If it wasn't for Yang Chen's sigh, Gong Sunling would have done even more outrageous things because of her sympathy for this dancer.
Fortunately, it was just a moment. She was called back to her sanity by Yang Chen in time. Gong Sunling's face was still red and her ears were still red. She couldn't hold back in front of Yang Chen. Gong Sunling even had an urge to die.
Even if she was defeated by the enemy and had no hope of revenge, Gong Sunling had never been so desperate.
She was so ugly in front of Yang Chen, how should she face Yang Chen in the future
"Don't be discouraged!" Yang Chen's voice seemed to sound in the hearts of Gongsun and Ling: "Tianmo Yanwu is to speculate on people's hearts. Even the masters of the Nascent Soul Mahayana period dare not try it easily. You have done a good job."
Although Yang Chen's comfort was timely, Gongsun Ling still blamed herself, and tears were streaming down her eyes. I actually made such an ugly appearance in front of a group of demon women, how will I look up in the future
"Aling, it's a rare opportunity to hone your mood, don't mistake yourself!" Yang Chen's voice was a little more serious this time, with a faint majesty in his voice: "If you think I am you Your husband, then be obedient!"
This sentence is more effective than any comfort. Gongsun Ling took a while to restrain her demeanor, and after concentrating again, she looked at the field again.
Yang Chen said that he wanted to marry Gao Yue and himself, so Yang Chen would naturally be his husband. Gongsun Ling could ignore the others, but Yang Chen had to listen to what he said. In the subconscious, Gongsun and Ling thought so.
Moreover, what Yang Chen said is also very reasonable. The dance of the demons is not something that can be seen by anyone casually. Although he didn't control it just now, he was more careful. It was an opportunity to hone his mood.
The woman giggled and returned to the team. The sound of silk and bamboo changed again, and the entire dance style changed again.
The dancers and the girls took out a pink pill from somewhere on their bodies and put them into their mouths. After swallowing it in one bite, the girls changed quickly.
The sound of silk and bamboo was full of yòuhuò, and the girls also began to make shēn groans. Following their soul-stirring shēn groans, faint pink smoke was exhaled from their mouths.
The powder mist quickly filled the entire hall, making the female dancers in the middle look a little hazy. Gongsun Ling took a slight inhalation, and a moment of thought rose up in her heart, knowing that this powder mist was not a good thing, and hurriedly transformed it.
After paying a little attention to Yang Chen, Gong Sunling found that Yang Chen was still staring at him with relish, and he didn't seem to have moved too much. Yang Chen's eyes seemed to keep swiping over the dancers' bodies, causing Gong Sunling to feel unhappy.
Yang Chen's hand seemed to wrap around Gongsunling's slender waist again. At this moment, he became a little unruly. His fingers were caressing her waist and abdomen casually, making Gongsunling feel flushed and his heart beating like thunder.
However, when Gongsunling was forced to change the angle by Yang Chenyi, she accidentally saw the face of Mrs. Fanghua standing next to her. There seemed to be a trace of contemptuous smile on Mrs. Fanghua's face, Gong Sunling's heart was shocked, and her mind regained consciousness again.
At this moment, Gongsun Ling really calmed down, and knew the sea was clear and bright. Although these people outside were dancing beautifully and the air was filled with breath, they could no longer affect Gongsun Ling.
After double cultivation with Yang Chen's spiritual consciousness, the powerful effect of Taixuan's Yin Yang Heart Meridian was finally manifested. Divine Consciousness is much stronger than his own cultivation base, and after condensing the Yang Heart Sutra of Taixuan, the Sea of Consciousness is unparalleled.
After being stabbed several times in a row, Gongsun Ling finally woke up from the state where she was easily stabbed, and began to understand herself clearly. Know who you are, what you are here for, and what your current situation is. When she understands this, everything outside will naturally not have any impact on Gongsun Ling.
It was just this moment of comprehension that made Gongsunling's spiritual awareness rise to a small level again, and the whole body's spiritual power drum began to flow continuously.
In the eyes of outsiders, it was Gongsun Ling who had to mobilize her spiritual power to compete with Tianmo Yanwu. Seeing this situation, Mrs. Fanghua laughed secretly in her heart. How many people wanted to rely on this method to resist Tianmo Yanwu, but no one was able to succeed. Tianmo Yanwu is not aimed at the other party's cultivation, but the other party's state of mind. With spiritual power, how can it be resisted
On the contrary, Yang Chen has been guarding the Lingtai all the time. Even if he has already been aroused, he would rather release Gongsun Ling and insist that there is no loss, which made Mrs. Fanghua look up. a few points.
Cultivating and nourishing jade requires at least one hundred years to endure the suffering of the body without venting it out. It is normal to have this kind of concentration. Even in this stage of the demon dance, some simple aphrodisiac drugs have been used to enhance the power, but it has not reached the strongest moment. I believe that when it reaches that point, let alone Yang Chen, even if the old demon comes by himself, The same should drink hate on the spot.
"Fanghua, their strength is not enough, it's a little regrettable!" While thinking about it, Yang Chen suddenly opened his mouth and talked directly to Mrs. Fanghua.
"This is already the best disciple of the slave servants here who is good at dancing with demons." Mrs. Fanghua finally faced the embarrassment.
"The best one?" Yang Chen smiled slightly, and suddenly said meaningfully: "Not necessarily!"
"Where else?" Mrs. Fanghua smiled bitterly, and was about to refute, when she suddenly thought of something, her eyes widened, she turned to Yang Chen, and asked in shock, "Young master, you, don't you want the slave to dance in person? !"
Yang Chen stared at Madam Fanghua's noble face, did not speak, just nodded silently.
"Why do you have to act like a slave and maid!" Madam Fanghua's face suddenly showed a mournful look, and she pleaded softly: "Dancing the dance of the gods, you have to take a temporary sanitization pill, and you have to swallow the charm medicine. Body, this servant is innocent and innocent, does the son really have the heart to let this servant do such a lowly thing?"
A high-ranking ancestor of Yuan Ying's peak, he has to take a San Gong Pill to temporarily limit his spiritual power, then swallow a charm medicine, and dance in a splendid dance. It is unbelievable to say it.
Madam Fanghua's eyes looking at Yang Chen at the moment were full of pleading, a noble fù, looked at Yang Chen pitifully, just wanted to ask him not to let her dance the celestial dance.
Ask for a recommendation ticket! (To be continued)! .