Chapter 362: Mrs. Fang Hua herself comes off the stage (1)
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, and Yang Chen woke her up in time. Gongsun Ling is still blushing. She couldn't resist the temptation in front of Yang Chen and kissed a girl from the Demon Sect. When she thought of this, Gongsun Ling
Ling even had the urge to die.
Even if she was defeated by a powerful enemy and had no hope of revenge, Gongsun Ling had never been so desperate. She turned out to be so 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 Gongsun Ling's heart: "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 are already doing very well."
Although Yang Chen's comfort was timely, Gongsun Ling still blamed herself so much that she was about to shed anxious tears. She actually made such an ugly appearance in front of a group of demon sect women. How will she hold her head up in the future?
"Aling, this is a rare opportunity to temper your mind. Don't make the 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 home, so Yang Chen would naturally be his husband. Gongsun Ling could ignore the others, but she must listen to Yang Chen's words. Subconsciously, this is what Gongsun Ling thought.
Moreover, what Yang Chen said makes sense. The dance of the devil 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 full of temptation, and the girls began to moan. With their soul-stirring moans, faint pink smoke came out of their mouths.
The pink mist quickly filled the entire hall, making the female dancers in the middle look a little hazy. Gongsun Ling took a slight breath, and a burst of longing rose in her heart. She knew that the pink mist was not
What a good thing, hurry up and turn it away.
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 be constantly scanning the exposed parts of the dancers' bodies.
However, it 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 heart beating like thunder.
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. Mrs. Fanghua's face seemed to have a slight smile of contempt, which Gongsun Ling felt in her heart.
With a shock, my mind regained consciousness again.
At this moment, Gongsun Ling truly calmed down and became aware of the sea. 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 practicing the dual cultivation of spiritual consciousness with Yang Chen, the powerful effect of the Taixuan Yin-Yang Heart Sutra was finally revealed. The spiritual consciousness was already much stronger than one's own cultivation, and after the condensation of the Taixuan Yin-Yang Heart Sutra, the sea of consciousness was unparalleled.
After being stimulated several times, Gongsun Ling finally woke up from the state of being easily tempted and began to understand herself clearly. She knew who she was, what she wanted to do here, and what situation she was in now. When she figured this out,
Everything outside will naturally have no impact on Gongsun Ling.
Just this moment of enlightenment allowed Gongsun Ling's spiritual awareness to rise to a small level again, and the spiritual power throughout his body also began to flow non-stop.
In the eyes of outsiders, Gongsun Ling had already mobilized her spiritual power to compete with Demon Yanwu. Seeing this, Mrs. Fanghua secretly laughed in her heart. How many people wanted to rely on this method to resist Demon Yanwu, but they didn't see it.
There is one person who can succeed. Tianmo Yanwu is not targeting the opponent's cultivation level, but the opponent's state of mind. How can it be possible to resist with spiritual power?
On the other hand, Yang Chen has been clinging to the mourning platform. Even though he has been aroused, he would rather caress and release Gongsun Ling, but still insists on not getting lost. This makes Mrs. Fanghua couldn't help but admire her.
point.
To cultivate jade, you have to endure the pain of burning desire 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 aphrodisiac drugs have begun to be used.
The power has been increased, but it has not yet reached the strongest moment. I believe that when it reaches that point, not to mention just Yang Chen, even if the old devil comes by himself, he will still be hated 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." Madam Fanghua finally showed a troubled expression. It wasn't that she didn't want to do something more effective, but it was actually the limitations of these disciples' strength.
"What are you best at?" Yang Chen smiled slightly, and suddenly said meaningfully: "Not necessarily!"
"Where else?" Mrs. Fanghua smiled bitterly and was about to retort when she suddenly thought of something. She widened her eyebrows and turned to Yang Chen, asking in surprise: "Master, you, you don't want me to dance in person, do you?"
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Yang Chen stared at Madam Fanghua's noble face and didn't say anything, just nodded silently.
"Young master, why do you want to treat 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 medicine, 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?”
A high-ranking ancestor at the peak of the Nascent Soul would take a San Gong Pill to temporarily limit his spiritual power, and then swallow a charm potion and dance in sexy clothes. It is really hard to believe it.
Mrs. Fanghua's eyes were full of pleading when she looked at Yang Chen. A noble lady looked at Yang Chen pitifully, just wanting to beg him not to let her dance the Demon Dance.