.

It collapsed in one blow and reorganized instantly. It seemed that everything was an illusion, but He Xiaoman's spiritual power was consumed with real swords and guns.

The Soul-Destroying Spiritual Eye is also completely ineffective against this illusion.

The tool man can't be beaten to death, and she can't break the illusion. Could it be that in the end, she also fell into the illusion and lost control, fighting... poker... against that woman?

Yes, she can still play poker with that woman. This is the purpose of a woman. She won't dissipate at that time, right?

When arms as soft as noodles wrapped around him, He Xiaoman did not refuse this time.

Two people rolled on the grass.

He Xiaoman held down the woman's arms with both hands.

The woman is infinitely shy, lightly opening her red lips...

He Xiaoman gently touched the woman's pink lips with his fingers.

This illusion was so powerful that He Xiaoman was very clear-headed, but the feeling was exactly the same as the real one.

The woman's teeth bit He Xiaoman's finger, and pink mist rose up around it, and the fragrance became thicker and sweeter.

"Ahhhh!" After a shrill scream, He Xiaoman finally stood in a dark jungle. The pool, flowers, and grass all disappeared. The place in front of her that was originally a woman was now a clump of white.
Chapter completed!