Ning Yan rarely feels like this. Rather than being restless, he is more excited, extremely excited.
There are usually only a few reasons why a man would be excited by a woman, but Ning Yan's current situation is incompatible with those charming thoughts. He can clearly feel that his body is uncontrollably restless, as if he is in the desert.
The traveler who had been thirsty for a long time finally saw the oasis, and the joy that came from the depths of his soul made every cell in his body scream crazily.
It was obviously the first time he and this woman had met.
"Mr. Lang... is really... impatient..."
The woman's intermittent voice echoed around again, and the body that was beaten like a rag bag by the invisible sword energy suddenly softened into a ball of wisps of smoke. In an instant, the smoke transformed into the woman's appearance again.
She walked up to Ning Yan and said a long blessing. When she leaned over, her loose neckline was half-open, and she even winked at Ning Yan intentionally or unintentionally.
Sure enough, it’s not that easy to solve...
Seeing that conventional methods were ineffective for her, Ning Yan did not make any more unnecessary tests. She quietly placed her right palm on the opening of the wooden box behind her and said warily: "Your Excellency and I have never met each other. How can we talk about this husband?"
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The woman chuckled softly, lifted up her skirt, turned around and snuggled into Ning Yan's arms. She raised her head halfway and looked at him with hot and charming eyes: "Mr. Lang, don't make fun of me. Since you have perfected the Wuji True Body, you should know it."
The identity of a slave."
Ning Yan's heart moved slightly. He had searched for information about the Wuji True Body before, but even if he borrowed the inventory of Zhulongtai, he got very little. Apart from giving him a useless debuff like the Heavenly Chosen Wusheng Cult,
There are only two things that can really be considered unique.
One is that it can make his true energy invisible and formless, better compatible with magical powers and martial arts from various sects, and his luck speed can also be faster, similar to shortening the cast forward swing and skill CD.
The second is that it allows him to use magical powers in advance when he is in the lower third level, but this becomes useless after he is promoted to the sixth level and is basically useless.
But from what she said, does Wuji Zhenti have any other explanations?
The woman seemed to have seen through Ning Yan's thoughts, and a moment of surprise flashed in her eyes: "This is one of the twelve bodies that can break through tribulations and become an immortal. Does Lang Jun really don't know? That is strange. I dare to ask which immortal family is the substitute.
The Taoist body shaped by Lang Jun?"
Ning Yan didn't answer and grabbed her little hand that was touching his face.
"Speak nicely."
The woman's eyes flashed, with no intention of stopping. Her plump body leaned forward again, stood on tiptoes, opened her mouth slightly, and breathed softly into his ear.
"It seems that Langjun has an opportunity of his own. If Langjun doesn't want to talk about it, I can just leave it alone. As for the Wuji True Body, if Langjun is interested, we can hold a candle and talk at night..."
Her behavior became more and more bold. Her other hand went all the way down Ning Yan's chest, and finally lazily pressed it on the buckle of Yanshi's suitcase.
As she spoke, a powerful burst of energy burst out and tore her body into pieces.
Ning Yan frowned, swept the folds on his chest, and said coldly: "That's enough."
The smoke condensed and took shape again. This time, the woman finally knew what was right. She stopped timidly three steps away from Ning Yan. Although she couldn't see her expression clearly under the veil, her eyes were already misty, and she was mixed with flattery.
It's a bit aggrieved, but it seems that I feel pity for him.
"Slave, I just saw that your husband has been carrying such a heavy and obstructive thing, and wanted to let him loosen it..."
"It has nothing to do with you."
"My husband is really ruthless to his slaves. I wonder if he can be ruthless to the little lady who came with you?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
The woman pointed in the direction where Ning Yan came from. The white mist slowly dissipated, and the monk Gushan's palace was dimly visible with bright spots of light.
"If Mr. Lang doesn't go, they will suffer."
She hooked her fingers, and the scene in the distance was instantly brought to the front of the two of them.
The entire palace was plunged into a sea of fire, with corpses of guards everywhere on the ground. Three warriors dressed as domestic servants marched straight in. The dharmas rising behind them were hidden in the twisted smoke, and only vague outlines could be seen. However, these three warriors walked straight in.
The strength of people is really terrifying, and no one in the Princess's mansion can be their combined enemy.
Jing'er, Xingfang and others had retreated to the entrance of the inner hall. It seemed that they had just gone through a fierce battle and everyone was injured. They could only try to maintain their appearance now.
