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The red gauze tent in the cave was shaken unceasingly, dust was everywhere for a while, and it took a long time before it fell silent.

A majestic big white tiger tore through the obstructing curtain with its paws, and came steadily. Its eyes stayed on Jian Qing for a moment, and soon fell on the stunning beauty with half-exposed fragrant shoulders on the gums.

The big tiger snorted heavily from his nose, and said, "Do you think you can come out to seduce people with a foxy face? Look at you, you are wearing heavy makeup and dressed like a brothel singer." Yes, vulgar!"

Ziquan was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and was furious: "How dare a stupid tiger teach the old lady about fox charm?!"

But Du Zhilan, who claims to have read all three thousand beauties, hasn't finished speaking yet, and can't stop saying one sentence after another like setting off firecrackers: "Also, how dare you show off your legs when you are so short? The radishes grown in the back garden of my son's house Both are longer than your legs!"

"Carrot?" Ziquan's big watery eyes stared like copper bells, and his small face turned pale with anger.

"What? Are you not convinced? Do you dare to compare with me?" Du Zhilan proudly bared his sharp canine teeth, took two steps forward, raised his front paws in an incomparably mighty way and stomped heavily on the stone bench—"Boom ", and it was crushed with one step, leaving five deep scratch marks on the ground.

"Compared to...?" Ziquan looked at his white and tender fluffy paw in fear—his face could not help but twisted slightly. Could this guy use his fat and short tiger paw... to compare his leg length with his own? !

Simply, bullying, people, too, really!

"Huh!" Ziquan stared at him bitterly, and suddenly a purple brilliance flashed around him, and when he reappeared, he had already transformed into the prototype of a nine-tailed demon fox, "Dare to look down on my aunt and tell you to look good! Tie it up and suck up Yuanyang!"

The nine-tailed fox demon is good at illusion and mind-guiding techniques. In the blink of an eye, she disappears like air.

The surrounding scenery changed, turned into an incomparably luxurious four-cornered pavilion, surrounded by colorful flowers, warm and fragrant nephrite in the pavilion, red couch on the gums, and even the air was faintly wafting with a sweet fragrance.

"Hahaha—smelly man, don't eat or drink fine wine for a toast! My mother wants you to keep having fun under the charm of the nine-tailed sky fox until you are exhausted, human, and dead! Haha!"

Like people, animals can't control their instinctive desires, especially appetite and lust.

After staying in the pavilion for a short while, a strong sense of dryness and heat continued to rise.Du Zhilan raised one of his front legs, looked down at some high-spirited object under him, and suddenly felt bitter.

He immediately trotted to Jian Qing's side, bit the hem of the other's shirt and pulled it lightly, looked up at him pitifully: "Jian Qing..."

Although the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox is the best at charming people among the fox clan, Elder Jianqing seems to have no pressure on it.

He knelt down and touched the white tiger's furry head, and said earnestly: "It's actually very easy to get rid of the fox charm, just like when a person is full and full, he can't eat even his favorite food. You just have to keep it in your heart." If there is a feeling of resentment, no matter how bewitched and seduced by external forces, it will be useless."

At the end, Jian Qing was afraid that Du Zhilan wouldn't understand, and added: "Just like me, I didn't respond to a woman just now, but now I can't react to a tiger."

Unexpectedly, when he heard this, First Young Master Du suddenly became angry. He slapped the opponent's shoulder with both paws, and pressed them heavily on the ground: "But I have it!"

Master Jianqing, who was crushed to the ground by brute force, thought about it helplessly, and his eyes flashed: "So?"

He randomly pinched a finger with his right hand, chanted a mantra in a low voice, and a puff of thick white smoke suddenly came out.

The force under Du Zhilan's claws suddenly fell into the air, and he was taken aback. When he saw the white smoke dissipate to reveal Jian Qing's appearance, Du Zhilan was completely dumbfounded.

Jian Qing's tall figure had long since disappeared, leaving only a fat black rabbit squatting on the spot, still gnawing a carrot in its mouth.

"Jianqing?!" Du Zhilan yelled, and the big tiger, which looked extremely clumsy in comparison, started to circle around the black rabbit.

"Don't turn around, my eyes are dazzled." The little rabbit stuffed the last piece of radish into its three-petal mouth, and said suddenly, with a deep and mellow voice, which was really Jianqing's voice.

It's just that such a voice pops out of a rabbit's mouth...it's just too out of harmony.

"Do you still think about that now..." The fat, black rabbit moved its ears, and squinted at the tender belly of the white tiger—it was just visible from the height of his eyes.

Du Zhilan lay down directly on the ground, looked at the rabbit, and twitched the corners of his eyes speechlessly: "I don't think so at all!"

As soon as the words fell, the ambiguous scene around suddenly burst like a popped bubble.

"Huh?" The rabbit in front of Du Zhilan disappeared, and Jian Qing still stood there, not gnawing on the carrot.

"Am I dreaming?"

Jian Qing glanced at him with lowered eyes, and said lightly: "It's just a blindfold."

Having said that, his voice seemed very weak at the moment, and Du Zhilan could even see a slight flush on his forehead and cheeks, which made his heart skip a beat.

Du Zhilan rolled on the spot, and immediately changed back to a human form from the white smoke. He could clearly feel that the aphrodisiac fragrance around him had faded a lot, and fresh and refreshing aura continued to radiate from Jian Qing's body. Resist these charms.

"Jianqing, are you okay?"

The latter reluctantly shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "This nine-tailed celestial fox has been nourished by that spiritual spring all year round, and its magic power is beyond expectation. You are a white tiger with natural talent and strong attack power, but you are naturally lustful, and your willpower is too weak. It took a lot of effort to pull you out."

Using spells in the illusion of the nine-tailed sky fox consumes not only mana, but also extremely limited mental power. Even if it is just a blindfold, it is too much for people, not to mention that the righteous master does not know which corner is waiting to kill them. one strike.

Du Zhilan heard the following words dimly, his gaze moved dully on the other person's reddish face, and finally couldn't help but leaned over, hugged Jian Qing's waist, moved his mouth closer, and wanted to kiss him.

"Du Zhilan!"

Jian Qing's complexion sank, and he raised his hand to punch him, but at this moment——

The nine-tailed celestial fox, which had been waiting for a long time, suddenly jumped out of the air. Jian Qing ignored Du Zhilan, so he swung his hand and slashed away with a sword!

The sword's edge was like lightning, cutting through the fox's tail!

"Hmm..." Nine-tailed Sky Fox snorted, but grinning grinningly opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of purple mist, instantly enveloping both Jian Qing and Du Zhilan.

"Hey hey hey, even the most chaste strong woman or the most ruthless fairy can't stop the sky fox's fox smell..." Ziquan fell to the side and smashed a large stone wall, but just laughed shrilly, He didn't pay attention to his injured tail at all.

Strangely, the blood that flowed out turned out to be transparent—just like the clear water in the wishing well that was calm.

Seeing that Jian Qing finally couldn't resist the erosion of the charm, and the flush on his cheeks gradually spread down his neck, a strange smile appeared on the face of the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon.

In the end, it slowly melted into a pool of clear spring water, seeping into the ground.

The red candles on the candlesticks were burning enthusiastically, and the flames flickered indefinitely, bringing out a few wisps of light smoke.

In the ambiguous and bewildered red silk warm tent, only Jian Qing and Du Zhilan, who had almost lost their minds, were left, both of whom fell into the soft gums...