Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 488 Little Junior Sister Comes to Check in 34
A group of people are as surprised as a lost traveler in the desert seeing an oasis.

All stumbled and rushed towards the pool.

A look of eagerness flashed in Jiuyou Jun's long and narrow phoenix eyes, the jade bone fan under his feet had already been sacrificed, after thinking about it, he looked back at He Xiaoman: "Mr Haochen, don't you go and clean it?"

No one in the sect knows Mr. Hao Chen, taciturn, fearful of women, obsessed with cleanliness, not to mention the mud all over his body and head, and the blood spit out by the spirit snake Tai Sui before, everyone has just done a complete mud bath like wild boar.

He Xiaoman nodded: "Go."

But she felt very strange in her heart. Didn't the monks all have treasure bags?Even if not everyone has a treasure bag as big as Haochen Jun's eight cubic meters, there is always a smaller one, right?

The festival monks all emphasized the use of ingredients containing aura as much as possible, and a light diet, but only the Taoist who opened the Zifu can reach the level of fasting, so they should carry drinking water and the like in their treasure bags, right?
Why do you have to run to drink the water in that pool?
It's just that He Xiaoman sees the current trend, she can't stop it alone, including the five disciples of Tianyuan Peak, they all ran to the pool.

"I am originally a lotus girl, and my heart is full of tears like rain. If you see the tears of the lotus, do you know how much the lotus is suffering?"

The luxuriant grass is clear and dyed with pearl dew, swinging with the wind, occasionally slipping from the tender green grass leaves, and disappearing in the dust in an instant.

There are all kinds of colorful round pebbles on the edge of the pool. When you step on them with bare feet, you don't feel cold, but you have the warmth of being exposed to the sun.

After a night of fierce fighting, the sky unexpectedly dawned.

The morning light shakes down on the whole pool, and the waves are shimmering, reflecting the clusters of soft and delicate daffodils with morning dew on the shore as if they are covered with starlight. I don’t know if it’s the color of the water that dazzles the flowers, or the sunlight that intoxicates the lake. , In the faint mist, the water is like a river of heaven, and the flowers are like glass, so beautiful that it is not like the world.

The mist in the jungle has actually become real, like the brilliant clouds and clouds draped by the Weaver Girl, layer by layer, seemingly real and unreal...

There are clanging pianos, gurgling water, beauties dancing gracefully, and voiceless sounds...

"I am originally a lotus girl. I just agree with you. I will sing for you tonight, and every sentence is a sad song."

The song is mournful, like a sigh, like a song, sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes arousing daydreams, He Xiaoman suddenly feels a thick and sweet fragrance like gardenia drifting by, or is it a beauty dancing lightly with wide sleeves?

She couldn't figure out everything in front of her.

Someone handed her a peeled grape with a slender finger, and He Xiaoman opened his mouth habitually, as if this was her life.

Several beauties dressed in tulle danced lightly to the sound of the music, wrapped in silk, as if dancing in the sky on the stone wall of Dunhuang, or like a fairy flying away.

A catkin stretched out, and a cherry with dewdrops was in the palm, and the beauty exhaled like blue in her ear: "My friend, open your mouth..."

"I am originally a lotus girl. I dance for the king day and night. I have seen so many things in the world? The only confidantes are me and you."

"I am originally a lotus girl, and I dreamed of being a couple with you. I hope that there are lovers in the world, and they will get married one day."

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The singing became more and more lingering, soul-stirring, and gradually there was a sound in the singing of the piano that made people sound like the heartbeat was speeding up and the face was red...

Everyone unconsciously wants to trace the source of the sound.

Facing the scantily clad woman who pouts her cherry lips with an enchanting look that you can pick and choose, He Xiaoman realizes that she has changed from stone to unknown when, that is her invincible iron fist!

With a "bang" sound, a fist wind as hard as iron swept across, and the surrounding was silent. How could there be any enchanting women in the five-colored smoke?
She opened her soul-killing eyes, and the surroundings were still surrounded by endless smoke of five colors, flowers everywhere, and endless green grass.

where is this place?
Where have all those people gone?
"Mr. Haochen, Mr. Haochen, Mr. Haochen..."

A sweet and greasy aroma hit, and soft silk brushed her cheeks, and at some point behind her, there was a soft and delicate body.

He Xiaoman's whole body stiffened instantly.

With a "huh", Xuanshuangjian stabbed at the woman behind him without hesitation.

"My friend, you are so cruel, I want to spend a spring night with you, but you want to cut my belly open, blah blah~"

The cherry red lips almost touched He Xiaoman's. This woman always appeared suddenly and then disappeared in an instant, but what surprised He Xiaoman was that she knew it was an illusion, but her soulless eyes couldn't see any flaws.

In fact, He Xiaoman was surprised, and the other person was even more surprised.

No one can escape her control, and the Haochen Jun in front of him refuses every time without hesitation, and he is not relentless when he kills her.

How could this be?Why is this happening?

In fact, when she seduced this Lord Haochen, she didn't use a woman, but one of the handsome men, He Xiaoman It is very likely that they will not be able to stand it.

It's a pity that this person doesn't know, but in the heart of Hao Chenjun's 1.8 meters tall and delicate iceberg man, there lives a rough pig girl, and this girl, she can't appreciate the lilies from her hometown!
No matter how charming you are, my sister is the male silver you will never get.

But He Xiaoman is here now, no matter whether he is flying with a sword or using spells to bombard indiscriminately, he will always be surrounded by such a beautiful world like a fairyland. The green grass stretches slowly to the end of the world, the delicate flowers bloom, and the cobblestone pavement The river bed is a clear water pool surrounded by countless white, yellow, and yellow daffodils. Everywhere can be used as a quilt, and the ground can be used as a bed, and you can play poker until you see the king of Hades.

There is also a beautiful tool person who is lingering, likes to use hands and feet, and wants to play poker with her at any time and does not want to stop.

He Xiaoman could not even use his lightning spells to hurt that woman who was more annoying than flies.

It was destroyed in one blow, and reorganized in an instant. It seemed that everything was an illusion, but He Xiaoman's spiritual power was consumed by real swords and spears.

Soul Mie Lingyan is also completely ineffective against this illusion.

The tool man can't be killed, and she can't break through the illusion. Could it be that she really fell into the illusion and lost control in the end?

When arms as soft as noodles wrapped around him, this time He Xiaoman did not refuse.

Two people rolled on the grass.

He Xiaoman held down the woman's arm with both hands.

The woman's white teeth bit He Xiaoman's finger, and patches of pink mist rose around, and the fragrance became more sticky and sweet.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" After a shrill cry, He Xiaoman finally stood in a pitch-black jungle. The pools, flowers, and grasslands all disappeared. The place in front of her was a woman, but at this moment it was a clump that gradually changed from white to green. to red fur.

(End of this chapter)