"No wonder Xiao Yan's cultivation has grown so fast without dual cultivation." Wu Xie's eyes flashed slightly, and he had already made plans to break through the seal and fight to the death.

But unexpectedly, after a burst of laughter, Xiao Yan didn't even look at him, and walked to the bed with an expressionless face, and stood cross-legged on the bed to practice.

Wu Xie frowned and frowned. Combined with the effect of the ghost fruit, he planned to use himself as a tool for venting.

He glanced at the middle-aged beautiful woman who was lying on the ground in pain, remembered what she had just said and Xiao Yan's subsequent reaction, and silently calculated in his heart.

The reason why Xiao Yan suddenly became angry must be because the middle-aged beautiful woman said the words of the man who had touched her body. It can be seen from the fact that she had never had a dual-cultural partner that she cared about her chastity very much.

However, after taking the ghost fruit, she could not control her behavior, so she would lose her chastity every time. This made her extremely inferior and hated her. She hated herself at that time, so she killed all the men she used as a tool for venting.

It happened that the middle-aged beauty's words touched her shame, so she got angry.

From this point of view, my current situation has not improved. Compared with Zeng Youwei and the other two, it is just a difference of living a few more days.

It can be imagined that the day when the ghost flowers bear fruit is the time when he dies.

I'm afraid the way to die is even more miserable than the three of them.

...

A day passed, and the screams in the cave became much smaller. It was not that the pain was reduced, but that the three of them made their throats hoarse and could only make a panting sound like a broken iron.

The ghost flowers on their lower abdomen are becoming more and more scented with the breath of spiritual medicine. In just being in bud, the fragrance of flowers fills the cave.

Wuxie kept closing his eyes and resting without being moved, and Xiao Yan was also meditating and practicing.

...

Another day later, the three of them had blood-colored faces and were withered, their cheeks were deeply concave, their eyes were raised, their hair changed from dark to pale, and their entire body essence was sucked away by the ghost flowers.

The fragrance of flowers is so strong that it is disgusting. Wuxie opened his eyes and saw that the three ghost flowers were in full bloom, and five petals were blooming in one go. The outermost part of the petals seemed to be dark blue sea water, slowly fading, and the part near the center of the flower seemed to be the red dress of a beautiful woman, which looked very beautiful and harmonious.

But in Wuxie's eyes, there is spiritual power and blood.

In the middle of the flower heart, there is a round fruit the size of a soybean. It is small and red, and looks very much like a raspberry on the roadside in the mountains. The fruit also carries a few drops of water, which is so beautiful.

"Ghost Fruit." Wuxie's eyes flashed and he looked at Xiao Yan.

At this time, Xiao Yan's eyes shone brightly, and in a few steps, he walked to Zeng Youwei, stretched out his fingers and gently picked them. Zeng Youwei's body twitched violently, his big eyes stared at Xiao Yan, sighed like relief, and died.

Xiao Yan's eyes shone with his radiant eyes, picked off the other two ghost fruits, walked to the bed and ate them, and began to refine them.

The three of them could not close their eyes, and they stared at Xiao Yan with huge eyes. Wuxie was silent for a while, but still squatted down and stroked the three of them.

This action does not mean anything. People die like a lamp. Wuxie has experienced thousands of years of practice and has seen too many dead people. He has long been numb. There are definitely many people who die at his hands.

For his own benefit, he would also kill people, but he was somewhat disdainful to kill people with such cruel methods.

The wrong way is ultimately a wrong way. Everything you do will be known to the world sooner or later. It is really worth it to be surrounded and killed by countless people for this small Taoist practice.

Wuxie almost never kills innocent people. Looking at the people he killed throughout his life, they were either enemies or evildoers who did evil deeds. Just like the evil-filled face, killing them is still a good thing for the people in that town.

But it’s ridiculous. There are no innocent people in the world of immortal cultivation. Everyone’s hands are stained with blood. There may be clean cultivators, but I’m really embarrassed, Wuxi has never seen them.

Even if one day he Wuxie was killed, he would not roar at the sky loudly: "God has no eyes!"

In his opinion, there are no clean good people in this world, nor are there dirty bad people.

At this time, Xiao Yan, who had taken the ghost fruit, had a slight layer of sweat on her forehead, and a faint pink gas lingered on her body. She was already charming and enchanting, and she had a more mysterious aura.

She frowned and looked very focused, but she seemed to be born with a charming body, and no matter how serious she was, she looked so lazy.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and her pair of willow leaves unconsciously showed charm, but her eyes were cold and she said to Wuxie: "Come here... I'm here!"

She wanted to suppress the desire in her body in a tough tone, but as soon as she said it, it turned into a weak and delicate slut, naturally carrying a different temptation.

Wuxie stood there with an expressionless face, without moving. He had already thought of a countermeasure in the past three days, so he reviewed the plan again in his mind to ensure that it was correct.

"Come here quickly!"

Xiao Yan could no longer control her body. The heat in her body made her extremely irritable and disgusted. She hated this feeling, but she couldn't do anything about it. Her chest was trembling slightly and sweating all over her body.

Wuxie still stood still and said lightly: "You are suppressing it."

"Nonsense!" Xiao Yan glared at Wuxie fiercely.

"You will kill me cruelly afterwards." Wuxie continued.

"Scam... words!" Xiao Yan's eyes were spitting out of fire. Wuxie's words reminded her of the disgusting scene, and she was ruthless and could not kill Wuxie immediately.

"I don't want to die, and you don't want to be disgusted." Wuxie continued calmly.

Xiao Yan's flower branches were trembling, unable to suppress her boiling body anymore, and could not even speak. She got out of bed tremblingly, like a tiger staring at her prey, and rushed to Wuxie.

"Hiss!"

Wuxie's clothes were torn apart, and then another "hissing" sound, Xiao Yan tore his clothes apart, revealing a large area of ​​snow-whiteness.

"I want to eat you!" Xiao Yan laughed strangely, grabbed Wuxie's clothes with his fingers, wanting to tear them again.

"I have a way to prevent you from being disgusted and also maintain the cultivation brought by the Ghost Spirit Fruit." Wuxie suddenly said.

Xiao Yan's fingers trembled violently, trying to pull Wuxie's clothes down, but she didn't pull them down. She raised her head, her watery eyes were full of misty colors, mixed with a hint of humiliation and anger. She hissed at Wuxie twice, unable to speak.

"But you want to help me unseal the seal. I need spiritual power to help you." Wuxie remained calm in the face of the beauty's embrace, and deliberately kept a little care and asked Xiao Yan to help him unseal him.

Xiao Yan's eyes showed a struggle, but soon she pressed her hand on Wuxie's lower abdomen and lifted the seal.

"Turn around." Don't be evil.

Xiao Yan glared at him fiercely, twisted his body and turned around. (I am so embarrassed to oversleep today.)
Chapter completed!