Tang Fan looked up and saw Young Master Ying standing in front of him in a black dress.
The material of the black skirt was very drapey and clung to her body naturally, making her already graceful curves even more conspicuous.
The hem of the skirt is not long, revealing her plump long legs, which directly catches the eye.
This outfit was in great contrast with the cold aura on her body. Tang Fan just glanced at it and felt that the sky was filled with ice and fire, and his throat seemed to be on fire.
How could such a girl with such a personality be willing to accept the arrangement of fate!
Tang Fan sighed inwardly and felt sympathy for her at this moment.
"Young Ancestor, do I look good?"
Young Master Ying purposely spun around in front of Tang Fan as if to show off, causing Tang Fan to almost spit out blood from his nose.
"You... don't move!"
Tang Fan hurriedly averted his gaze, his heart jumping into his throat.
The opponent's cultivation level is unfathomable, and the key is that he is good at charming, which makes him unable to parry.
"Young Ancestor, didn't you come here just to see me?"
Young Master Ying walked slowly, twisting every step, and her whole body seemed to be beating.
Tang Fan coughed dryly and changed the subject: "You seem to know that I will come?"
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in and talk!"
Young Master Ying raised her cold little hand, pinched Tang Fan's wrist, and pulled him towards the bedroom.
Are you so proactive?
What if she wants to force herself?
Tang Fan's head felt dizzy, and his thoughts began to wander. Her behavior was too ambiguous.
"Don't you like my bedroom very much? You're welcome..."
Young Master Ying held his hand and kept swaying, swaying in all kinds of amorous feelings.
Especially as she took steps, her round thighs alternated with each other, making Tang Fan's eyes dazzled.
Monster!
Tang Fan blushed and kept telling himself that he must hold on for a while and not be captured by her easily!
"Haha, are you scared?"
Young Master Ying turned around and smiled, startling Tang Fan.
"What am I afraid of!"
Tang Fan gasped, shook her hand away, and followed her into the bedroom.
Young Master Ying smiled and said, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Tang Fan took out the soul medicine and threw it to her, and said: "Due to insufficient materials, I cannot refine the soul medicine you need at once, but after my improvement, it can be broken down into several pieces. This is... the first one.
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Young Master Ying held the soul medicine in her hand and looked at it, nodding her head.
"This medicine has a very strong soul power and it does have an effect on me, but it would be better if it were stronger."
Tang Fandao: "If you can give me some more powerful souls in the future, I can refine stronger soul medicine!"
"I'll find a way."
Young Master Ying put the soul medicine into his mouth.
"Buzz..."
There was a roaring sound, and reddish-brown gas was emitted from the top of Master Ying's head. This gas contained an evil aura and was full of vigorous spiritual power.
"call……"
Afterwards, waves of white mist emitted from Little Master Ying's body.
The white mist immediately stirred together with the reddish-brown gas, wrapping up Little Master Ying.
Because of the mask, Tang Fan couldn't see her face clearly, and now he couldn't even see her.
This was the first time Tang Fan saw someone absorbing the power of medicine through this method of vomiting, and he looked curious.
But he pretended to watch for a while, and then glanced under her stone bed. When he saw that the formation was still there, he was finally relieved.
"drink!"
After a moment, all the mist surrounding Little Master Ying's body was sucked into her body, revealing her long black skirt and long snow-white legs.
"How about it?"
Tang Fan was eager to know the efficacy of the medicine and asked immediately.
"It does work, but the potency is a bit weak!"
Young Master Ying's voice was filled with excitement.
"It shows that this approach is correct!"
Tang Fan is very satisfied with this result.
"that……"
Tang Fan looked at the mask on her face and wanted to take it off.
"Are you interested in my bed?"
"ah?"
Tang Fan trembled with fright, he didn't expect her to say such a thing.
"No matter it was last time or this time, you always secretly stared at other people's beds. What do you want to do?"
