In this moment, it seemed as if he heard the voice of Nanzhi. For origınal chapters go to 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍
As expected of the Palace Master and Holy Daughter of Qingmiao Palace, once transformed into water, they are like the clear and bright spring river current,
Lu Jin’an looked at Xiao Yinruo’s uplifted delicate face, at her moist and captivating peach blossom eyes, and in a daze, he felt that Xiao Yinruo’s gaze was particularly familiar.
After spending half a year with Nanzhi in the Nanzhuo Domain, every night after returning from the clinic and having dinner, Nanzhi would look at him with such eyes.
After his relationship with his Master progressed rapidly, although the Master knew himself to be ’vulnerable’, he would also sometimes look at him with such eyes when interested.
After untying the black cloth covering his Senior Sister’s eyes, even though she was unwilling, her gaze often resembled Xiao Yinruo’s.
This was a gaze of desire.
A gaze of wanting to do something with the one in your heart.
Lu Jin’an felt his heartbeat accelerate inadvertently, the cold fairy Palace Master Xiao displaying such a contrasting expression, gaze, under such allure, how could he resist?
He clenched his hands tightly, his knuckles distinct.
In the past, he wasn’t so lustful...
After all, his older sister left him with only fear in such matters.
But ever since being in the bridal chamber in the Nanzhuo Domain, nurtured by Nanzhi’s nightly revelry, he tasted the sweetness and gradually became ’depraved’.
Lu Jin’an couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Xiao Yinruo, her peach blossom eyes were bright and charming, such a gaze was the most captivating.
How old was Aunt Ruo?
How many years has she been the Palace Master Xiao?
The volcano of desire settled for so many years, in addition to being in the Immortal Falling Shura Formation Map...
If it erupts, could a little kid like him handle it?
Lu Jin’an quickly bit his lip, only relieved his gaze with difficulty when his lips started bleeding.
Being in desperate straits, it was not the time to think about such matters.
In any other safe Grotto Heaven or Secret Realm, he would never suppress his desires .
Lu Jin’an took a deep breath: "Aunt Ruo."
"Your Forget Love Path... is that it?" Lu Jin’an didn’t use his Master or Nanzhi to provoke Xiao Yinruo, but he could use cultivation to challenge: "In this state, can you enter Divine Concealment?"
"Perhaps~" Xiao Yinruo gently pinched the fabric of his trousers with her fingers: "After all, by... my strength has increased a lot."
How did she increase her strength?
Wasn’t she trying to protect Qingmiao Domain, aiming for Divine Concealment?
Such words couldn’t even rouse her fighting spirit?
Lu Jin’an stared blankly at Xiao Yinruo, Aunt Ruo, have you lost your fighting spirit?
When did you become so depraved?
Being stared at so intensely by Lu Jin’an, Xiao Yinruo’s heart trembled slightly, then her fingers loosened, turning to look elsewhere.
Lu Jin’an looked more puzzled at Xiao Yinruo, verbal provocation was useless, why did just staring at her work?
Wasn’t he staring at her for quite a while a moment ago, why didn’t it work then?
Xiao Yinruo gently bit her red lips, her delicate hands slightly clenched... the confusion in this child’s eyes seemed to belittle her.
She closed her eyes, her hands started forming spells again, the Forget Love Taoist Skill began to circulate again, as if returning to normal.
Lu Jin’an watched her, although puzzled in his heart, he was reassured a lot, knowing that resuming the spellcasting was enough.
He also didn’t dare to speak, nor did he dare to breathe quickly, just quietly moved to the side a bit, to avoid disturbing Xiao Yinruo.
Xiao Yinruo gently opened her red lips, instinctively reaching out as if to clutch the nearby source of heat, but she too clenched her red lips in the next moment, the pain brought by the crimson blood helping her focus somewhat.
Lu Jin’an’s tense heartstrings relaxed a bit more, quietly looking at the Buddha Beads in his hand.
The redder the Buddha Beads became, the brighter the scriptures glowed, just unsure if it would ultimately bring a glimmer of hope.
Outside the Immortal Falling Shura Formation Map.
Sitting on a sacrificial altar, Emperor Kongwu, looked at the array obscured by gray mist, a fleeting trace of mockery in his eyes.
"And you said I was dirty, you who cultivates the Forget Love Path, falling into lust, how utterly ridiculous."
She couldn’t see the scenes within Xiao Yinruo’s Forget Love Dao Domain, but she could sense what kind of desire was consuming Xiao Yinruo through the changes in the Immortal Falling Shura Formation Map and the Forget Love Dao Domain.
So Emperor Kongwu sneered, what Forget Love Path, what virgin, this is the kind of woman she truly is.
"Where’s your dignity to speak about me?"
Emperor Kongwu snorted coldly, then heard a dry voice from the female dragon not far away: "This woman is trapped by desire... why not target the boy from the beginning? He wouldn’t withstand it.
And then influence that woman through his desire, the woman certainly wouldn’t bear to see him suffer, in this way, she would fall quickly."
"Fool." Emperor Kongwu gently stroked the snake’s head on her shoulder: "That woman shields with the Forget Love Path, if you don’t target her first, what influence could the boy receive?
Only by breaking the woman’s defense, can you incite the boy’s desire, then you could drag the boy over, with the woman ending up only to die from going berserk from inner demons."
The female dragon stiffly turned her head toward Emperor Kongwu: "Experience?"
"Ditto." Emperor Kongwu expressionless: "You are better than me, you didn’t even spare your bloodline."
The female dragon said nothing, as the Dragon Saint of the Flame Dragon clan from tens of thousands of years ago, she obviously thought of dying gloriously in battle.
But at the moment of being put on the sacrificial altar, she didn’t want to die... not .
Desire was devoured, she consumed all her bloodline, just to survive.