Long Jiaojiao was lying in the grass, and most of her clothes had fallen off.

Her face turned red, her body was covered in fragrance and sweat, and she twisted uneasyly like a water snake.

The sweat-wet hair is tightly attached to the forehead, making it more charming.

Seeing this, Zhan Wuque thought to himself that he was not good.

Long Jiaojiao's appearance was obviously hit by the dragon's lewd poison!

"Zhan Wuque, save...save me!"

A hint of clarity flashed in Long Jiaojiao's eyes, with shame.

Her current appearance is no different from Guo Shin in front of Zhan Wuque.

This is the first time that her innocent body has been seen by the opposite sex for so many years.

For some reason, she was not angry.

If it were before, what she thought in her heart would definitely kill Zhan Wuque to vent her anger.

"It's going to be dark. I'll take you to find a safe place first and offend you."

Zhan Wuque took off his robe and covered Long Jiaojiao. Then he picked her up in the waist and rushed to the distance.

As night falls, monsters and mountains roaring beasts, more than ten times more than during the day!

From time to time, black shadows passed through the dense forest at an extremely fast speed. Occasionally, fierce fighting sounds were heard in the mountains, accompanied by the screams of human warriors.

A short mountain, in the belly of the mountain.

Zhan Wuque threw the corpse of the former owner of the cave and the black giant bear aside, picked up a huge rock to block the entrance of the cave.

Then he took out some array materials and set up several warning arrays.

After doing all this, he was about to turn back.

A figure suddenly pounced on him and pressed against Zhan Wuque's back.

At the top of the cave, strands of moonlight shone on Long Jiao's delicate skin, shining with a bright light.

Long Jiaojiao has a good figure. Because she has been practicing martial arts all year round, she has no fat on her body, her curves are amazing, her figure is rich, and her body is full of fatal temptation.

At this time, she was holding Zhan Wuque from behind.

"This poison is so terrible!" Zhan Wuque's eyes were clear. He grabbed Long Jiaojiao's arms and struggled slightly, but he couldn't break away.

This is not because he is not strong enough, but because Long Jiaojiao's behavior is not under control now and her arms are too dead. If he had to force himself to break away, Long Jiaojiao's arms might be torn off.

"Give me……"

Long Jiaojiao completely lost her mind and was completely controlled by evil thoughts.

But Zhan Wuque couldn't knock her out.

This kind of poison is a lustful thought, not a real thing.

Knocking out is useless, but it will backfire.

Zhan Wuque flicked his fingers and pointed them at the bend of Long Jiaojiao's left arm.

After lit up nine times, his left arm immediately lowered softly.

Zhan Wuque breathed a sigh of relief and broke free.

Long Jiaojiao wanted to pounce on him, but he pressed it down with his hands.

"It's not a solution to continue like this."

Zhan Wuque frowned.

If she didn't help her dispel her lustful thoughts, when the poison completely exploded, Long Jiaojiao would definitely die.

Long Jiaojiao was pressed to the ground by Zhan Wuque, and she kept struggling.

Her hair was already wet with sweat, her skin turned pink, her eyes narrowed slightly, her long eyelashes trembled, her pair of eyes with peach blossoms staring at Zhan Wuque, and she looked like she could pick her, and she didn't have the arrogance she had at the time.

"Since it's lustful thoughts, it seems that we can only start with divine thoughts."

Zhan Wuque pointed at Long Jiaojiao's eyebrows with one point.

Long Jiaojiao, who had been twisting uneasy, finally stopped and slowly closed her eyes.

Zhan Wuque's soul power continued to pour into Long Jiaojiao's mind, constantly eroding the lustful thoughts.

The lustful thoughts gradually dissipated, which made Zhan Wuque breathe a little relieved.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly at that time and slapped Long Jiaojiao out of the poisonous fog with one palm. The poison in Long Jiaojiao was not deep, otherwise it would be troublesome.

In the cave, Long Jiaojiao knelt naked on the ground, raised her head, and Zhan Wuque pointed at Long Jiaojiao's eyebrows. The two of them had an extremely ambiguous posture. No one could have thought that Zhan Wuque was detoxifying others.

Time passes slowly.

After a full stick of incense, Zhan Wuque slowly stopped, and a trace of abnormal pale flashed across his face.

In order to completely crush the lustful thought, he consumed a lot of his soul power.

Shaking his head, he took out a robe from the storage ring and covered Long Jiaojiao. Zhan Wuque sat cross-legged and took a pill, and began to recover his soul power.

In a blink of an eye, two more hours passed.

“Um…”

Long Jiaojiao, who was lying on the ground, trembled slightly and opened her eyes.

Looking at the moonlight falling from the cave above her head, she didn't react for a moment.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, suddenly lowered her head, lifted up the robe covering her body, looked inside, and screamed, "Zhan Wuque, what did you do to me?"

While speaking, Long Jiaojiao squeezed her robe tightly with one hand and slapped Zhan Wuque to the side with one palm.

But she had just recovered and was very weak, and the energy in her body was difficult to mobilize, and she dissipated before she even slapped her palm.

Hearing the sound, Zhan Wuque interrupted his cultivation and stood up.

"What do you want to do? Don't come over!"

Long Jiaojiao squeezed her robe with both hands to block her chest and quickly retreated.

Zhan Wuque had to stop and explain patiently.

From the origin of the red fog, to her poisoning, to bringing her here to help her detoxify.

Zhan Wuque said everything about all the process, without missing any details.

Long Jiaojiao blushed when she heard it, "You are talking nonsense, how could I do that to you..."

Long Jiaojiao paused because she saw that Zhan Wuque's back seemed to have been torn a lot, and there were even traces of bitten in some places...

"You go away! I'm going to change my clothes!"

Long Jiaojiao's face turned red and she shouted loudly, but the slightly trembling voice showed that her heart was not as calm as it appeared.

Zhan Wuque walked out without saying anything, without saying anything.

It was already late at night, and the moon was shining.

He stood on the top of the mountain and looked deep in the monster mountain range.

There are a few demonic auras that soar to the sky, which condenses but does not dissipate.

"Seventh-level monster."

Zhan Wuque murmured in a low voice, with caution in his eyes.

“Buzz!”

A group of mutant monsters suddenly appeared and rushed towards Zhan Wuque.

Demon mosquitoes are born by sucking blood.

The war is as strong as the sea and as bright as the lights, and they are naturally attracted to it.

Zhan Wuque did not move, and let those fist-sized mosquitoes pounce on him.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The demon mosquito's slender sharp mouth poked hard, but a sound of gold and iron colliding came from it.

Their sharp mouths that are comparable to fine iron were all broken.

The demon mosquitoes were shocked and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

The next moment, the strange fire suddenly exploded from Zhan Wuque's body and quickly retracted it.

Looking around, there is no trace of the demon mosquito.

All the demon mosquitoes were burned to ashes.

In the distance, several groups of demon mosquitoes who were about to rush over saw this scene and stopped quickly, then ran away without looking back.

The alien fire is their nemesis, and most importantly, their sharp mouths cannot poke Zhan Wuque's body at all.
Chapter completed!