In the face of a formidable enemy, there was no intention of retreat or begging for mercy on everyone's faces, and some only had looks of determination.
A maid asked: "Cao Gui asked you to come? Is he crazy?"
The three of them looked at each other and burst into laughter. They laughed and said, "Yes, yes, yes, Cao Shangshu asked us to do it. If you are lucky enough to save a life today, remember to seek revenge on him in the future.
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"No need to talk nonsense to them!"
Jing'er's eyes were filled with frost, and a wish seal was formed under one palm, and her true energy was puffing out in her palms. She was obviously planning to risk her life.
The leader put away his smile and snorted coldly: "Don't take any action, just let me meet with the disciples of Liubo Zhai! Come!"
A loud shout stopped the clouds, and the thick smoke behind him instantly dissipated. It turned out to be a four-clawed pseudo-dragon with a tumor on its forehead. It was seven or eight feet long, with purple-black scales and a monster in its pupils.
The evil light is like a living creature.
Jing'er's face, which had been sullen, finally showed a look of shock when she saw the true face of his Dharma form, "Di is being criticized by Dijia Shenlong? Aren't you being detained in Wudesi!"
"Hey, you Liubo Zhai can match up with noble people, can't I match up?" Di Feiyuan made an empty circle with his hands on his chest, and his withered ten fingers instantly turned into the shape of dragon claws: "Empty hands versus empty hands, I don't count either.
I took advantage of you, but don’t blame me if you die."
After saying that, he jumped up high, the Purple Dragon Dharma Prime held his head high and roared, and the purple electricity rushing between the dragon's claws almost tore the space apart.
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"stop!"
Ning Yan was eager to save people, and immediately used his body skills to rush forward. As he ran at full speed, the scene in front of him was rapidly regressing, but when he stopped, he found that the boundary monument engraved with the word "Kong Ming" was still under his feet.
After flying for a long time, he didn't even get a foot away.
"Miss Jing!!"
He shouted Jing'er's name loudly, but no one on the two sides looked at him. They were so close and yet so far apart.
An invisible wall completely separates the two worlds.
How could it be possible... I can only look at them...
"Don't be anxious, Mr. Lang. After a few days, I will ask my slave to help you."
Ning Yan turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw the woman lift her right wrist and shake it slightly. Strangely enough, her wrist was clearly empty, and when she shook it, the surrounding space felt sluggish, as if something real was hanging on it.
Jingle bell, jingle bell.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of copper bells, Di Fei's leaping figure was pulled back to the ground by an inexplicable force. Not only that, the blood overflowing from the wounds of the maids began to flow backwards, and the collapsed palace recovered...
The whole world feels like the backspace key has been pressed.
An unbelievable scene played out in front of Ning Yan. He watched helplessly as time continued to rewind until it was frozen at the moment when the three assassins entered the palace.
Back in time and space?!!
The woman seemed to have just done a trivial thing, and said with a chuckle: "Giggle, the hero is saving the beauty, right now~ Mr. Lang, why don't you go quickly?"
Ning Yan suddenly came to his senses and was about to step forward again, but when he saw the boundary monument, he didn't know how to break the situation.
The woman followed his gaze and patted her forehead: "I almost forgot. I'm afraid Lang Jun doesn't know that this boundary monument is made of Xuhuang Stone and anchors the Longmen Sect's mountain protection formation.
It has the effect of crossing two realms. As long as it is there, even if Mr. Lang has the ability to reach the sky, he will not be able to cross it."
Speaking of this, she pursed her lower lip lightly and frowned, seeming to be anxious along with Ning Yan.
Not long after, her eyes lit up again.
"Hey~ Lang Jun, Nu'er has thought of a way! Although this mountain-protecting formation is quite mysterious, it is not without loopholes. Lang Jun only needs to push the boundary monument three feet and two to the Gen position, and Nu'er can be in the mountain-protecting formation.
Make a small opening in the formation so that you can teach me to go back!"
Ning Yan walked to the boundary monument and just stretched his hand halfway when he suddenly asked: "Why do you need me to move it?"
"My slave is just a weak woman. She can't push her even if she wants to. Then again, this Void Emperor's Stone is not light. Only a hero like Lang Jun, who is one of the best in the world, can do anything.
Where is it~"
"That's it..."
Ning Yan lowered his eyes and slowly put his hand on the boundary monument.
【fart!】
[That monster dares to deceive you and think that you will lose your position for a few women. It's so ridiculous! Let them kill you. So what if you die here for the last time? You have to see what else this monster has.