Just as Dustless fell into the illusion, the current Nie Xiaoqian had a puzzled look.
"Strange, didn't Little Qing and the others say that as long as they cast the illusion, those men would become unsightly?!”
"Why is there no movement from this little monk?!”
Nie Xiaoqian could not figure it out. This was the first time she had used this spell.
He thought that there was a problem.
After all, she had been relatively free before. There was nothing she could do this time.
However, even if she wasn't familiar with it, she was quite clear about the power of this illusion.
In this era where even palace paintings with stiff curves could become popular, illusions with magical effects were the weakness of all men.
It could be said that even eunuchs would be tempted because in the illusion, eunuchs would become complete.
Only a true gentleman or a legendary sage could remain unmoved.
Could it be that this little monk was a true gentleman?!
But Nie Xiaoqian did not know that Dustless was not the so-called gentleman. On the contrary, he was a sp.
However, there was still a fox demon at home, so he would not be so desperate.
It was just that he simply looked down on her.
However, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't resist her imagination.
Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but blush when she thought about how the little monk before her was a true gentleman.
The gentlemen of this era all had charm.
It could be said that as long as you were a true gentleman and looked decent.
The girls he was chasing could line up on a long street.
This was what was often called a good match in ancient times.
After all, who wouldn't want their husband to be respected? Their invisible status would also rise.
Not to mention Dustless, this kind of handsome one, was even rarer.
Nie Xiaoqian had to admit that she was a little tempted.
If she was still alive, or if she was not going to marry the Witch of the Black Mountain, she would have been unable to resist the urge to offer herself to him.
However…
Nie Xiaoqian could not help but sigh when she thought of the Witch of the Black Mountain.
His eyes also became a little resentful.
How could she bear to let the thousand-year-old tree demon harm such a small monk?
However, fate was not in her control.
She could only obey.
However, although she still had to absorb Dustless 'yang qi, she was prepared to change a method.
That was to inhale.
A person's mouth passes a breath. This breath is yang qi and vitality.
Since Dustless was not tempted, then he could only change to this method.
Although she had never experienced such a thing before, Nie Xiaoqian did not hesitate at all.
Compared to marrying the Witch of the Black Mountain, it was a waste of time for that old guy.
It was better to give it to Dustless.
To be honest, if it wasn't for the fear that the Witch of the Black Mountain would find out and be furious because of this, causing him and Dustless to be scared out of their wits.
She even wanted to hand everything over to Dustless.
Nie Xiaoqian made up her mind.
With a casual wave of her hand, the illusion that enveloped Dustless dissipated.
Following that, he leaped up like a willow leaf, floating to Dustless 'side.
Looking at Wu Chen's handsome face, Nie Xiaoqian's resentful eyes finally had a trace of a smile.
She gently pointed at Wu Chen's nose with a soft finger, attempting to make Wu Chen open his eyes.
And at this time, Dustless was originally still puzzled as to why the surrounding orioles 'voices had all disappeared.
However, she suddenly felt an itch on her nose.
He immediately opened his eyes, wanting to see what that fellow was up to.
However, when that beautiful figure entered his eyes, Dustless could not help but be stunned for a moment too.
"Haha!" Seeing Dustless open his eyes, Nie Xiaoqian chuckled.
Then, he gently patted his shoulder and said in a seductive voice.
"Little monk, I'm feeling a little cold. I wonder if I can stay by your side for warmth?!”
Dustless still did not speak. He just looked at Nie Xiaoqian, his expression somewhat imperceptibly strange.
This must be Nie Xiaoqian from Lanruo Temple.
That should be it.
This stunning beauty was similar to the description in the original novel.
She was indeed a beauty that could topple a country.
But why did he suddenly appear?
Dustless could not figure it out.
However, Nie Xiaoqian thought that she was mesmerized by her.
Immediately, he could not help but feel a little happy.
Thinking about it, even a gentleman could not resist his charm.
Looking at Dustless's somewhat " dazed " appearance, Nie Xiaoqian felt that it was somewhat cute.
However, she also knew that now was not the time to admire Wuchen's looks. The most important thing was to absorb Wuchen's yang qi.
Nie Xiaoqian hesitated for a moment, then went forward.
Their lips also collided.
And Dustless, who was deep in thought, was stunned on the spot.
F * ck, how could it be real?
At the same time, he was also happy in his heart. Damn it, he had persisted in the illusion for so long.
Finally, it was time for the honey trap.
The current Dustless could not be bothered to think so much. Anyway, no one here could hurt him.
No matter what trick it was, Dustless was not worried.
He just had to enjoy it now.
With such a beautiful female ghost in front of him, if Dustless did not react, he would not be a man.
At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian was also a little confused. She was like this with Dustless, although a part of it was that she really admired Dustless.
The other reason was that the thousand-year-old tree demon asked her to absorb Yang qi to replenish herself.
But the current her discovered that no matter how she sucked, she could not suck Dustless 'yang qi.
What was going on?
Nie Xiaoqian was puzzled.
But she did not know that as a flawless body, Dustless 'body was flawless, and the yang qi had long been locked in his body.
Not to mention a little female ghost like her, even the Queen Mother wouldn't be able to absorb Yang Qi.
However, Nie Xiaoqian quickly stopped thinking about it.
As a newbie, under Dustless 'somewhat skilled guidance.
Soon, she was completely immersed in it.
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