Just like looking at a perfect work of art, Zhang Heng carefully picked up Ning Xuerong's delicate and small feet, and his palm touched the crystal jade feet wrapped in translucent gauze. A soft and boneless pleasure spread from the palm of his hand from his whole body.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but gently pinch Ning Xuerong's jade feet with his hands. Even though he was separated by a layer of translucent tulle socks, he could still feel the almost-than-low softness and comfort.

Zhang Heng's fingers touched the white jade-like toe exposed in the air again, feeling a tenderness, smoothness, and a faint warmth.

Suddenly, Zhang Heng's heart was so hot that he felt a hint of warmth from this toe?

Didn't she die?

He quickly put down the jade foot that made him dream of, Zhang Heng stood up and observed Ning Xuerong lying on the ground like a sleeping beauty.

I visited with my spiritual sense, without breathing or heartbeat!

Then he touched her handsome nose and crystal white wrist with his hands. He still had no breathing or pulse, and his skin was also cold.

Strange? Zhang Heng couldn't help but wonder, was it an illusion that he clearly felt a trace of heat on her toes?

Once again, I used my hand to stroke her small snow-white jade toes, and I could feel a slight warmth!

Could it be that? Zhang Heng couldn't help but guess.

He boldly took off the translucent gauze socks on Ning Xuerong's feet, and used his hands to feel the perfect jade feet like chalcedony. In addition to a passionate and soft and smooth accident, Zhang Heng really felt a hint of warmth.

Zhang Heng frowned, what was going on? He obviously had no heartbeat or breathing, and there was no temperature on other parts of his body, so why was there only warmth on his feet?

In order to prove the truth, Zhang Heng picked up another slender and slender man from Ning Xuerong, took off her embroidered shoes quickly, then stripped off the gauze socks from her jade feet, and gently stroked them with his hands, and also felt a relatively obvious temperature.

It's really weird! When encountering such a thing, Zhang Heng was a little at a loss. He lowered his head and carefully observed Ning Xuerong's jade face. He found that her pretty face was not as pale and colorless as other dead people, but was light red like the morning glow. If he didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to find out.

Looking straight at this extremely exquisite angel face, Zhang Heng had an intuition in his heart that she was not dead!

After taking a few steps away, Zhang Heng developed a sense of awe at the beauty in front of him, just like Fairy Luo who seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Zhang Heng gradually regained his rationality. His behavior just now completely brought the lewdness and vulgarity of the otaku on earth to the extreme, and fully demonstrated it, achieving the grand goal of millions of otaku on earth wanting to do but not daring to do.

But he knew that such a state was not conducive to his survival in this dangerous world. To reach the peak of cultivation, he had to have enough patience. Even if a woman took off her clothes and was in front of her, she should not take it lightly.

Because temptation is often a breeding ground for disasters.

Looking at Ning Xuerong lying on the ground with a calm look, Zhang Heng's eyes were a little cold.

"Junior Sister Ning, you don't have to pretend. I know you are not dead."

Zhang Heng said to Ning Xuerong in a plain tone that seemed to be chatting with his friends.

After saying this, Zhang Heng's spiritual sense firmly monitored Ning Xuerong's every move.

But after saying this, there was no change in Ning Xuerong's body, as if she was a peerless beauty who died here.

Seeing that there was no change in her body, a fierce cold light lit up in her eyes, and raised the low-grade spiritual weapon in her hand high.

"I'll count three times. If you don't agree, I will have to let you truly disappear in this world."

When he said the word "disappearance", Zhang Heng paused heavily.

"3" Zhang Heng's low-grade spiritual weapon, the Wuling Sword, slowly raised, and the momentum on his body was constantly gathering and rising.

"2" The Black Spirit Sword has reached its peak. At this moment, the sharp momentum of Zhang Heng's body has reached its peak, and he is waiting for the next moment to explode.

However, the sleeping beauty lying quietly on the ground seemed to have really left the world, motionless, like a perfect sculpture.

