Hearing this, Pei Ling looked stunned for a moment. Ten births?!

Before he could react, Wenren Lingse had already raised her hands and unbuttoned her soft armor. Her fragrant shoulders were slightly exposed, her snowy arms were covered with frost, and her delicate collarbones seemed to be filled with moonlight in the dark night. Against the twinkling look in her eyes,

The brilliance is like the snow-white lotus blooming quietly in the middle of the night in the uninhabited water.

Pei Ling came to his senses immediately and realized that Si Wan was a very advanced person and he could not resist the opponent even though he was a small god!

So, he immediately walked over and hugged him, and his palms roamed over the other person's body unceremoniously. Wherever he went, the soft jade was warm and fragrant, undulating, and soft with flexibility, making it difficult to let go.

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Wenren Lingse allowed Pei Ling to manipulate her. She quickly turned around, knelt down on the ground, placed her hands on the rough gravel, raised her hips high, and said in a low voice: "Don't... don't put this on."

Tell the truth."

Hearing these words, Pei Ling suddenly smiled in his heart. It was not like he was kicked in the head by a donkey. How could such a thing be spread?

When he came out of the Evernight Desert and spent so long in the Bone Palace with Si Hongqingyan, no one knew about it?

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately replied: "Don't worry! All this is for your Taoist heart, and no third person will know about it!"

As he said that, he grabbed her waist and used force suddenly.

Wenren Lingse suddenly felt severe pain and cried out "ah".

Above the sky, thunder rumbled.

The whispers in my ears are endless and noisy all night long, as if there is no end.

The lightning that quickly fell along the chain on the stone pillar occasionally illuminated the rich darkness.

The broken armor, crystal white, slender and flexible waist, high head, slender and beautiful neck, taut jawline, little beads of sweat or tears...

They all caught a glimpse, like a dream, and then disappeared into the mist of the dark sky.

In the darkness, Wenren Lingse panted rapidly, and murmured vaguely from time to time. Among the rhythmic sounds, it was difficult to hear clearly, only the occasional low "um" and "ah" sounds reached her ears...

Half an hour later.

Pei Ling stopped his movements and immediately changed his posture. He cut Wenren Lingse's arms behind his back very forcefully, making his whole delicate body lie on the ground. Then he lifted the opponent's right leg and hugged him tightly...

At this moment, Wenren Lingse suddenly said: "Stop! Stop quickly!"

Pei Ling asked: "What's wrong?"

While speaking, his movements could not stop at all.

Suddenly, a streak of blood light flew across the sky, and when it got closer, it spread out into the wind, revealing the blood-colored flag of the Hunting Hunter.

The next moment, the figure of Zhu Evil appeared on the flag. After seeing the two of them, he was startled for a moment, and then looked at Pei Ling with an angry expression: "Bold evil thief! Let go of the master!!"

As he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind swept towards Pei Ling.

This strong wind was so powerful that it seemed to want to sweep everything in front of it into ashes, but when it touched Pei Ling, its power dropped sharply.

Since he had previously promised to protect this little transformed god for three years, even if Qiling took action in anger, he still had control of his power and would only sweep Pei Ling away without injuring him in the slightest.

But at this moment, Wenren Lingse suddenly took action, and with a burst of palm power, he dispersed the strong wind, but he blocked the blow for Pei Ling.

She gasped twice, and then said intermittently to Qi Ling: "Senior Zhue... you... you... avoid it first... I will... explain to senior... in a while..."

Hearing this, Qi Ling looked at Pei Ling angrily and said, "You used magic methods to control Wenren Lingse?!"

Pei Ling's mind at the moment was entirely focused on Wenren Lingse.

Suddenly seeing the flag spirit appear, the fire deep in his heart burned even more intensely.

He was about to answer while exerting more force, but he heard Ren Lingse say first: "No...Senior...it's none of...it's none of his business...I...I'm not...not being raped by anything."

...Any means...to control...this...this...is...my...my...Tao, Tao heart..."

Looking at Wenren Lingse, who used to hate evil and never show mercy to demon cultivators, but now he was being treated wantonly by the villain, but at the same time he had to speak for the villain and prevent himself from taking action, Qi Ling was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Confidence.

However, it had just recognized its master and vowed to climb the road with Wenren Lingse, but it could not leave him alone just because of this scene.

Thinking of this, Qi Ling said anxiously: "A violent change has just occurred in the Evernight Desert. There may be a big problem with the seal of the Fallen Immortal! You must leave immediately, otherwise the consequences are unpredictable!"

Wenren Lingse gasped rapidly, closed her eyes tightly, curled her toes, and said incoherently: "Well... good... um... ah..."

Her voice became more and more trembling, but at this moment, Pei Ling suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, Wenren Lingse was slightly startled, but the other party's voice immediately sounded in his ears: "Like just now..."

Wenren Lingse immediately understood. She immediately got up from the ground, knelt directly in front of Pei Ling, and opened her red lips...

Soon, the discussion ended, and Wenren Lingse stood up with one hand covering her mouth.

Pei Ling calmly arranged his robes and said quickly: "Leave the Evernight Desert first!"

After saying this, he turned to the [Evil Punishing Banner] again and said, "According to the agreement, you must follow me for three years first."

The flag spirit snorted coldly and returned to the flag. Immediately afterwards, the [Evil-Destroying Flag] flew in front of Pei Ling.

Pei Ling raised his hand and grasped the flagpole. This time, the treasure did not resist him.

The voice of [Evil-Slaying Flag] sounded in his mind: "Quickly leave! The fallen immortal may have awakened part of his will. If he takes action, I can't protect you!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded slightly, and immediately stretched out his hand, and Mo Lilan, who was still sleeping, appeared beside him in an instant.

He raised his hand to hold the other person's shoulders, and soon, Mo Lilan's entire body turned into a mass of dark red runes, along his arms, and quickly merged with his body.

After dark red lines spread all over Pei Ling's body, the incarnation has been withdrawn.

Pei Ling immediately said briefly: "Let's go!"

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Half a month later.

Tower of reincarnation.

A large city standing behind several towering sand dunes.

At noon, the monks in the city were busy.

In the market in the east of the city, the low-level monks have already entered a busy state for the day.

A famous Talisman Master apprentice held a sharp blade and wore a leather skirt. He stood behind a long rough table and carefully skinned each living creature.

On the ground beneath his feet, blood had gathered into a pool of blood.

In the stall next door, the shopkeeper was summoning a large group of resentful souls, and was treating the guests with all their treasures: "...Girls' resentful souls, because they are still young, and women are Yin, are the most resentful. Middle-aged male resentful souls are naturally inferior.

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At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

The demon cultivators in the city thought it was going to rain, which was a rare occurrence in the realm of the Samsara Tower.

As a result, everyone outside raised their heads, and everyone in the house also came to the doors and windows to raise their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a group of strange-looking aliens full of evil spirits, ignoring the city defense formation here and suddenly descending on the city!

Without any hesitation or communication, the alien race instantly started killing!

The low-level monks had no power to fight back in front of them, and fell into a pool of blood as soon as they met.

Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere, and screams for mercy could be heard one after another.

In just a moment, most of the monks had been slaughtered!

The few remaining Nascent Soul cultivators only resisted for a moment before dying amid screams.

Soon, there was no movement in the entire city.

Wisps of black energy began to emerge from all the dead bodies. As the black energy became more and more intense, it gradually turned into a new "Mist of the Underworld".

Not long after, this big city was shrouded in [Midian Fog]...
Chapter completed!