At the same moment, inside the tomb, in the pit of about 300 square meters, the nine coffins were filled with white mist, and loud, high-pitched and passionate voices kept echoing around.
The endless desire seemed to have been accumulated in the body of the young doctor for countless years. At this moment, it found an outlet and burst out like a volcano erupting.
This is unbearable pain and must be released.
At the same time, in a coffin, white mist suddenly rolled back, and a figure appeared vaguely. The nine white bones and skeletons in the coffin had already fallen to the ground, so why did the figure appear again?
"…….."
The high-pitched breathing that echoed in the air also weakened at this moment. The young man felt as if he had hit a certain threshold.
The next moment, all the strength in his body surged out crazily, and his eyes became cloudy, revealing satisfaction.
"Crash-"
The beautiful woman felt an incomparable surging energy, filling her whole body, and her eyes were blurred for a moment.
However, she had already noticed the movement in the coffin, and her blurred eyes were already showing a sharp light.
"Don't move, just rest for a while," the beautiful woman felt the young man's movements on her body, and quickly hugged him tightly, holding down the young man's sweating head.
She had already clearly seen the figure in the coffin. It was a young man with whom she had had a romantic relationship.
At this moment, the young man closed his eyes tightly and his body was trembling, as if he had encountered a terrifying dream.
“…”
When the beautiful woman saw the young man's appearance, she did not feel any doubts. Even though the erotic scene was witnessed by the young man from beginning to end, she did not care at all.
Even if the man in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes were filled with black, and he became a "lost man" who was completely invaded by the devil, but his heart did not fluctuate at all.
It's as if all this is under the control of the beautiful woman.
"Huh." The young man took a deep breath. This was the first time he had tried the magic skill. I'm afraid he might not be able to recover for a while. He even had a feeling that if he were to be immersed in the gentle land like this, it would be...
Excellent.
Suddenly, the young man in the coffin saw the man and woman lying on the ground. His dark eyes seemed to be flashing with ripples. The next moment, he rushed forward suddenly!
In an instant, he came behind the young man.
The figure of the young man seems to be integrated with the tomb. To be more precise, it is inseparable from this ambiguous spring scenery. It is the nectar that should have appeared in the first place, making it invisible to people.
The next moment, an unprecedentedly powerful energy seemed to tear the boy's body apart and completely destroy it!
"Bang bang bang——"
At this moment, the young man's eyes widened and he felt that his flesh and blood were collapsing.
"What happened?" The young man was shocked.
"Zheng!"
The fairy sword roared in the corner.
The fairy sword trembled slightly, and layers of golden light appeared on the sword.
The natal weapon is particularly sensitive to dangers encountered by its owner. However, the young man's sense of crisis is still unparalleled.
Because behind him, there was a figure of billowing demonic flames, pinching his head tightly and trying to tear his body apart.
"Fellow Daoist Furong!" The young man was frightened and shouted quickly, wanting someone under him to break free from the magic cage for him.
The beautiful woman turned into a ray of light, and her figure disappeared from the spot, appearing next to a coffin, which was the same coffin that the young man originally entered.
It seemed that all his strength had been exhausted in the previous joy, and he was unable to bring up a trace of mystical strength to stop this crisis coming from behind.
The fairy sword roared, slashing at the crisis behind him.
"when!"
The black shadow took action, and just slapped a palm against the sword. In an instant, the fairy sword was shattered into pieces, turning into a wisp of smoke and dissipating. Moreover, the entire void around him became distorted.
Get up, the sword soul is pulled in!
"How is it possible?!" The young man was horrified, knowing that this time he really encountered a desperate situation.
"hehe."
When the young man heard the laughter coming from beneath him, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his originally cloudy eyes gradually became clear at this moment.
"…….."
He was an immortal after all, and he finally understood something at this moment.
But it's too late.
"Chi~"
A ball of blood burst out from the young man's chest, the bright red color was dazzling, and he felt that his soul was about to be swallowed up.
He is an immortal, but at this moment he has no means of counterattack. This situation is too strange and unbelievable.
"What on earth is going on? Where is my memory..." Many thoughts emerged in the young man's mind: "Why am I here, why...am I in this woman's body?"
I can't recall many memories.
"Whether it is you or fellow Taoist Wei Yang, I have planted "desire". This "desire" was planted silently and released silently deep in the soul. This is why
Except for those who are familiar with it, no one will notice it." The beautiful woman smiled, very happily.
"After all, this is the first time for you and I to meet each other. Who knows your original character."
All of these are the tricks of the beautiful woman. The young man encountered a sneak attack from a dark shadow, but he had no ability to resist at all. It was entirely because the beautiful woman had secretly manipulated him.