"1" Zhang Heng roared angrily, like a volcano erupting, holding up the black spirit sword above his head with a faint green light, and then slashed towards Ning Xuerong like lightning.

With a "bang", Zhang Heng's sword exerted both the power of ** and the power of magic to the extreme, and the power was extremely condensed without any spread.

I saw a long ditch that was half a meter deep appeared on the ground under Zhang Heng's feet, and he almost passed by the sleeping beauty who was lying on the ground.

A trace of successful smile appeared on Zhang Heng's face: "Haha, Junior Sister Ning, how about it?"

"You won..." A faint voice that was almost dying came from Ning Xuerong, with a few traces of shyness and helplessness.

In fact, when Zhang Heng cut such a sword just now, his eyes and ears were already firmly locked on Ning Xuerong, but he did not use his divine thoughts to spy on it.

Just as Zhang Heng slashed to the ground and made a blast, Ning Xuerong couldn't help but scream: "No." Although the sound was very low, she did not escape Zhang Heng's ears.

"Junior Sister Ning, what kind of spell are you using that can completely isolate your life?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but become interested in Ning Xuerong's fake death.

The heartbeat stops, the breathing stops, and other parts except the feet are cold, which is really brilliant.

Ning Xuerong slowly opened her clear eyes as soft as water, secretly glanced at Zhang Heng, and a seductive redness smeared on her cheeks, and said softly: "You can't learn this kind of magic."

Zhang Heng knew what was going on when he saw Ning Xuerong's expression. He just now took the essence of the otaku to the extreme. He not only took off other people's shoes and socks, but also caressed the other's jade feet...

"Ahem... is that... I can't practice either? Then forget it." Zhang Heng's face turned slightly red, but he instantly returned to his original state, as if everything he did just now had nothing to do with him.

Ning Xuerong's long and delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes, which contained the raindrops in the morning, closed again, and said to Zhang Heng with a tremolo: "Can you help me?"

Zhang Heng looked at her pitiful look and felt a little moved, but his reason at this moment had an advantage and said carelessly: "What's the matter? If it's a slight effort, I'll help you. If it's a bit difficult, then..."

Ning Xuerong's eyes were closed, her jade lips moved slightly, and she said with a slight crying voice: "Originally, this battle had exhausted the magic power, and it would be better if she slept for a while, but you scared me just now. If I slept again, I might not be able to wake up forever..."

Zhang Heng remained silent. He didn't know the truth or falsehood of what Ning Xuerong said. If it wasn't a lie, he would be a little ashamed.

"I don't want to just fall asleep forever, can I believe you... Senior Brother Tang..." Ning Xuerong's last sentence seemed to encounter great resistance.

Then, she tried hard to open her eyes, staring at Zhang Heng with some hope and deep meaning: Please.

Zhang Heng felt very surprised, and Ning Xuerong's gaze at her was a little complicated.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The moment Ning Xuerong closed her eyes again, her long and white legs slowly changed, flashing with a white light, and the skirt below her knees broke and turned into powder.

Moreover, it seemed as if a force was generated on her jade feet, making her stand up naturally.

In an instant, Ning Xuerong's dress below her knees, including her embroidered shoes, turned into powder. A faint white light began to extend from her jade feet, lingering in the lower half of her, giving people a strange feeling of coexistence between devils and angels, charm and holiness.

Then, Ning Xuerong's jade feet gradually changed in the white light, and a refreshing fragrance of flowers spread in this dark cave.

White petals shining with soft light stretched out on her lower body, no! It was transformed from her lower half!

Zhang Heng opened his mouth wide and looked at the strange scene.

Soon, the part below Ning Xuerong's knees was transformed into the shape of a natural lotus platform surrounded by white petals, and the intoxicating fragrance was the petals that were twice as big as the palms.

A faint white light surrounded Ning Xuerong's lower body's petals, like a dream, and the beauty is extremely fascinating and breathtaking.

From a distance, it looks like a Guanyin standing on the lotus platform, floating like an immortal, as if she is about to ride the wind in the next moment.
Chapter completed!