You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

At this time, Xiao Yun's heart completely entered a state of emptiness and tranquility.

No external emotions could cause Xiao Yun's heart to fluctuate.

The clarity of soul brought unprecedented happiness to Xiao Yun.

This feeling is difficult to describe in words.

It is different from the stimulation of desire.

It's another mysterious and mysterious feeling.

Xiao Yun didn't know how long he had been immersed in this feeling.

Time no longer existed in his consciousness.

Just when Xiao Yun was completely immersed in this mysterious feeling.

A vague shadow suddenly appeared in his empty mind.

This shadow's appearance cannot be clearly seen, but its stature is similar to Xiao Yun.

As soon as this figure appeared, he angrily shouted at Xiao Yun: "Idiot, stop it."

"Aren't you happy being with me?"

"Stop it quickly..."

As the figure shouted angrily.

The scene in Xiao Yundao's heart completely changed.

Scenes of the past appeared in Xiao Yun's heart.

Xiao Yun seems to have returned to Xiaozhu Peak of the Spirit Sword Sect...

"Junior brother, wake up. If you want to sleep, let's go back to the room and sleep. Don't lie here."

Suddenly a familiar voice came to my ears.

Xiao Yun slowly opened his eyes.

What caught his eye was his familiar face.

Senior sister Wen Qing was looking at him with a smile, her eyes full of tenderness.

Only then did Xiao Yun realize.

I don't know when I fell asleep on the top of Xiaozhu Peak.

Looking at the gentle senior sister Wen Qing, Xiao Yun's heart was filled with joy.

He scratched his head with a silly smile, stood up and went to hold Wen Qing's hand.

Wen Qing did not dodge and let Xiao Yun pull her.

Lord Wen Qing brought Xiao Yun to a main hall in Xiaozhu Peak.

The decoration in this hall is very luxurious.

The golden decoration style makes the hall particularly magnificent and eye-catching...

There is a raised passage in the center of the hall.

Four large pools were built on the left and right sides.

The pool is filled with hot spiritual spring water.

Dozens of beauties are playing in the water...

In the rising mist.

The seductive bodies of those beauties looming in the pool are particularly eye-catching.

Xiao Yun's face immediately turned red, and his heartbeat accelerated.

Xiao Yun always felt that this scene looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before...

Wen Qing seemed to have long been accustomed to this.

She didn't show anything strange.

See Xiao Yun in a daze.

Wen Qing gently squeezed Xiao Yun's hand and said softly: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you? Why did you stop?"

"Keep going forward..."

Xiao Yun nodded blankly.

Being led by Wen Qing, we continue to move forward...

Soon, the two of them walked through the passage of the main hall and came to a gorgeous big bed.

This big bed is more than twenty meters long.

Even if ten people lie on it, there won't be any crowding.

Wen Qing smiled and pulled the bed curtain.

The pink bed curtains moved to both sides at the same time.

More than a dozen beautiful beauties slowly appeared in front of Xiao Yun...

These beauties are in all shapes and sizes.

A pair of charming eyes looked at him with a smile.

They are lying or leaning, kneeling or sitting, although their manners are different.

But everyone has an unspeakable alluring charm...

Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment.

He recognized these beauties.

These people are Murong Lingyun, Qiu Yanrou, Lin Xiang'er, Li Bingyan, Ye Xiuyun, Shuangshuang, Qingxue, Chu Hongyan, Shen Feixia, Qu Ting, Zhao Xiaohuan...

There were too many people on the big bed.

Xiao Yun didn't even have time to see everyone clearly before he was pulled to the bed by Qiu Yanrou...

Qiu Yanrou pressed tightly against Xiao Yun's back from behind.

Her two green-white jade arms hugged Xiao Yun's neck from behind like water snakes.

Qiu Yanrou whispered in Xiao Yun's ear: "Xiao Lang, we haven't seen you for so long, do you miss me?"

Xiao Yun has not answered yet.

Murong Lingyun was already sitting on his lap.

Murong Lingyun's face was as pale as frost, and there was a hint of resentment in his sharp eyes.

"Senior Brother Xiao, I have been waiting for you on the Second Holy Island, why don't you come to me?"

Xiao Yun replied in a daze: "I..."

He just said the word "I".

His arm was hugged by someone.

Lin Xiang'er leaned on Xiao Yun's shoulder meekly and said softly: "Brother Xiao Yun, you look so tired, lie down and rest..."

Xiao Yun was about to respond to Lin Xiang'er.

Another person jumped into his arms on the other side.

"You are Xiao Yun to all of them, but you are my unique Ximen Chuixue..."

Xiao Yun turned around when he heard the voice.

Li Bingyan was looking at him affectionately with his charming peach blossom eyes...

"Senior Brother Xiao..."

"Brother Xiao Yun..."

"Xiao Lang..."

"Ximen Chuixue..."

"..."

Xiao Yun was gradually lost in the moving shouts...

He was crowded onto the bed by the crowd.

The clothes on his body slipped off his body one by one.

The beauty in front of me is also wearing cooler and cooler clothes...

Just when Xiao Yun was about to sink into the gentle countryside.

Suddenly a faint cry came from his heart: "Don't..."

"Wake up...fake..."

After hearing this voice, Xiao Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

He pushed Qiu Yanrou away from him and sat up.

Xiao Yun listened to his inner voice with all his concentration.

The shouts of struggle grew stronger and stronger.

"Don't... wake up... fake..."

"Don't be blinded by evil desires, wake up quickly, this is all fake."

"It's your evil desires that are causing trouble. Get rid of them quickly..."

As the inner voice becomes clearer and clearer.

Xiao Yun's mind gradually became clearer.

At this time, Qiu Yanrou, who was pushed away, had come to Xiao Yun's side again.

She looked at Xiao Yun with charming eyes and said: "Xiao Lang, you are so rude, but I like it so much..."

While speaking, Qiu Yanrou leaned closer again.

She was about to move her hands up and down Xiao Yun, but Xiao Yun pinched Xue Bai's neck.

Xiao Yun said with a cold face: "You are not Qiu Yanrou."

"If you were her, you would be angry after being pushed away by me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "click".

Xiao Yun broke Qiu Yanrou's neck with his bare hands.

Qiu Yanrou fell down straight.

But the other beauties around her turned a blind eye to this.

They all came together to surround Xiao Yun, trying to calm Xiao Yun's excited emotions.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you..."

"Brother Xiao Yun..."

"Ximen Chuixue..."

Xiao Yun turned a deaf ear to their calls. He slowly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the big bed.

Although surrounded by beauties.

Xiao Yun's heart became clearer and clearer...

"what!"

Suddenly a scream sounded

The scene in front of Xiao Yun's eyes was like a picture that was set on fire.

In Xiao Yun's ethereal Taoist heart.

A fuzzy black figure similar in size to Xiao Yun was burned by pure white flames.

The black figure screamed in agony and kept cursing: "Xiao Yun, you loser."

"You coward."

"You can't destroy me."

"I will come back..."

As the pure white flames burned stronger and stronger, the screams of the vague black shadow became weaker and weaker.

Eventually it disappears completely.

Xiao Yun, who was practicing cross-legged, suddenly felt blessed.

His eyes suddenly opened.

In the bright eyes, two pure white flames were beating continuously...