Her desire confused his mind. Her charm locked his own mysterious power, making him a helpless lamb.
The young man's physical body has collapsed, and his soul is gradually falling into pieces.
He is not an ordinary person. Although he has not entered the Hundred Sword Book, he is still a swordsman.
However, an immortal who could be on par with the sky will die today.
"I... want to know why... this desire was planted in me and fellow Taoist Wei Yang?" The young man's vision gradually blurred, and the outcome of death was irreversible.
The beautiful woman smiled sweetly, but her beautiful face looked like an evil ghost in the young man's blurred vision.
"The reason is very simple, that is, you and Wei Yang are too weak. You know, although Qiuye Haitang is only at the bottom of the Hundred Sword Manual, his current swordsmanship may not be able to enter the top fifty. As for Seven
Fellow Shadow Daoist, hahaha, I don't mind his appearance, but he is a demigod with a demigod body. The slave family is very afraid. If he cannot hold on, not only Qiying will die, but I will die too.
"
"Hahaha." The young man laughed miserably and said, "I really hate that I am too weak. I really hate that I am not a demigod."
A generation of swordsmen has fallen. All this is the beautiful woman's method. She uses her desire to seduce the young man's heart, so that the demon can confuse the Taoist heart and take advantage of it.
This is the celestial tomb of the demon of lust, and she is the only woman here. Lust is the most important thing in the world. If a "lost person" is born, he will definitely come after her breath.
The young man is her bait to target the remnant soul of the demon, and the young man is her bait to target the "lost ones".
"It's not my fault. I have been trapped in "desire" for tens of millions of years. All the time, I think about being trampled on. I should be pure and pure, why should I suffer from this desire? I want to be here."
To escape from the trap of "desire", we must
Use "desire" to reborn, break the shackles, achieve the supreme way, and escape from this sea of suffering." The beautiful woman watched the young man's soul completely shattered and was swallowed by the "lost one", and she spoke calmly.
As the spirit and flesh of an immortal were swallowed by the "Lost One", the black arrogance on his body became even more intense.
The young man turned around suddenly, causing a surge of chills, and stared at the beautiful woman greedily.
"I know you want me very much, want to take me as your own, and want to eat me. But as far as I know, this is a single coffin, and each single coffin can only allow one person to enter. At this time
You are the "lost one" and you are no longer a devil." The beautiful woman laughed.
She didn't wear any clothes and stood openly in front of the "Lost One", bearing the blazing gaze.
"With the lingering thoughts of the devil, then the original heart must be buried in this single coffin..."
When the young man roared and rushed toward the beautiful woman like crazy, the white mist in the coffin rolled in again, drowning the beautiful woman's body.
Just as the beautiful woman said, only one person is allowed to enter the so-called single tomb. When the young man who had become a "lost person" rushed towards the coffin, he was knocked out by an invisible force.
……..
………
"It's...that place." Qiying walked through many places, and when he saw an old tree, he froze in place.
In the middle of this old tree, there is a tree hole that can accommodate a child's figure.
The surrounding scenery is one that makes people want to forget and dare not think of it again.
At this moment, not far away, a woman's cry rang out.
"Jing Ling, Jing Ling! Bai Jing Ling!"
"How did I get back here..."
When hearing this cry, Qiying seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming here.
"Of course you will come back here, because you have to grow up here."
A woman walked towards him, always smiling.
She was dressed simply, even a little shabby, and she looked like she had lived a very poor life, but she had an amazing appearance. Her hair was pulled into a simple bun with a wooden hairpin, her face was clean and beautiful, and her hands were
It seems a bit rough.
"Jingling? Bai Jingling? Is this my name?" Qiying murmured, looking up at the woman.
"It's your name." The woman knelt down, reached out and patted Qiying's head, and whispered softly: "It's getting dark, go home with my mother-in-law."
The next moment, Qiying felt as if his body was floating in the air.
Those rough hands lifted him up high and held him in his arms, smelling an indescribable fragrance and reassuring warmth that he had never smelled before.
"If you are wronged in the future, don't go too far. You can come to my mother's arms." The woman patted Qiying's back gently and spoke softly while walking.
He held the two leaves in his hand and placed them against the woman's arms. He saw a winding mountain road with lush forests on both sides, with the occasional sound of insects and gurgling water.
I don't know how long it took, but Qiying saw a house not far away with lights on.
"Are you really my... mother?" Qiying summoned up the courage and asked. No matter what, he could not recall that face in his memory, but what he saw now seemed like the face in his memory.
"Of course Aniang is true." The woman also laughed.