Tang Fan's heart was in his throat. He didn't expect that all his little moves would be seen by the other party.
"I...I didn't mean to do anything. You must have seen it wrong."
"Oh, I thought you had other intentions for her. It seems I'm too sentimental!"
Young Master Ying sighed, as if she was disappointed.
Tang Fan felt that he was too passive and said: "You promised me last time that if I refine the soul medicine for you, you would take off the mask!"
"Do you really want to see me?"
"right!"
"If... I am not as beautiful as you think, will you be disappointed?"
"You're thinking too much!"
"Of course I won't go back on what I promised, just because I'm afraid you wouldn't dare..."
Young Master Ying's laughter was full of magic. She walked up to Tang Fan and almost bumped into him.
"You...what are you going to do!"
Tang Fan is going crazy.
"I think since you want to see it, it's better for you to take it off."
Young Master Ying took another step forward and bumped into Tang Fan's chest.
"Well……"
Tang Fan felt the amazing elasticity and his brain buzzed.
"Come on..."
Young Master Ying raised her snow-white arm, pinched Tang Fan's hand and pulled it toward her face.
Tang Fan's hands were trembling. He didn't know why he was so nervous.
"Yingzu!"
Outside the cave, Qitian's voice suddenly came.
"What's the matter?"
Young Master Ying's hands froze, obviously shocked.
"Um?"
Tang Fan's body trembled and he suddenly woke up.
Only then did he realize that it was not just his hands that were shaking just now, it seemed that she was also nervous.
Qi Tiandao: "I'm reporting to Yingzu that the master has something to do with Young Ancestor."
"Looking for you..."
Yingzu said helplessly.
Little old man, you must have done it on purpose!
Tang Fan roared in his heart, he was very angry.
"Tang Fan!"
Before Tang Fan could answer, he already heard Zhang Badao's message in his sea of consciousness.
"Little old man, what do you want from me?"
Tang Fan was very angry. As long as Zhang Badao called out his name, nothing good would happen.
"You can come to me later, I have something important to do."
"I said... you must be sick! You can't come to me anytime, but..."
"Tang Fan, no matter what you do now, don't forget that Yingzu is not an ordinary person. You must think twice before you act!"
"What do you mean!"
Tang Fan frowned, as if Zhang Badao was beside him.
"I just want to remind you that no matter what you do, you must bear the necessary price!"
"Hey, you..."
Tang Fan wanted to say something again, but Zhang Badao had lost his voice.
Tang Fan came back to his senses and stared blankly at the mask on Young Master Ying's face, seeming to realize something.
"Are you scared?"
Although Young Master Ying couldn't hear the exchange between Zhang Badao and Tang Fan, she seemed to have guessed it.
"There is nothing in the world that I am afraid of!"
Tang Fan gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I don't care if you are a human or a ghost, ugly or beautiful, as long as I do what I believe, no one can stop me!"
Tang Fan raised his hand and slammed it on the opponent's mask, but the mask didn't move at all.
"If you want to take it off, you still need some skills..."
Little Master Ying's sweet smile reached Tang Fan's ears, making him even more angry.
"I don't believe it if you are pretending to be mysterious and pretending to be a ghost!"
Tang Fan's cultivation exploded, and all his physical strength was concentrated on his hands, and he used all his strength to remove the mask.
"Buzz..."
But apart from the roar, he still didn't take off his mask.
"This...how is it possible? It must be on your face!"
Tang Fan was speechless for a while.
"Better, let me help you..."
"I don't want you to be disappointed..."
Young Master Ying raised her hands, exuding bursts of cold air, and her head shook slightly.
"open!"
Young Master Ying shouted loudly, and the mask on his face fell off!
"Bang!"
A red light was released from the mask, and eventually turned into a ball of red flames, suddenly surrounding Tang Fan and burning violently.
"Brother Tang..."
Little Master Ying let out a worried cry, but she was powerless.